"Joining the Celestial Court is your only choice!"
The Eighth Divine General's voice echoed through the void, and his impatience was obvious.
The moment those words were spoken, countless gazes fell in unison upon "Wu Wushuang."
Those gazes held sympathy, regret, schadenfreude, and the eager anticipation of those watching a spectacle.
Anyone could see that the Eighth Divine General was picking on the soft persimmon!
He did not dare touch Xiao Yan, with that white-robed forbidden being standing behind him!
But what about "Wu Wushuang"?
No background, no patron. Even if he had some talent, what did that amount to before a colossal entity like the Celestial Court?
Had there been few prodigies trampled to death throughout history?
"'Wu Wushuang' is in trouble now," an Immortal King said quietly.
"Indeed. If he agrees to join the Celestial Court, he will be controlled by others from now on. If he refuses... the Eighth Divine General is already full of pent-up rage with nowhere to vent it!"
"The Eighth Divine General does not dare touch that grass-chewing youth, but does that mean he does not dare touch 'Wu Wushuang'?"
"What a pity. Such a peerless genius will likely be absorbed by the Celestial Court."
"Absorbed? Being able to join the Celestial Court alive would already be the best possible outcome! Did you not see the Eighth Divine General's eyes? He looks ready to devour someone!"
"Not to mention, this man has threatened the Celestial Court's young divine general. He will most likely become a stepping stone..."
Discussions rose and fell one after another, and everyone broke into a cold sweat for "Wu Wushuang."
At that moment, "Wu Wushuang" stood where he was. No change could be seen in the expression beneath his mask.
"I refuse."
He spoke softly, yet every word was