"I know. I just wanted to make them suffer a little," Meng Chuan said, toughing it out. "It was part of my plan."
How could the Heavenly Emperor make a mistake? Han Li must have gotten it wrong!
Their Nascent Soul bodies were so frail that Meng Chuan had deliberately sealed them with his Divine Sense when he brought them back.
Otherwise, the force of space shattering as they crossed layer after layer might have made them kick the bucket.
Meng Chuan withdrew his Divine Sense, looked at the cultivators, and asked again, "Tell me everything you know."
Before they could speak, Meng Chuan cut in. "Forget it. You're hardly good people. You'd only spin a pack of lies instead of telling the truth. I'd better look for myself."
With a thought, Meng Chuan drew their Nascent Souls straight out of their bodies.
The little faces of Six Paths Extreme Sage and the others looked as though they had swallowed flies. We'll talk! We'll confess! We'll tell the truth!
Stop! At least give us a chance!
Meng Chuan swept his Divine Sense over them and gleaned some information from the other Nascent Souls, though not from Six Paths Extreme Sage.
"So it was Six Paths Extreme Sage who knew your nickname. He was the one who brought this ambush together."
Meng Chuan tossed the other Nascent Souls to Han Li. In the Mortal World, they were a resource Han Li could put to use.
But when Meng Chuan recalled the name they had given the operation before setting out, his expression turned peculiar.
A plan to kill their target? Or a plan to slaughter a pig?
Brilliant!
"What's going on with Six Paths Extreme Sage, then?" Han Li asked. His life might depend on it.
Meng Chuan gave Han Li