Dugu Baitian's towering will to fight and fierce spirit swept over the other four. Demon Lord and the others offered no arguments. They said only one thing.
"We're going with you!"
They did not suggest waiting until they had cultivated enough to be certain of victory. Nor did they urge Dugu Baitian to bide his time. After all, Heavenly Dao had stood in the Heavenly Lord Realm for countless years, while Dugu Baitian had only just entered it.
At that moment, their minds held only scenes from the Heaven-Slaying Wars of ages past: the fallen souls, the blood spilled.
How could they forget the countless great gods of the Immemorial Era and Heroes of ancient times who had offered up their heads and spilled their blood, sparing not even their lives to fight Heavenly Dao and its minions?
The lives lost before their eyes had left a fire in their hearts. It had burned through them, set them ablaze, even twisted them somewhat and given birth to Demonic Nature within them.
But this, too, was the Heaven-Burning Flame destined to arise!
"This war against Heaven may end in life or death. If you stay behind, then even if I die utterly and never return, you will have inherited my methods, my Lu, and my Dao. When you four—and perhaps many more—ascend to the Heavenly Lord Realm, Heavenly Dao will surely perish!"
Dugu Baitian looked at the four of them as he spoke. He was testing their hearts.
He was absolutely certain he could slay Heavenly Dao. Corrupted since its peak, it had been declining ever since, and Meng Chuan had even slapped it. With Dugu Baitian's strength, how could he fail to kill a Heavenly Dao in such a state?
He wanted to see what Demon Lord and the others