"I was wrong?"
"Hmph, I knew you would say that."
"As a rebel suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, of course anything I say will meet opposition from its supporters like you."
The Prison God snorted coldly,
looking down on these people to his very core.
In his mind, if he had not acted so rashly this time,
his plan to wipe out those cancers, the Heavenly Dao Sages, would surely have succeeded!
Kunli smiled and shook his head.
"All right, let me ask you this: you believe the Heavenly Dao has blocked cultivators' path to greater heights. What evidence do you have?"
"You cannot just make empty claims and expect your word to settle everything, can you?"
The expression on the Prison God's face froze, as though he were thinking.
Then, in an instant, he found his rebuttal!
"Do I even need evidence?"
"Look across the entire Primordial World. Surely eighty percent of the disciples who have achieved success in cultivation belong to the Heavenly Dao Sages?"
"Isn't that the most direct evidence?"
"If these Heavenly Dao Sages weren't monopolizing resources and fortune, seizing all the benefits heaven and earth have to offer, how could other cultivators have no chance whatsoever to attain the Dao?"
Having said this, the Prison God looked at Kunli smugly,
eager to see what explanation Kunli could possibly offer!
Yet, to the Prison God's great surprise, Kunli did not deny his claims outright. Instead, he inclined his head and nodded gently.
"There is some truth to what you say."
"Then let me ask you: if you killed the Heavenly Dao Sages and divided their fortune, what would you do?"
By now, the Prison God had gradually begun to lower his guard and let go of his hostility toward Kunli.
Although this fellow had ruined his