Fairness? Justice?
Why should you "old fossils" get to watch from on high because you don't want to fight to the death, while we have to stake our lives?
At that moment, this thought flashed through the minds of many Golden Core cultivators.
The rogue cultivators in particular showed little change in expression, but fury surged through their hearts.
Still, having cultivated to the Golden Core Realm as rogue cultivators, they had weathered countless hardships and did not let their dissatisfaction show.
For a time, silence fell over all three spirit ships.
Because of this resentment, many cultivators felt their anger at their former bondage and their desire for revenge against the Demon Race ebb considerably.
The decks were utterly silent, almost frighteningly so.
Seeing this, Zhang Tao knew that hollow appeals to righteousness alone could not stir these cultivators into action.
Golden Core cultivators were not so easily hoodwinked.
"Fellow Daoists, whether we can breach Lingwu City concerns the fate of every one of us here."
"This concerns not just the Zhang Household, but every fellow cultivator."
"Although the Spirit-Sealing Chains have been removed, we still cannot call ourselves completely free."
"Only by breaching Lingwu City can we obtain true freedom!"
"Otherwise, if the plan fails and we remain in the Annam Six Provinces, we will face the Demon Race's reckoning sooner or later."
"Once this plan begins, there will be no returning to the way things were. Trying to hide as we did before will no longer be possible."
The spiritual power protective shield vanished. Zhang Tao swept his gaze over the cultivators aboard the three spirit ships and slowly explained their current predicament.
Whether the Zhang Household's uprising succeeded or failed, it would change the situation in the Annam Six Provinces. Things could never easily return to