"Playing for stakes that high?"
Si Xuan's expression changed sharply as he stared at Cen Lingyi in horror. Knocking the Dragon Emperor from his seat as a Great Dao Venerable sounded easy, but doing it would be unimaginably difficult.
He had held sway over the Outer Sea for countless years, with the Profound Thunder Dao Fruit empowering him and the Dragon Ancestor's legacy protecting him. Dragging him down from the rank of Great Dao Venerable would be no different from overturning the entire Outer Sea.
After a moment's silence, Si Xuan asked cautiously, "Sect Master Heavenly Jade, did these words come from Heaven's Will, or from your sect's Thunder Ancestor?"
Cen Lingyi's expression remained unchanged. "Both."
Chu Mo's gaze flickered. He had not come here with such lofty ambitions.
There were simply very few Dragon Kings left whom he had yet to assimilate into his other-self aspects. He intended to seize this chance to kill the last of them, claim all their stations, and see what changed.
"Interesting." Chu Mo turned to Si Xuan and said with a smile,
"Fellow Daoist, you heard her. The situation is clear now. Even if you don't want to fight, you have no choice. Besides, Dragonkind was never going to spare you."
Si Xuan's expression shifted several times before he finally let out a long sigh. Then his gaze grew resolute again.
"To seek the Dao, to seek the Dao-if there is nothing in the Dao worth seeking, how can it be called seeking the Dao? From the day I stepped onto the path of cultivation, I knew the Immortal Dao was perilous. So what if he's a Great Dao Venerable? When contending for the Dao, why should I retreat?"
At worst, there was only death. As a cultivator of Fuli, death was the