This letter was not quite a final testament, but it came close.
Seven Dust Taoist's false Yin Spirit would no longer come out to meet Luo Xianshen.
Waves of indescribable... mixed feelings washed through Luo Bin.
Let his followers split into factions?
Had Seven Dust Taoist suffered cultivation deviation?
Shouldn't the Dao heart be restrained and disciplined?
Yet he had willingly allowed Divine Firmament Mountain to split?
Before they descended the mountain, Seven Dust Taoist's stance had been uncompromising. How had he changed so quickly in just one night?
On closer thought, everyone's Dao heart was different. They could not force everyone to defend the Dao fearlessly. Perhaps giving some of them their freedom was a good thing?
Would this prevent problems after Divine Firmament Mountain's disciples and followers entered Four-Rules Mountain?
The feeling of being watched interrupted Luo Bin's thoughts.
Luo Bin gathered himself. The dozen or so Real Person elders were all watching him, their eyes straying more often toward the blood-written letter in his hand.
He drew a deep breath, then exhaled.
Luo Bin handed the letter to Bai Lushu.
Bai Lushu's hands trembled slightly. He did not even dare grip the letter firmly.
Several other Real Person elders moved to approach, but Bai Xingtai swept a cold gaze over them and said quietly, "Everyone will get to read it. It's only a matter of who goes first. How dare you behave so improperly before the Abbey Master's Yin Spirit corpse?"
Only then did those Real Person elders settle down.
By the time everyone had read the letter, each wore a different expression.
They first bowed to Seven Dust Taoist's Yin Body corpse, then hurriedly stepped back and walked toward the disciples and followers.
In the distance, Si Yan and Bai Xian watched them. Neither woman came