Jieyin looked solemn and dignified, utterly sacred.
And though his words sounded like advice, they were in fact far more vicious.
Dissipate his own Dao Fruit-how was that any different from dying?
He merely wanted to squeeze every last drop of value out of Gu Changqing.
Saint Zhunti chuckled, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand swept out a beam of Seven-Colored Divine Light.
It completely sealed off the last sliver of breathing room around Gu Changqing.
"You are mistaken, Dao Brother. How can such a fiend be allowed to remain in this world? In my view, we should simply kill him outright and imprison his divine soul beneath the Nine Netherworlds, denying him rebirth for all eternity. Only then can we be certain."
Three Sages: one passed judgment, one urged surrender, and one demanded his death.
They worked together seamlessly.
They placed themselves on the moral high ground, branding Gu Changqing an evil demon who had to be eradicated.
Only Saint Taishang, who governed through nonaction, remained silent from beginning to end.
He merely stood there quietly, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head releasing ten thousand streams of mysterious yellow qi, utterly suppressing every variable in this stretch of space-time.
His silence exerted the greatest pressure of all.
His presence meant that there was no longer any way to break this death trap!
As Gu Changqing listened to the three Sages, the drunken expression on his face did not change in the slightest.
He even had the leisure to raise the Wine Gourd at his waist again, tilt his head back, and take a long swig.
"Burp..."
A resounding wine burp sounded so jarring, so... grating in this apocalyptic world steeped in murderous tension.
Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi's face twitched almost imperceptibly.
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