The lake was calm, with scarcely a ripple. Sunlight fell across it, glittering in tiny flecks.
The great tree reflected on its surface looked utterly real.
Jiang Man sat beneath the tree, watching the lake. He casually picked up a stone and tossed it in. Ripples spread in rings, shattering the tree's reflection. He had heard Ting Fengyin speak of his indolence many times.
He had long since stopped feeling anything about it.
Back then, he truly could not have killed both of them.
Had the Bai Family Ancestor not self-destructed, there would indeed have been a chance. Once he did, staying alive was the only option.
Escaping had already been an immense stroke of luck.
Unlike Qing Dai, who had died right there.
"Senior, can I still take action in the future?" Jiang Man asked.
The people who came out all had Primordial Spirit cultivation, whereas he was now at Return to the Void.
Killing Primordial Spirit cultivators at Return to the Void would change the nature of things.
They would be easy to kill, but that would rely on his realm.
It would not make those people accept defeat wholeheartedly.
"Killing across realms?" Ting Fengyin shook his head as he drank Sweet Dew. "Then you won't be able to withstand their retaliation. The Bai Family Ancestor will still exercise restraint now, but if a Return to the Void cultivator kills someone at Primordial Spirit, restraint won't come so easily."
"Then should I suppress my cultivation?" Jiang Man asked again.
Ting Fengyin shook his head. "Forget it. I'll see about moving them up to the Ascension Stage."
Jiang Man fell silent.
The Ascension Stage?
The stronger they were, the more power they could unleash.
He already struggled so much against them at Primordial Spirit, let alone the Ascension Stage.