But reality was cruel.
The situation no longer afforded the Sword Ancestor much time for reflection.
With the Wrathful Dharma Bodhisattva stomped to death in full view of everyone.
The remaining members of the so-called Star Sea coalition could not impede the Dao-Robed Youth's advance in the slightest!
"..."
In just a few breaths.
The Sword Ancestor felt a chill run down his spine.
That mountain-heavy killing intent had already settled on him!
It felt as though a savage beast from the primordial wilderness had fixed its gaze on him, making even his soul tremble.
"It seems there's no avoiding this."
The Sword Ancestor exhaled a stale breath, forcibly suppressing the sense of danger screaming its warnings in his heart.
He slowly turned to face the spear-wielding youth approaching through the air, forcing a smile onto his aged face.
"Prefect Ye, impressive work."
He cupped his hands slightly, adopting a deeply humble posture:
"However, I have something to say as well."
"From beginning to end, I have never harmed so much as a blade of grass or a tree belonging to your Xuanjian Mansion. I have never even uttered a threat of war."
"I only came along with Wrathful Dharma to see what was happening."
At this point, the Sword Ancestor raised his eyes and looked tentatively at Ye Li, his smile gentle:
"Prefect Ye, is there truly no room for leniency?"
He tried to reason with him.
After all, unlike the Wrathful Dharma Bodhisattva, he was the true sole authority of the Universal Sword Tomb!
His cultivation and combat strength surpassed the other's by far more than a little.
If Ye Li truly wanted to kill him, he would have to break a few teeth in the process.
Besides, his opponent had attained divine mastery of the Martial Dao.