The old man's emotions were impossibly tangled!
He desperately wanted to ask Ye Li something.
If he was this powerful, why hadn't he said so sooner?!
No, wait. It seemed he actually had...
The old man simply hadn't believed him!
At that thought, his regret grew even deeper!
Had he known how powerful this man was, he would never have made those unnecessary moves!
"Venerable Immortal!"
The Third Elder opened his mouth, intending to spout some nonsense about having had no choice.
But when the words reached his lips, they all turned into a stream of incoherent pleas for mercy:
"P-please, have mercy, Venerable Immortal!"
"I truly only believed that Beast Venerable's lies because of a momentary lapse in judgment!"
"Please, for the sake of all the years I've toiled for the stockade, give me another chance..."
As he spoke, he didn't even dare lift his head to look at the Daoist.
Nor did he have the presence of mind to consider that his years of hard work had absolutely nothing to do with the man.
He could only hear that godlike voice slowly speaking above his head:
"There's no need to be so spineless."
"Today, death is your only fate."
Ye Li's voice was soft, yet it shook the old man so deeply that tears streamed down his face.
He knew he really was going to die!
Ye Li knew what this Third Elder was thinking.
He simply believed that he, too, had acted for the stockade's good.
He thought Ye Li's origins were unknown, and that Ye Li might not win.
If Ye Li had killed the Beast Venerable beforehand and placed its head before everyone in the stockade, wouldn't that have put them completely at ease?
Ye Li had seen far too much of this hedging one's