Kaitian vomited a mouthful of blood, "You planned this all along."
A hundred years ago, Lian Tian and Min Tian died tragically. Despite their grief, the ancestral rules could not be broken, and the Heavenly Dao Palace must always have twelve Supreme Elders. He discussed with the sect leader about selecting new Supreme Elders, but Hen Tian obstructed the process, delaying the matter until now.
Hentian laughed wildly, "It's just being prepared for a rainy day."
Kaitian and the others lay on the ground, barely alive. The [Judgment] formation had shattered, and the backlash from the array had left them severely injured. Hearing Hentian's words, they were so angry that they vomited blood several more times.
"It's my fault," the sect leader of Li Tian Dao Palace said remorsefully.
Hentian took a step forward and struck the crown of the head of the Litian Dao Palace with a palm. "It is indeed your fault. Go to hell and repent to your ancestors."
The head of the Heavenly Dao Palace rolled his eyes back and died with his eyes wide open.
"Hate Heaven, how dare you!" Kaitian was consumed by rage, determined to exchange his life for another.
Hentian glanced at Kaitian, "I don't want to kill you, don't force me."
Kaitian took good care of him when he was young; it could be said that without Kaitian, there would be no Hentian.
Kaitian opened his mouth, but found that Shitian and Chuangtian beside him had pulled him back. They shook their heads and blinked vigorously, urging Kaitian to hold his temper. The sect leader was already dead, and if these elders were to make any further mistakes, the Heavenly Dao Palace would surely descend into chaos and would soon perish.
To distance himself from the Heavenly Palace, Kaitian turned his head away.
"Hate Heaven, you..."
Instead of attacking Kaitian and his people, Hentian killed some of his close associates, such as the Supreme Elder Zaotian and Shatian.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Rong Tian remained motionless, yet they witnessed everything that was happening at Hentian's place.
"What is Hentian doing?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.
Both Zaotian and Shatian were his men, how could he bring himself to do it? Well, it's not surprising that someone like him would turn against his own people. What Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't understand was why he let Kaitian and the others go; those people genuinely wanted him dead.
Rong Tian smiled and said, "I can guess a bit of what he's thinking."
Hentian always considered himself a member of the Litian Dao Palace, and he did not want the Litian Dao Palace to be destroyed because of him.
Demonic slaughter? Righteous justice? In reality, they were all just a bunch of bandits fighting each other for profit. When the Heavenly Dao Palace weakened, they attacked with their massive armies, dividing up the spoils. The Heavenly Dao Palace disintegrated, disappearing without a trace in the sands of time.
"This guy still has some conscience." Ji Xiaoxiao turned her gaze, and Hentian was walking towards them step by step.
"Venerable Rongtian, please make your move," Hentian said, bowing.
Rong Tian shook his head. "I won't make a move."
Ji Xiaoxiao stepped forward and said, "This is my business, it's none of his concern."
Hentian looked at Ji Xiaoxiao with a furrowed brow. "I know I am going to die today, but Venerable Rongtian, you don't need to humiliate me with a woman."
Hentian believed himself to be a hero of the world, and that he should compete with the heroes of the world for the Central Plains, not play house with a woman.
They look down on women and hate the heavens.
Ji Xiaoxiao chuckled a few times, her face thick with gloom. She didn't bother arguing with Hentian, but instead took out a disc and sent it into the sky. The disc spun, growing larger and larger until it seemed poised to swallow the heavens and earth.
"Come out!" Ji Xiaoxiao said in a deep voice.
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