Rejected?!
Ji Zhouyin's calm words exploded like thunder within the grand hall.
Fu Pinglan was momentarily stunned, his pupils suddenly constricting, looking at the Martial Ancestor before him in disbelief.
As a Martial Ancestor, to reject the decree of the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit was truly an act against the heavens!
The Heavenly Destiny True Spirit embodied martial will, was the root of Qi Fortune, defying its decree could result in mild punishment from heaven, severe backlash from martial Qi Fortune, and possibly even the loss of the Martial Ancestor position!
Has Ji Zhouyin gone mad? Why take such a risk?
The eyes of the two people beside him also showed shock.
As Fu Pinglan's mind was in turmoil, Ji Zhouyin's voice, as calm as an ancient well, sounded again:
"Now, with the Dao War imminent, if at this moment I were to cut you down, reclaim your half of Heaven's Fortune, and hastily select a new Martial Ancestor..."
