The Great Success Cultivator could no longer maintain his demeanor, and shouted hoarsely, "Don't do that... I will find a way to plead for you to the Taoyuan Village Master, opening a passage to the 'Paradise,' allowing you to integrate into the dream network while keeping your souls intact... I beg you, don't kill me!"
He seemed to genuinely believe in the "Paradise," even at this point, he was still using this to plead for his life.
"I actually have no opinion about your 'Paradise.' A lie carried to the end becomes truth, a dream that never awakens is another form of reality... I think your theory is feasible. As long as you won't regret it, you can pursue whatever you desire," I said, "But I'm not interested in that sort of thing. So, farewell."
After speaking, I suddenly exerted force with my palm.
Whether mortal or at the Great Success Rank, brain tissue is fragile. The brain of the Great Success Cultivator was instantly ignited and crushed by me, losing all vitality.