It's a pity these people don't understand.
"Hmph, those with different paths cannot work together." Xiaoyao Zi snorted coldly. "You don't resent the foolish Emperor, nor the corrupt officials, nor the bloodthirsty tyrants. Instead, you resent the starving peasants, blame them for causing chaos, and hate them for killing the Emperor."
"Make your move."
Crash!
Without further words, Wang Qii acted instantly.
The conflict over ideologies inherently leads to a battle of life and death.
Wang Qii follows his own Great Dao. No matter how self-righteous others may sound, it cannot sway his resolve.
If he were so easily moved by a few words, he wouldn't have grown to this point.
Boom!
The Yin Yang Grinding Plate descended.
This time, Wang Qii did not hold back.
Shadows enveloped a range of hundreds of meters, pressing down like a colossal mountain.
"What a pity." Xiaoyao Zi closed his eyes.
