When Wuxian revealed his suspicions, both Shang Wanfeng and Jiang Xinyuan's faces turned ashen.
No method could bury secrets more thoroughly than overturning everything.
If the Heavenly Dao could be overthrown, those two naturally wouldn't want anyone else to find out.
By removing all rules, no cultivator would ever threaten them again.
"What if it's true?"
Shang Wanfeng's face gradually turned pale. If Wuxian's conjectures came true, they wouldn't survive.
This was something he found hard to accept.
It seemed no one could accept such an outcome.
"Then what do we do?"
Jiang Xinyuan couldn't help but ask. The longer one lives, the more they fear death, especially at their level.
Death seemed like something they'd never crossed paths with.
But if it truly struck, the horror would come crashing down like waves, set to engulf them.
Ironically, as Jiang Xinyuan spoke, his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Shang Wanfeng glanced over and couldn't help but say,
