Watching them float away, Huang Zhengyang felt helpless.
Both sides believe the other is stubborn and hard to convince.
Brother Chu and I think they are ignorant and fearless, overly confident.
While they see Brother Chu and myself as too timid and cowardly, lacking the boldness of a cultivator.
Neither side can persuade the other, but fortunately, they know their limits and act according to orders.
Chu Zhiyuan watched them depart, shaking his head.
These eight tributes are still shrewd.
Though they don't believe what I say and secretly laugh at my cowardice, they didn't say it outright.
Otherwise, I'd have no choice but to meet them head-on, lest it disgrace the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"Is there really no other way?" Huang Zhengyang looked persistently at the distant black dot: "Do we just watch as it grows stronger?"
Once the Undying Evil Venerable Statue descends, its power will grow increasingly stronger.
