Cultivators who manage to reach Fifth Grade are viewed by others as towering mountains.
But when mountain ranges gather, there are still differences in heights.
"There you have it, the chaotic trends of the age are unstoppable, and there's no one to counter the Three Religions. Where in the world is there a perfect solution? Since we cannot win, we must at least drag the opponent down with us."
Yang Mingli finally let out a breath: "I sent that Ape Demon back to let the world see where this calamity actually comes from. They think they can cultivate enemies for their own strength? Wishful thinking!"
If the common folk lose faith in the Imperial Court, at most it will weaken the Emperor's Aura, but this aura absolutely cannot be consumed by those cultivators from the Three Religions. Only then can the Imperial Court retain enough leeway.
"Many people will die," Feng Xi closed her eyes.
