[No...]
At this moment, Grand Preceptor Hong's aura is weakening, his face growing even older, forcing him to take a step back, causing the bindings that suppressed An Jing to dissipate along with the Unity Star: [You have no idea what you've done... Those Emperor's Blood have been mixed with 'poison', just like the Heavenly Officials. If allowed to be absorbed upon the Holy Ancestor's resurrection, it would weaken Him instead.]
[Although I don't know if this scheme will work, by killing them, you've rendered it useless!]
"Poison?" An Jing was slightly stunned, quickly recalling the Holy Demon of the Tianyuan Realm, who had become shortsighted and foolish from absorbing too many opportunists and impostors, suddenly realizing: "I see now, no wonder the Da Chen court is filled with imbeciles, turns out you were preparing a spiced banquet for the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony."
