"An ordinary Cultivator's Divine Soul would be instantly crushed by that rampaging Demon Intent, turning them into a monster that knows only slaughter."
He paused, and a dark undercurrent seemed to swirl in the depths of his cyan-gold eyes.
"But if one's will is firm enough, and their Dao Foundation stable enough... it might be worth a try."
Master Revolving Wheel's pair of ghostly green eyes were now locked onto Qi Yun.
The corners of his mouth, as dry as old tree bark, slowly pulled into a thin smile as he let out a hoarse, low chuckle.
"Sect Leader Qi, are you saying... you will personally bear the power of a million?"
Qi Yun did not answer.
He simply stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the vast golden light.
That silence was his answer.
San Si Master, Lady Jiu Li, and Master Revolving Wheel—the three Great Masters exchanged a look.
They saw the complexity in one another's eyes.
