"Zhirui, do you really think Shen Leishan is going to go through with this?" After finishing the small talk with everyone else, Li Shiqing approached Li Zhirui and asked with concern.
"It's not impossible," Li Zhirui replied with a wry smile. "After all, Shen Leishan is not one to show mercy."
In Shen Leishan's view, as long as the problem of the Yin Wind Cave could be solved quickly, it didn't matter what means were used. It didn't matter how many cultivators died; they weren't disciples of their own sect.
Even if they were, it wouldn't matter. As long as the high-level cultivators were still around, a large number of disciples could be trained in just a few years.
"The already perilous great battle has now turned into a situation where, for most cultivators, survival is a slim hope against all odds!"
Li Zhirui took a deep breath and said, "Uncle, now that things have come to this, all we can do is give it our best effort."
