"Do you really believe I can beak the seals with just a thought?"
Ye Futian spoke to those around him but saw the determinations in their eyes as they moved toward him.
Apparently, they totally believed it.
The monks from the Mountain Realm somehow appeared next to Ye Futian. These monks were treacherous and may have gotten some clues before. Thus, they believed even more that it was Ye Futian's doing all along. Ye Futian might have set the whole thing up to cause the decimation of the cultivators from the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty and to exhaust their strength in the process.
"My Lord Ye, don't you think we are sincere in our attitude?" said the monk of Shenxing Clan next to him.
Ye Futian narrowed his eyes to look at the monk next to him and cursed the bald donkey in his heart. What he said had sold him out completely, with no chance for explanation.
He would have no choice but to own up to it.
