Back then, I didn't stop him from forming a golden core, and he still cut me with the Heavenly Intent One Knife and killed me afterward... Now, I severed his Dragon Pulse, almost causing his Condensing Pill to fail. Given his temperament, he probably regards me as an archenemy already, Xu Xing thought, various notions flashing through his mind.
What Deng An said was not without merit, but such matters depended on the individual. Some people were narrow-minded, while others were magnanimous. Coincidentally, Song Dao was one of the former; he was far from magnanimous.
It was just that the current circumstances were beyond his control. Even if he was a mortal emperor, he had to obey the edicts of the Immortal Sect and could not resist them easily. Resisting the edict meant directly challenging the dominion of the illustrious Flying Feather Immortal Palace. The potential loss far outweighed the gain! It would be losing a great deal for a trifle!