Sacrifice

More importantly, it was about the method.

Jian Wushuang rubbed his chin as he watched them, one by one, tense up as if they were struggling with some internal conflict.

Especially Guardian Yunhai—his talent was mediocre.

At this moment, he was debating whether to play dumb or to directly agree with Jian Wushuang.

If he played dumb, he couldn't be sure whether Jian Wushuang would make a move against them.

If he agreed with Jian Wushuang, he was certain that Jian Wushuang would help him undergo the sacrifice, allowing him to soar and become a Heaven-defying Dao Master. In the entire Ancient Domain World, he would even be able to contend with an Emperor.

But he was still hesitating.

Because the stakes were too high.

Who would willingly cut off their own future?