"Perhaps, even if I were to concede, you still wouldn't get what you want."

Li Muyang glanced at a certain spot in the void, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

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Was this a concession or not?

The powerful figures exchanged glances, unable to fathom the deeper meaning behind Li Muyang's words.

"As long as the Sword Immortal steps back, we are willing to cooperate," said an old ancestor from a Sacred Ground.

The implication was clear: if they could see the Emperor's weapon fragment and study it together, the Sword Immortal could take the lead in other matters. They could find a way to spare Wu Junyan's life, even if it meant destroying his foundation and then rebuilding it together.

Compared to the Emperor's weapon fragment and that ancient, sealed history, any amount of resources was worth it.

"You old things, shamelessly trying to snatch the fortunes of the younger generation."

Li Muyang pointed his sword at the crowd and cursed.

"For the pursuit of the Great Dao, losing face is a small price to pay."

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