Chapitre 850: Crazy Plan

The Darkest Sun turned toward my projection, fury and disbelief flashing in his eyes. "Who are you to tell me what to do, Shen Bao?" His voice thundered through the communicator like a storm breaking the heavens. His anger was palpable, scorching like the solar flares of a star about to erupt.

My heart pounded, but I stood firm. This wasn't the time to mince words. "You damn fool!" I snapped, my own frustration bubbling over. Even as the words left my mouth, I knew the audacity it took to talk back to a Sun Stage cultivator like that, but the stakes were too high to be polite. "If you exile that thing into the Vast Expanse, do you know what will happen?! It will turn everything—everyone—into Rakshasa!"