Boom——!
In the distant sky, the rumbling sound of thunder echoed across the darkened heavens, the booming noise reaching the city walls, reflecting the myriad expressions of sentient beings, shaking the Dao hearts of all.
Until this moment, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice still resonated in many people's ears, like a great bell that thundered far louder than the storm.
In place, the figure of the Shenyao Sect cultivator had already turned around, seemingly having made up his mind the moment his words fell.
However, after his reprimand, before he could finish speaking, he heard Chu Weiyang's words. His feet felt as if they were nailed to the ground, and his turning form could not leave.
If it were other sect cultivators who heard Chu Weiyang's words, they would merely dismiss it as nonsense, scoffing and not taking it to heart.
But when these words fell into the ears of the Shenyao Sect cultivator, it was no longer a situation where the Dao heart was clouded; it had to be a situation where the Dao heart was clouded!
Success and failure both stem from emotions.