"Why do you have the right to command me?" Sword Venerate's attitude was clear, although I belong to the Immortal World, where I am is my freedom. Who are you to question me?
"Sword Venerate, don't be too arrogant. Given that we all originate from the same Immortal World we are just asking you a question. Otherwise—hmph."
Who says that an Immortal Venerable must have intelligence proportional to their strength? The Immortal Venerable speaking now is clearly another fool.
It really isn't his fault though; the Immortal World is now on the verge of shattering, a fragmentation from the periphery to the core. Everyone is trapped in this situation, and even the Immortal Venerables do not have the authority to bring their entire families into the Mortal World.
