As Si Chou finished speaking, Lü Yang's expression tensed. His mind raced, pondering the entity's words. 'What does he mean, no more Nascent Soul Dao Practice is being passed down?'
"I mean it literally."
Si Chou gave a cold smile. Having been exposed by Lü Yang, he clearly had no intention of pretending anymore. He laid his cards on the table, following Lü Yang's train of thought as he spoke.
"After all, when the final battle was over, those of us who could die, died. Those who could flee, fled. The Immortal Pivot was carved up and divided, and the new order was set. Why would the victors allow anyone else to get a piece of the pie? It's the classic case of boiling the hound once the rabbit is caught, of storing the bow once the birds are all shot down. If the Nascent Soul Dao Practice were allowed to spread, it would only become a source of future chaos."
These words sent shockwaves through Lü Yang's mind.
'The new order was set?'
