"What nonsense are you spouting?"
"Why can't I change my path to 'By Strength, Prove the Dao'?"
"Must having a Dao partner mean staying together for a lifetime?"
Lord Mingluo's voice was slightly angry: "Can an old man not make friends? Must I report to you, my disciple?"
This isn't a big problem, and there's no direct evidence of damaging the Well of Gods and Demons.
It's like the West Sacred Mother Queen; just a statement of entering the river of time and personally witnessing you damaging the Well of Gods and Demons is enough to shut down any argument.
Lord Mingluo knew that once admitting this matter, the disciple without much master-disciple sentiment would undoubtedly take action immediately.
Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor is the best proof.
"Sometimes, no evidence is needed; suspicion alone is enough to kill."
"Do I need to bring your helper along too? Only then will you give up!"
"Rest assured, none of you will escape."
