But soon, everyone understood why Li Zhiyue had become so calm.
"What!? You're saying you want to enter the Boundless Sea, to kill the Water Devil and avenge Li Shiting!?"
"No way!" Seeing Li Zhiyue with a face like frost and emanating an icy aura, Li Shiqing decisively refused, pleading with her: "You must understand, within the Monohorn Behemoth clan there are fourth-order, and even fifth-order Great Devils; though you've broken through to the Golden Core, you would still be like a moth to a flame, seeking your own demise!"
"Moreover, Shiting wouldn't want you to be consumed by hatred, and even lose your life over it," Li Shilian also persuaded from the side.
Li Zhiyue not only hadn't accepted Li Shiting's death, but it had also become an obsession. She blamed the death of Li Shiting entirely on the Monohorn Behemoth clan.
"Zhiyue begs you, Uncle!" Li Zhiyue knelt down resolutely, with a determined face she said, "If you don't agree, I will kneel here and not rise!"