"Master, should we save them?"
George watched as the Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island below were about to be defeated and asked Tongtian Sect Master.
Tongtian Sect Master waved his hand.
"They defied my decree and joined the Investiture of the Gods War. They also lost fairly in a duel against Chan Sect disciples. They deserve to be listed in the Investiture of the Gods."
In his view, this was a normal possibility in the Investiture of the Gods War, not some scheme by the Chan Sect.
A loss was a loss. As the mighty Tongtian Sect Master, how could he bully the young with his seniority?
Nor could he let George intervene, or his two senior brothers might notice something amiss.
For now, they needed to remain hidden in the shadows to catch evidence against those two senior brothers.
If those two senior brothers violated the agreement made when drafting the Investiture of the Gods and personally intervened to deliberately use Jie Sect disciples to fill its ranks...
Then he would not be courteous with them.
George said nothing more. At this point, it truly was not the best time to make a move.
But that was fine. The opportunity would arrive soon enough.
Facing Manjushri Guangfa Heavenly Venerate, True Man Samantabhadra, the equally formidable Deer Boy and Crane Boy, Jiang Ziya wielding the God-Beating Whip, and the exotic beast Dragon Beard Tiger...
The Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island were naturally no match. Before long, their physical bodies were destroyed, and their souls were sent to the Investiture of the Gods.
Without the aid of the Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island, the Shang army was no match for the Western Qi army. Their commander, Zhang Guifang, died in battle.
When Wen Zhong learned that the Jie