Inside the Purple Cloud Palace.
Heavenly Dao Hongjun was watching the show. He was also quite curious—curious how Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti intended to break the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
After all.
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation carried the legend that four Saints could not break it, and he himself had spoken that legend.
Therefore.
He was very curious.
What could Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti possibly use to break this sword formation?
"Master, save us!"
When Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti's voices entered the Purple Cloud Palace and echoed throughout Chaos, Hongjun could not help but stare blankly.
What was this situation? Sitting peacefully at home, only for trouble to fall from the sky? He had still been wondering how Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti would break the formation. He had not expected them to be so utterly shameless as to call out to him for help.
This move was truly something else.
So much so that Hongjun did not know what to say.
But upon thinking it over carefully, it made sense.
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation required four Saints to break it. What could Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti possibly use to break it on their own? Either they bowed their heads to Sect Master Tongtian.
Or they sought help from him, their master.
Clearly.
Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti had chosen the latter and had not begged Sect Master Tongtian for mercy.
Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti's plea for help left Hongjun somewhat dumbfounded. Should he save them?
Or should he not? That truly was a choice.
"Alas."
Hongjun sighed. "Although Jieyin and Zhunti are shameless beyond all limits, I have to admit that they are indeed clever."
In the end.
Hongjun vanished from the Purple Cloud Palace.
He had no choice but to save