In Chaos.
Daoist Zhunti and Primeval Lord of Heaven were still locked in battle. Chaos trembled, the void shattered, and endless terrifying shockwaves swept outward.
Meanwhile, Daoist Jieyin and Taishang Laozi stared at each other, neither rushing to make a move.
"Hmm?"
Daoist Jieyin looked toward the Primordial World through Chaos.
He sensed that the grand formation formed by his Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus had been breached. No... to be precise.
It had not been broken. Rather, someone had briefly blasted open a gap in it. Daoist Jieyin looked at Taishang Laozi and said, "Fellow Daoist Taishang, did you leave behind a contingency?"
He and Daoist Zhunti had been held back by Taishang Laozi and Primeval Lord of Heaven and drawn into Chaos, and at this very moment, someone had just happened to attack Mount Sumeru of the Western Sect.
Could Taishang Laozi and Primeval Lord of Heaven truly have had no hand in this? No matter what, Daoist Jieyin refused to believe it.
"Indeed!"
Taishang Laozi nodded and admitted it. "You destroyed Chanjiao, so naturally the Western Sect must be used to repay the debt, must it not?"
"Moreover, the Western Sect alone is far from enough to settle that debt. If we can send the two of you onto the Investiture of the Gods List, then perhaps that Karma will disappear."
As he spoke, Taishang Laozi narrowed his eyes slightly at Daoist Jieyin.
"Hahaha..."
Upon hearing this, Daoist Jieyin burst into laughter, leaving Taishang Laozi somewhat bewildered. The Western Sect was about to be destroyed.
Yet Daoist Jieyin was laughing? What was he laughing about? Their very foundation was about to be ruined. What was there to laugh about? "What are you laughing at?"
Taishang Laozi frowned at Daoist Jieyin. Daoist Jieyin's laughter gave him a faint sense of