Wu Rong narrowed his eyes.
The struggle of the Great Dao was no child's play. He absolutely could not retreat.
Once he yielded, the Dao of the underworld would be unable to carry through, and it would be unable to help his master become Emperor.
This was a matter of fundamental nature.
Let alone facing the Myriad Laws Sect—even if it were the Daoist Sect or the Western Heaven, his attitude could not possibly soften.
He could already imagine that the Myriad Laws Sect would surely come to demand an explanation.
"This subject believes that this matter should still be reported to the sect, so we may contend with them," Elder Qiu said with cupped hands.
Wu Rong had intended to refuse, but considering the vast disparity in strength, he ultimately nodded. "Very well."
Master Ru Zang bowed. "This matter is not without room for negotiation."
"Oh?"
Wu Rong was immediately surprised. Could it be that Master Ru Zang had some good method?
Ru Zang declared loudly, "It is true that the Myriad Laws Sect wishes to uphold the order between immortals and mortals. However, the souls we have drawn away all belonged to dead mortals. We did not kill people to seize their souls. On the contrary, we have followed the supreme principle of Heaven and Earth, preventing more wandering souls from turning into vicious ghosts and endangering the mortal world."
Wu Rong's eyes lit up. This was indeed a good reason.
This was what the underworld had been doing all along.
"In truth, the crux is not that we interfered with the mortal realm. It is that we drew away cultivators' souls, and that is what brought us into conflict with them."
"Exactly." Wu Rong clapped his hands in praise.
"How should we respond to the Myriad Laws