One should know that the Saintly Positions of the Primordial Wilderness had always been fixed in number: nine was the limit!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun occupied the first;
After him, the Six Saints had arisen in accordance with the Heavenly Dao;
After one strand of Primordial Violet Qi shattered, Empress Pingxin attained the Dao through the Earthly Dao, quietly filling another seat;
At that point, the Saintly Positions were full, with no vacancies remaining.
Yet the Dao Ancestor had now taken out another strand...
Why?
Haotian suddenly thought of Saint Zhunti, who had already been refined into a puppet, And cold sweat instantly drenched his back.
But in the next instant, a cold glint flashed through his eyes, and his expression turned resolute.
He knew full well that, having set foot on this path, there was no turning back.
The only path before him was to see it through to the end—follow Master closely and hold fast to the Heavenly Dao Camp. Only then would there be a glimmer of hope.
If he betrayed the Heavenly Dao, It was still unknown how the Heavenly Dao would punish him;
But Master would certainly leave him no way out!
He had witnessed the other party's ruthless methods far too many times.
If he were truly captured, even begging for death would likely become an extravagant hope!
Over the years, he had personally seen all sorts of methods Master used to mete out punishment;
The most horrifying had been during the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation—when the Dao Ancestor appeared to suppress the three Heavenly Dao Saints, his every gesture carrying an abyssal, unfathomable pressure!
And there was also the rumored "Saint-Slaying Pill"...
Haotian did not know whether Master still had any in his possession.
If he did, then even if Haotian were fortunate