"Back then, he had clearly let those words slip on purpose!"
"It was a trap, waiting for us to walk into it—especially me! Because the Chan Teachings were the real thorn in the Jie Sect's side, the one they wanted to remove!"
"This entire affair was Tongtian putting on an act!"
Outrageous!
That brat Tongtian deserved nothing less than death!
What Yuanshi had realized, the other four Saints naturally realized as well.
They had been played like monkeys without even knowing it, and had watched the spectacle with great interest.
Even with the steady Dao hearts of Saints, their blood surged and fury scorched their hearts at this moment!
Hongjun looked at the disciple he had once cherished and indulged most, his heart filled with complicated emotions.
Tongtian's acceptance of Jiang Ziya as a personal disciple had definitely not been a chance encounter.
On the surface, it looked as though they had met by coincidence, but in truth, it was very likely a long-laid scheme.
The most pressing question now was this: how had Tongtian determined that Jiang Ziya, an ordinary mortal, would become the person destined for the calamity of the Investiture of the gods, and the wielder of the Investiture of the Gods List, when even he, the Heavenly Dao's representative, had remained in the dark?
Hongjun had repeatedly deduced the matter. Jiang Ziya not only lacked any foundation in cultivation, but was also an utterly ordinary Human Race man with mediocre talent and dull comprehension.
Had he not suddenly been granted the body of one destined for the calamity, let alone a sect leader as discerning as Tongtian, whose disciples were filled with outstanding talents, even an ordinary minor sect would likely not have accepted him.
Much less made him the direct personal disciple of the Saint