The Heavenly Dao Diagram swung open, rolled up, and surrounded everyone. Even the color of the sky around them changed.
Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an illusory world.
At that moment, an elderly man in Daoist robes, with the bearing of an immortal, stood atop a mountain peak, gazing at the Heavenly Dao with melancholy eyes.
Zhao Ritian sidled closer to Long Aotian. "Master changed clothes. He's pretending to have presence again."
Long Aotian glanced at him. "Go over there and say it. Louder."
Zhao Ritian clicked his tongue. "I'm not as stupid as you."
Hun Tiangang looked at the sky and said sternly, "You three, kneel."
Lu Chengwen dropped to his knees with a thud, without the slightest hesitation—he was even down before Hun Tiangang finished saying the word "kneel."
Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian followed right after him, hurriedly kneeling as well.
The Three Brothers knelt in a row.
Zhao Ritian leaned toward Lu Chengwen. "Master told us to kneel, and he's over there looking at the sky. He wouldn't just forget about us, would he?"
Lu Chengwen glanced at him and said nothing.
Hun Tiangang slowly turned around.
"The heavenly pillars have shifted, and the Heavenly Dao has become difficult to fathom. You three have caused a great disaster. You deserve punishment."
The Three Brothers looked utterly baffled, having no idea what disaster they had caused.
Zhao Ritian said, "Master, isn't it just the Elder Council? Poop-Spraying Dragon is definitely going to take over it sooner or later. It's fine, don't worry. Worst case, I, the Scorching Sun War God, can give him a hand. As long as he doesn't have a Path to Death, I'll—"
"Shut up."
Hun Tiangang said coldly, "You relied on your own courage and strength, charging around recklessly, smashing