Tongtian: Please Show My Interception Sect a Clear Path, Fellow Daoist

Golden Ao Island.

Jade Palace.

After all the disciples of the Interception Sect had withdrawn, the spacious hall returned to its former silence.

The Tongtian Sect Master sat alone on the High Platform, his figure appearing somewhat Guji.

The confident, even arrogant, faces of his disciples kept flashing through his mind.

no.

We can't just sit here and wait to die!

The Interception Sect was the culmination of countless Eon, and it must not be lost in this Tribulation.

After a long silence, he finally made up his mind.

Now, we must go find Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming.

The Interception Sect is now an enemy of the entire world.

He had to make plans in advance to find a way out for those tens of thousands of disciples and ensure that the Interception Sect could safely weather this Tribulation.

Once this thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

With a swift movement, the Master of the Tongtian Sect Master vanished silently from the Jade Palace, heading straight towards Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall.

Houtu and Zhou Ming were sitting quietly in the hall, their Surrounding Body exuding Dao Rhyme that blended seamlessly with the atmosphere of the entire Pangu Hall.

Suddenly, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time.

A hint of surprise appeared on Houtu's face.

"Oh, didn't you just visit Fellow Daoist Tongtian on Golden Ao Island a while ago, Elder Brother?"

"Huh, why is he heading towards the Pangu Hall?"

Zhou Ming's face showed no surprise whatsoever, as if everything was under his control.

"He must have returned from the Purple Cloud Palace."

"It seems that the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Beating Whip have truly fallen into the hands of the Clarify Sect."

Upon hearing Houtu, Houtu instantly understood the cause and effect, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

"I see."

"My Elder Brother's prophecy has come true once again."

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Tongtian has come to seek help from my Elder Brother."

Her words carried a hint of emotion.

Even Saint, under the calculations of Heavenly Dao, is still not free to control his own destiny.

"Congratulations, Elder Brother! You're one step closer to success."

Zhou Ming nodded slightly, not denying it.

"Great, we're one step closer to success."

"However, his arrival may not necessarily be to ask for help."

It hasn't gotten to that point yet.

"I suspect he came here primarily to inquire about matters related to the Tribulation, hoping to find a way to break the deadlock."

Tongtian was an arrogant man. Even though he had come to terms with reality, his Saint pride remained.

He would never easily bow down and ask for help until the very last moment.

Houtu nodded in agreement.

"What my Elder Brother says makes sense."

"But it was bound to happen sooner or later."

"His Interception Sect has too many enemies: Primordial Lord, Laozi, and the Dao Ancestor's schemes behind the scenes."

"Those two in the West will definitely not let this opportunity to kick someone when they're down pass by."

"He's just a Tongtian; he simply can't handle this."

"And it can't even protect his Interception Sect, Ten Thousand Immortals Paying Homage homage to him."

Zhou Ming nodded in agreement, acknowledging Houtu's statement.

The Tongtian Sect Master had no other choice.

If he doesn't want the Interception Sect to be destroyed, and doesn't want all his thousands of disciples to be Investiture of the Gods the Gods, then he has no choice but to come to me.

They have no choice but to cooperate with themselves.

Then, Zhou Ming slowly stood up.

"I'll go greet Fellow Daoist Tongtian."

"Alright, Elder Brother, go ahead," Houtu replied with a smile.

Pangu Hall.

The moment the figure of the Tongtian Sect Master stepped out of the void, he saw Zhou Ming already waiting in front of the palace gate, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Zhou Ming looked at him, his face bearing the same calm smile as always.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, how have you been?"

This simple greeting, however, filled the Tongtian Sect Master with a myriad of emotions.

He forcibly suppressed his surging thoughts and solemnly bowed to Zhou Ming.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming."

"I have come uninvited and have disturbed you greatly. I hope you will forgive me, fellow Daoist."

Zhou Ming casually waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you saying?"

There's no need for such formalities between us.

"Fellow Daoist, please come in."

Zhou Ming stepped aside and gestured for them to enter, then led the way into the Pangu Hall.

The Tongtian Sect Master followed closely behind.

Pangu Hall.

Zhou Ming, Houtu, Tongtian Tian sat separately around the rustic stone table.

The fragrant aroma of tea, carrying a calming and soothing atmosphere, filled the hall.

Zhou Ming personally poured Tongtian a cup of fragrant tea before slowly speaking.

"Fellow Daoist, your arrival at this time must mean that what I said before has come true?"

Upon hearing this, the Tongtian Sect Master's face revealed an undisguised bitterness.

"Yes."

"It is indeed as you said, fellow Daoist."

"I 'coincidentally' met Primordial Lord in front of the Purple Cloud Palace."

He also "coincidentally" found another disciple who possessed the "Auspicious sign of a flying bear," Shen Gongbao.

"In the end, the Dao Ancestor determined that Shen Gongbao was the true Person destined for the Tribulation, based on the fact that my disciple Jiang Ziya was not blessed by Heaven."

"The Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying God-Beating Whip naturally fell into the hands of the Clarify Sect."

He spoke calmly, as if he were recounting something completely unrelated to himself.

But Zhou Ming could sense the raging anger and resentment beneath that calm surface.

"I only truly understood at that moment."

"Our Interception Sect has long been outmaneuvered."

"Now, our Interception Sect is surrounded by enemies and is in grave danger."

Zhou Ming listened quietly, his face remaining completely expressionless.

All of this was within his expectations.

He waited until Tongtian finished speaking before slowly opening his own mouth.

"Now that you understand the current predicament of the Interception Sect, what are your plans?"

This question caused the Tongtian Sect Master to fall silent once again.

How to do it?

If he knew what to do, why would he have rushed to Buzhou Mountain?

The bitterness on the face of the Tongtian Sect Master grew even more pronounced.

He shook his head.

"To be honest, fellow Daoist..."

"This humble Daoist priest... does not know what to do now."

"Now, our Interception Sect is deeply mired in the vortex of this Tribulation. The secrets of Heavenly Secrets Chaos, the road ahead is uncertain, and I... can no longer see the direction."

At this point, he suddenly stood up from the Cushion.

Under the slightly surprised gazes of Zhou Ming and Houtu, this usually arrogant Saint actually bowed deeply to Zhou Ming.

"Therefore, I have come today specifically to seek your guidance, fellow Daoist."

"I implore you, fellow Daoist, to show my Interception Sect and my tens of thousands of disciples a clear path!"

The hall fell silent instantly.

Only the words of the Tongtian Sect Master, "Point out the way," still echoed in the hall for a long time.

Zhou Ming did not answer immediately.

He simply picked up the fragrant tea in front of him and took a small sip.

The rising steam from the tea blurred his expression.