Pathetically Weak

"Big Brother!"

Feeling the oppressive pressure radiating from Tai Ming, Yuanshi's body trembled involuntarily. Was he... actually afraid?

Was there terror in his heart?

He subconsciously looked at Taishang beside him. "Big Brother, this power... is no longer something we saints can fathom! That aura is simply too much stronger!"

As the master of the Chan Sect, the Yuqing Saint, and self-proclaimed Pangu Orthodox Lineage, when had he ever lost his composure like this?

Yet at this moment, facing the might pressing down from Tai Ming, his Dao Heart was actually somewhat unstable.

Taishang Laozi wore a gloomy expression. How could he not feel it?

However, he did not voice his thoughts, slowly turning instead to look into the distance toward Dao Ancestor Hongjun over there.

He was waiting, waiting for his master to make a decision!

At that moment, Hongjun's complexion was incomparably unsightly, his gaze locked fixedly on everyone amidst the battlefield.

Countless thoughts surged through his mind.

Step in and intervene?

Continue to watch from the sidelines?

Suddenly, the voice of the Heavenly Dao rang out. "Hongjun, all of you get far away now. Do not stay here. We do not need to meddle in the battle between them; this is also the will of the Great Dao!"

"The Great Dao?"

Hongjun's expression shifted. He had not expected the instructions of the Great Dao to appear.

"Heavenly Dao, what is the plan of the Great Dao?"

The Heavenly Dao let out a cold snort. "Do not ask what should not be asked. You only need to do what you are supposed to do; the rest does not require your management."

Are you kidding me? How could he dare not execute the words spoken by the Great Dao?

"Understood."

Hongjun nodded, turning to look at Taishang, Yuanshi, Jieyin,