Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.
The main hall was magnificent, filled with splendor and grandeur. Qi Lijing sat cross-legged on the Sect Master's throne, with numerous meditation cushions arranged neatly before him.
Yet the palace was utterly empty. Apart from several golden furnaces sending up purple clouds of smoke, there was not a single disciple in sight. Not to mention the attendants standing outside—the six immortals serving the Sect Master were nowhere nearby either.
Purple qi came from the east, and clouds and rosy light stretched for thousands of miles.
Two figures landed before Biyou Palace. Laozi and Primordial Heavenly Venerate strode inside, and when they saw how deserted the place was, both felt their hearts jolt.
Biyou Palace was far too quiet today. Looking at Sect Master Tongtian sitting cross-legged with a sword resting across his knees, they could not help having the absurd thought that this might be a trap.
Even if there was a trap, so what? With the two Saints joining forces, they could break it with a wave of their hands.
Laozi and Primordial Heavenly Venerate were immensely powerful. Either one of them could stand against Sect Master Tongtian without fear. Laozi in particular stood at the pinnacle of the Saints, both in strength and status.
If Primordial Heavenly Venerate and Sect Master Tongtian fought, they would trade blows evenly, perhaps six to four, with neither able to do much to the other—though Primordial Heavenly Venerate was slightly stronger.
Laozi, however, held the upper hand without question. With the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda alone hovering above his head, Sect Master Tongtian could not break through his defenses. After unleashing a barrage as fierce as a tiger, he would be exhausted to the bone, only to look back and find the old man calmly