But his master really knew how to pick his opponent. His Martial Uncle Laozi had a supreme technique that let one saint equal four, while he himself could no longer summon his avatars.
That meant he alone would have to face seven saints.
One against seven-the pressure was anything but ordinary.
"Uh... Master!"
"Martial Uncle Supreme's cultivation has improved considerably over all these years. Can I really handle four on my own?"
Xian Junyu sounded somewhat speechless.
Taiqing Laozi was the foremost saint of the Heavenly Dao. He reckoned Laozi's cultivation had already reached the Saint Realm Ninth Heaven, putting them on equal footing in terms of their major realm.
"Why couldn't you? Your cultivation is higher than your master's. If you don't go, who will?"
Tongtian spoke as though it were perfectly natural.
Clearly, he also knew that his cultivation could not match his eldest brother Laozi's. Only his sword formation gave him an advantage.
His disciple, on the other hand, had higher cultivation. Facing his eldest brother would not be much of a problem.
"..."
"All right, Master. Whatever you say!"
At this, Xian Junyu could only shake his head with a helpless, bitter smile.
This battle probably would not end so easily. He could not stop; it would depend on what his Martial Uncle Laozi had in mind.
Jin Ling came over to her senior brother's side and whispered:
"Senior Brother, are you confident about fighting four on your own?"
At her words, Tongtian also looked over.
"What confidence could I have? In the past, I would certainly have been completely confident. But now... their cultivation has all risen. To be honest, I'm not confident!"
"Still, gaining an advantage over me won't be that easy, either. You don't need to worry!"
Xian Junyu spoke calmly.
With their