They had never imagined that one day, they too would set foot upon this Golden Bridge.
The many disciples who had entered the myriad worlds turned their gazes toward Daoist Duobao, their hearts filled with boundless emotion.
Within Daoism,
below the eldest senior sister,
the Seven Little Ones held the highest status.
Senior Brother Duobao was one of the Seven Little Ones, and had always been inherently noble in their eyes.
Not to mention that before their departure, their eldest senior sister had specifically instructed this senior brother to look after them.
To be honest,
these disciples had occasionally seen the Seven Little Ones make a move, but they did not know their true strength. They only knew it was incredibly high.
Now that they had reached this critical moment of survival or destruction, they had indeed witnessed the might of the Seven Little Ones at once.
Now Zhunti had returned, and Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere. This was truly a critical juncture of survival or destruction.
Wait, why had I started reciting the Memorial on Sending Out the Army?
Mythic Three Kingdoms had already ended.
We do not even have a strategist here. Junior Brother Duobao, do your best. Eldest Senior Sister will not help you either!
"..."
Heh.
Within the Three Pure Ones Hall,
Supreme Pure Laozi and Upper Pure Master Tongtian exchanged a glance.
There was nothing wrong with what Qingqing said about a crisis, but the part about not having a strategist was just too fake.
Hadn't she, the eldest senior sister, become Duobao's strategist long ago?
Of course, if Qingqing refused to admit it, they could put a dog-head in front of it. But then the cats and dogs would suffer damage to their reputations.
Even if Qingqing was not a strategist, she was still Duobao's