The two Sect Masters felt a heavy weight in their hearts. Su Yang's move this time was clearly not merely intended to stir up the great tide of the Investiture of Gods. There were likely still Killing Moves hidden beneath the surface, with undercurrents surging too fiercely to measure.
After hearing Zhunti's words, Daoist Jieyin's brows drew together like iron locks. His fingers unconsciously rolled the Buddhist beads before his chest, and he remained silent for a long while. "Although our Western Teachings have allied with the Elucidation Sect and have Empress Nuwa secretly supporting us, everything seems worry-free on the surface. But what truly keeps me from eating or sleeping in peace is the possibility that Su Yang might send several highly accomplished personal disciples into the game with powerful treasures. When that happens, our teachings will be restricted at every turn, and we may not even find the strength to strike back."
"What Senior Brother worries about is precisely what has kept Junior Brother anxious day and night." Daoist Zhunti let out a low sigh, his fingertips trembling slightly. "Earlier, I forcibly brought Kong Xuan over, hoping to borrow his Five-colored Divine Light to add an arm to our teachings. Unexpectedly, I provoked Sage Su Yang. Given a Saint's temperament, how could he let the matter rest?"
His throat tightened, and a trace of regret swept across his face. That day, he had not only failed to enlighten Kong Xuan and bring him into the teachings, but had also paid out the Six Roots Pure Bamboo, which could suppress the Five Elements, only for it to fall into Su Yang's hands.
Although Su Yang had once promised to lend his full assistance when the Western Teachings flourished, Zhunti knew clearly that once that promise was fulfilled, the ties