The Four Sages Gang Up on Tongtian? Second Brother Isn't That Kind of Person, Is He?!

Zhou Ming looked at him and slowly shook his head. His calm demeanor instead made a trace of unease rise in Sect Master Tongtian's heart.

"Daoist friend, you've got it exactly backward."

"If your Interception Sect weren't so powerful, perhaps you might still have a chance of safely surviving this Tribulation."

"But precisely because your Interception Sect is too powerful, has too many disciples, and possesses such overwhelming strength..."

"Your chances of safely surviving this Tribulation are practically zero."

At those words, it was not only Sect Master Tongtian—even Houtu, who had been silently listening from the side, felt rather stunned.

Being too strong had actually become a path to death?

What kind of absurd claim was this?

Sect Master Tongtian almost thought he had heard wrong. He could not help letting out a scoff.

Yet that laugh lacked its usual carefree ease and held a trace more stiffness.

"Why do you say that, Daoist friend?"

"My Interception Sect's strength is a good thing, is it not?"

"Why say that our chances of surviving the Tribulation are practically zero?"

Zhou Ming did not answer directly. Instead, he countered with a question.

"Daoist friend, once the Tribulation begins, a battle between the Chan Sect and the Interception Sect will be unavoidable. No matter what, that is something that cannot be avoided."

Tongtian nodded. Naturally, he understood this point.

Yuanshi had been so aggressive, single-mindedly trying to get the disciples of his Interception Sect onto the Investiture of the Gods. There was absolutely no way this matter could end peacefully.

A battle between the two sects would happen sooner or later.

"Then do you think the Chan Sect has the strength to defeat your Interception Sect?" Zhou Ming asked again.

This question brought a trace of pride to Sect Master Tongtian's face.