I Am Willing to Surrender!

Be a fence-sitter!

Zhang Taixuan made his decision in an instant.

This man had such an overbearing temperament that he would inevitably clash with others. The three from the Supreme Abyss Sword Sect would not be as obedient as the two of them. When the time came, there would surely be a dragon-tiger struggle. Even if the three from the Supreme Abyss Sword Sect were defeated, the person behind them would definitely not stand idly by.

The Dao Sect, the Valley Master of Silent Valley.

Daoist Wusheng.

The Qionghua Sect had fallen to its current state in no small part due to Daoist Wusheng's schemes. This obscure Valley Master Wusheng possessed unfathomable cultivation. He had reached Peak Void Return as early as eight hundred years ago, and his current strength had long since become immeasurable.

During the collapse of the Myriad Stars Gate, this man's shadow had been present. At the final moment, he had personally entered the fray, wielding a Dao Artifact to fight Immortal Venerable Haori.

"Ah?! Wouldn't this be a little inappropriate? This man just destroyed the Grand Profound Sword Sect. As its sect master, you should at least fight him once." Zi Tianji looked at his old friend Zhang Taixuan, finding it hard to adjust for a moment.

The man who had been shouting that they were irreconcilable one second ago was preparing to surrender the next. He even skipped the token struggle altogether, completely disregarding the dignity of a sect master.

"We cultivators should assess the situation and follow the tide."

Zhang Taixuan spoke with an air of righteousness.

Along with Chen Luo's approach, the anger on his body visibly vanished, while the smile on his face grew brighter. He had lived so comfortably all these years entirely thanks to this old face of his.