Above Xianyang Saintly Capital.
From the moment the second Sage, Mi Tian, appeared, the situation grew complicated once more. Zhun Ti was powerful, but he had already lost his Sagehood. No matter how strong he was, he could no longer wield the power of Heaven and Earth as freely as a Sage.
Originally, with Zhun Ti added to the mix, even if he could not defeat Confucius, he could at least force Confucius to retreat. Not to mention how powerful Kong Xuan and Zhun Ti would be if they joined forces—if the two of them went berserk, even a Sage would certainly be injured. And the Great Chiliocosm World had countless eyes fixed on Confucius's Sagehood. Confucius probably would not risk it.
But now, another Sage had arrived. The situation had changed drastically.
This was now absolute suppression! Zhun Ti had no chance of victory left.
"Zhun Ti, my Mitian Palace is still short a gatekeeping boy. I wonder, are you willing? You are a little old, but I still won't mind taking you as a boy of my Mitian Palace!" the Mitian Sage sneered.
In the distance, Hao Meili lay in Zhong Shan's arms.
Upon hearing the Mitian Sage's words, she suddenly burst out laughing.
It was an incredibly solemn scene. Nearly everyone's nerves were taut as they watched with rapt attention, yet Hao Meili's laugh left everyone around her stunned.
"May I ask, little friend, what are you laughing at?" Tathagata asked, looking at Hao Meili.
Lan also looked toward Hao Meili. There was truly nothing funny about this scene. Even Zhong Shan looked at Hao Meili in surprise.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Shan asked doubtfully.
"I'm laughing at that Mitian Sage's residence!" Hao Meili laughed again.
"His residence?"
"Mitian Palace?"
As they thought about it,