In truth, none of the great powers could figure out what these two were trying to accomplish.
This was a place to listen to the Dao. Could they be fighting over meditation cushions? But when it came to one's own seat, who would foolishly give it up?
The two had gone to great lengths to put on this performance, but no one knew what they were after.
Zhunti cried and pleaded for quite a while, yet no one present paid him any attention. A wave of despair washed over him.
This could not go on. Zhunti gritted his teeth and suddenly thought of something.
"Senior Martial Brother, if we cannot hear the Dao clearly and must return unable to face the living beings of the Western Lands, then this junior brother might as well smash himself to death against this pillar today..."
After saying this, Zhunti dashed headfirst toward a pillar under everyone's astonished gazes.
Jieyin was immediately shocked. He had not expected Zhunti to actually mean it.
"Wait, fellow Daoists!"
At that moment, Hong Yun suddenly rose to his feet and stopped Zhunti, who was about to kill himself.
Hong Yun himself was utterly confused as to why he had done that. But after thinking about it, he could not go against his true heart, so he could only brace himself and step forward.
Zhen Yuanzi behind Hong Yun was greatly alarmed. Had Hong Yun decided to give away the seat the two of them had fought so hard to obtain?
Hong Yun suddenly felt that The Two from the West were so noble. What was wrong with giving up his seat?
At the very least, one of them would be able to hear the Dao clearly, giving them something to answer to the living beings of the Western