Inside the main hall.
The Two Shakyas, seated cross-legged on meditation cushions, looked at one another.
They were truly bewildered and stunned, unable to describe the emotions in their hearts.
What... did their teacher really mean?
In the past, whenever the Primordial Wilderness showed the slightest disturbance, their teacher would act at once to handle matters, guarding against anything slipping beyond his control. He had gone to great lengths, making all manner of careful and meticulous arrangements!
When the Three Clans were destroyed, who knew whether the Dao Ancestor had secretly arranged it all?
Who knew whether Demon Ancestor Luohu had been pushed into the open as a scapegoat, enduring the Three Clans' siege and the bombardment of the Innate Demon Gods?
One had to know that the brutality of the Witch-Demon Tribulation was inseparable from the Dao Ancestor!!
Could someone with such an overwhelming desire for control as the Dao Ancestor suddenly become carefree and idle, unwilling to concern himself with anything?
How could that be possible???
People did not suddenly change, much less assume an entirely different disposition, unless they had been possessed.
But how could someone like the Dao Ancestor possibly be possessed?
He must have some scheme in mind, or perhaps he was testing them?
Testing the Western Lands' loyalty???
The Two Shakyas exchanged a glance. Countless thoughts flashed through their minds before they both knelt and bowed respectfully. "Teacher, your disciples are utterly loyal to you and harbor no second thoughts. If you have any instructions, we will certainly devote all our hearts and strength to carrying them out!"
"Your disciples have no other talents, but we are willing to handle anything for you!!"
"Teacher, your disciple absolutely bears no disloyalty toward you. I have only a sincere heart here. If you have any command,