Saint Zhunti Urged Him to Stay: "Nephew-Disciple Qingyuan, Wait! How Will You Resolve Your Predicament?"

Their hearts weighed down by worries.

The Primordial Great Powers all crossed the Cloud Bridge to return.

Of those present, only the Heavenly Dao Saints remained seated.

As the many Primordial Great Powers and Daluo Golden Immortals departed, Zixiao Palace gradually fell quiet.

Strangely, none of the Heavenly Dao Saints had left.

Pingxin watched in silence.

She had no wish to meddle. She was about to leave with the Witch Clan when the smiling Zhunti called out, "Junior Sister Pingxin, if you're not in a hurry, why not let your people head back first? We can sit down and discuss the future of the Primordial Wilderness."

"I'm not interested in any of that, nor do I wish to involve myself in affairs beyond the Netherworld. Senior Brothers, please don't try to keep me here."

Pingxin shook her head.

She paid no mind to how the other Heavenly Dao Saints might feel.

Turning away, she led the people of the Netherworld out of Zixiao Palace.

"Ah, what we're about to discuss does concern the future of the Primordial Wilderness. As a Saint of the Primordial Wilderness, there's nothing wrong with staying to talk. Junior Sister, you really shouldn't keep yourself apart like this."

Saint Zhunti gave an awkward smile.

The other Saints remained expressionless and ignored him.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun gazed deeply in the direction Pingxin had gone, but said nothing.

Soon, the outsiders had all left Zixiao Palace.

Apart from members of the Mystic Gate, no one else remained.

"Since everyone here belongs to the Mystic Gate, surely we can lay our cards on the table."

A smile appeared on Saint Zhunti's face.

He was just about to raise the matter of the Lord of Human Dao yielding his position.

But Sect Master Tongtian suddenly said, "The Saints may remain.