Guangchengzi's Worries, Myriad Immortals Gather at Biyou Palace, Tongtian: Do You Dare Fight?

"Master, that brat Haotian has gone far too far. Back then, he was merely a gatekeeping boy under the Dao Ancestor. If not for the Dao Ancestor's favor, how could he have become so arrogant today? Yet not only does he fail to appreciate the Dao Ancestor's grace, he even persecutes Mystic Gate Disciples. Master, we cannot let Haotian continue being so presumptuous!"

"Master, I think so too. That brat Haotian came from the lowly background of a gatekeeper. What right does he have to contend with you, Master?"

"That's right! I can't stand the way Haotian acts so arrogantly before you either!!!!"

"Martial Uncle Tongtian is truly something else. If he simply sacrificed a few insignificant Outer Sect Disciples, this matter of the Investiture of the Gods could have been resolved. Yet Martial Uncle refuses to do so. What kind of nonsense is this?"

"Exactly! If he just sacrificed those furred, horned beasts born from dampness and eggs, this matter could be resolved perfectly. Yet Martial Uncle refuses to do it, making things difficult for everyone!!"

"If I were Martial Uncle, I would shoulder the responsibility alone and take this matter upon myself, so everyone else could have an easier time..."

After hearing of this matter, the immortals—

All flew into a rage and cursed repeatedly, their hatred toward the Interception Sect deepening further.

If Senior Brother Tongtian had not refused to act, how could the Saints have ended up in such a predicament, unable to advance or retreat??

Of course, they only dared to say a few extra words beside Venerable Yuanshi. They did not dare speak recklessly outside. What if Martial Uncle Tongtian decided to deal with them?

"Master, what should we do next?"

Guangchengzi stepped forward. After bowing, he said worriedly, "Martial Uncle Tongtian has formed