Before Nuwa struck the Taiji Diagram with her demon soul and issued Grand Supreme Elder Laozi an ultimatum.
Within the black-and-white world evolved by the Taiji Diagram, a silent yet perilous "debate on the Dao" was taking place.
Venerable Yuanshi sat atop the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage, his face as dark as ink.
Above his head, the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud let down thousands of strands of jade pendants. Golden lamps blazed, shielding him completely from all attacks and making him impervious to every technique.
All around him stretched endless currents of primordial chaos, evolved from the yin and yang energies of the Taiji Diagram. They seemed peaceful, yet contained the power of the Great Dao's origin. They continuously washed over his Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud, trying to dissolve and grind it away.
"Senior Brother! Are you really going to fight me for those three horned, fur-covered miscreants?!"
Venerable Yuanshi's voice rang through the world like ice that had endured for eons, filled with seething fury and a trace of disbelief.
He couldn't understand.
He truly couldn't understand.
The Three Pure Ones had all been formed from Pangu's primordial spirit. They should have been the closest of brothers in the Primordial Era.
But ever since the Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods began, everything had changed.
First, that fool Tongtian established the damned doctrine of "accepting all without discrimination," taking in a horde of demons and monsters without regard for good or evil, or their origins. He'd turned the Interception Sect into a den of chaos and damaged the fortune of the Mystic Gate.
Now even Grand Supreme Elder Laozi, his eldest senior brother, who had always stood shoulder to shoulder with him and jointly governed the Mystic Gate, had acted against him for those three miscreants!
It made