The Sages Gather at Zixiao Palace; the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation Is About to Begin!

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun had already made his plans, but he still wanted to give the sages a chance.

If they were willing to help Haotian, he would do everything in his power to stop the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation from happening—or redirect it onto other beings in the Primordial Wilderness.

As for the Investiture of the Gods List, it all depended on whether the Heavenly Dao Saints were willing to sign it!

"You may return to the Heavenly Court!"

"I'll handle this matter myself!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sent Haotian away, then sat quietly upon the Cloud Platform, his expression troubled.

The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation would target his grand-disciples!

But Haotian was his attendant. He cared for them both, and found it difficult to choose between them.

Just then, the Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel emitted a faint, obscure glow.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's expression turned cold, no trace of his earlier kindness or warmth remaining.

He formed a hand seal, and the Immortal Dao Principles transformed into several jade talismans that flew to every corner of the Primordial Wilderness.

These talismans were meant to summon the Heavenly Dao Saints to Zixiao Palace for a discussion.

This time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had included the Demon Sect.

The talismans contained the exact location of Zixiao Palace, allowing the sages to enter it.

After a long while,

Old Master Taiqing, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, Sect Master Tongtian, Demon Lord Hong Yun, Holy Mother Nuwa, Saint Zhunti, and Saint Jieyin sat cross-legged on the cushions inside Zixiao Palace.

Saint Zhunti looked puzzled and turned to Old Master Taiqing. "Senior Brother, do you know why Master summoned us here?"

Old Master Taiqing shook his head.

Though he had a bad feeling, his expression remained calm.

He sat firmly on his cushion, unmoving