Hangu Pass.
The setting sun sank behind the western mountains, and dark clouds churned across the sky.
Bright moonlight spilled over the earth. Together with the howling wind, it cast a desolate, haunting mood.
"Senior Brother Taiqing, if you don't dare make a move, then leave already!"
Saint Jieyin wore a compassionate expression as he spoke to Old Master Taiqing.
Now that Primordial Heavenly Venerate was helping them, the situation offered Old Master Taiqing no advantage at all. If he forced the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda into action and fought, he would be the one to suffer in the end.
At the same cultivation level, even with Old Master Taiqing's vast divine abilities and his power to reach the heavens, he was no match for Saint Jieyin, Saint Zhunti, and Primordial Heavenly Venerate together.
"That's right! That's right!"
"A wise man knows when to yield. Senior Brother Taiqing, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Otherwise, don't blame your junior brother for showing no mercy!"
Saint Zhunti chimed in from the side.
They weren't completely confident of defeating Old Master Taiqing, so the brothers still didn't dare fight him to the death.
But if they could drive Old Master Taiqing away, they'd achieve their goal without drawing blood—making the enemy surrender without a fight!
At the sight of this,
Old Master Taiqing felt blood surge up his throat and spat it three yards away.
This time, he had lost every last shred of face.
"Do as you will!"
"The Primordial World won't let the Western Teachings dominate alone!"
Old Master Taiqing said coldly.
Then, in the chilly moonlight, he rode an Auspicious Cloud toward Shouyang Mountain.
The leader of the Three Pure Ones and head of the Mystic Gate had been driven