Yuanshi Bestows a Divine Flame; The Three Teachings' Grand Contest Leaves Chan Sect Disciples Stunned!

The moment the last word left his mouth.

The Interception Sect disciples instantly felt a chill run through their bodies.

Those with a history of wrongdoing felt their hearts leap into their throats.

Lü Yue, kneeling on the ground, was drenched in cold sweat.

Tongtian's indifferent gaze fell on Lü Yue.

A trace of murderous intent surfaced in his eyes, but more than that, he was disappointed that Lü Yue had failed to live up to his expectations.

Among the outer disciples of the Interception Sect, Lü Yue's aptitude and comprehension ranked near the top. Unfortunately, his nature was truly wicked.

Some trees that could not be straightened had to be uprooted.

Their roots were crooked, and nothing could be done to teach them.

A disciple like Lü Yue would only be a scourge if he remained in the Interception Sect!

Tongtian's gaze at Lü Yue gradually grew resolute. He said coldly,

"Karma has its causes. Today, I shall personally put an end to Lü Yue, as a warning to the rest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lü Yue straightened up, his face full of disbelief.

His expression panicked. He shook his head again and again, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Master, please give me another chance. I'll never do it again!"

"You know my talent, Master. My character was lacking before."

"Now I understand. I'll keep your teachings in my heart and never do it again!"

"Master, Master, please spare my life for old times' sake!"

Seeing Lü Yue in such a wretched state, the Interception Sect disciples couldn't help feeling a little sympathy for him.

After all, they were fellow disciples, and they had shared some bonds.

Zhao Gongming opened his mouth slightly, but Duobao raised a hand to stop him.

Duobao's eyes were filled with coldness.

Karma had come due. The evil fruit before them was what Lü Yue had sown himself.

In Duobao's eyes, Lü Yue had brought this upon himself and deserved his fate.

He had already been given more than enough chances. It wasn't that Tongtian was heartless; Lü Yue simply wasn't worth the effort.

Xuandan was also astonished by Tongtian's decisiveness.

At the same time, he sensed that this Martial Uncle of his had changed somewhat from the impression he had formed.

As for what had changed, he couldn't say.

Tongtian closed his eyes, as if shutting out Lü Yue's pleas.

He waved his hand lightly, without displaying even the slightest trace of Saintly Might.

Lü Yue, who had still been begging for mercy, scattered with the wind.

His physical body and Nascent Soul vanished in an instant.

Had they not seen it with their own eyes, it would have seemed as though Lü Yue had never existed in this world.

Many Interception Sect disciples felt grief, some from genuine affection for their fellow disciple, others from the fear of meeting the same fate.

Tongtian sighed softly, then set his face once more.

His indifferent gaze swept back and forth across the Interception Sect disciples.

Those who had just breathed a sigh of relief tensed up again.

"Those who have abused the name of the Interception Sect to act arrogantly, step forward on your own."

"I don't want to say it a second time!"

The Interception Sect disciples exchanged glances, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

They had all witnessed Lü Yue's fate.

If they admitted it now, there might still be room to turn things around.

But if Tongtian exposed them, they might end up joining Lü Yue.

After just three breaths, someone finally stepped forward, steeling themselves.

Once one person had taken the lead, the rest of the Interception Sect disciples' resolve completely crumbled.

Everyone who had flaunted their power by borrowing the Interception Sect's name stepped forward.

In an instant, several hundred Interception Sect disciples had gathered.

Tongtian's face darkened, and fury burned within him.

He hadn't realized how bad it was until he looked.

There were actually so many problem disciples in the Interception Sect.

It seemed he had never paid attention to this issue before.

Tongtian's icy gaze swept over them, and he waved his hand once more.

Cyan Sword Qi slashed across the offending disciples.

Screams rang out one after another, and their auras weakened.

Some even blacked out and collapsed to the ground.

Tongtian's indifferent voice rang out in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

"I have cut away one great kalpa of cultivation from each of you, as a warning."

The Interception Sect disciples who had escaped with their lives secretly rejoiced as they bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for your mercy, Master!"

Tongtian snorted, as if he had finally vented all the anger within him. His tone became much calmer.

"The Interception Sect was in disarray before. I was lax in disciplining you, which led to disciples with talent but no virtue."

"This was my failure. Starting today, I will personally establish rules for the Interception Sect."

"From now on, if anyone relies on being a Sage's disciple to act arrogantly and violate the rules of the Interception Sect—"

"Don't blame me for disregarding our bond as master and disciple and personally cleansing the sect!"

The Interception Sect disciples fell silent with fear and bowed respectfully.

"We will obey your instructions, Master!"

Xuandan, who had been watching the spectacle from a corner, wore a puzzled expression.

Wait... something's not right. Why is the story developing differently?

According to the Prehistoric World novels from my previous life, shouldn't Martial Uncle fly into a rage, then fiercely protect his disciples and pick a fight with Master and Second Uncle Master?

Then it would go from teaching disciples to arguing about their different paths, ending with, "Those who follow different paths cannot work together," and the Three Pure Ones would part ways.

Afterward, Martial Uncle Tongtian would lead the Interception Sect disciples away from Kunlun Mountain and settle on Golden Ao Island, wouldn't he?

Why is he reacting like this?!

Something's off. It's really, really off!

Xuandan stroked his chin, baffled.

What exactly went wrong?

Yuanshi Gifts Divine Fire; Three Sects Grand Competition; Chan Sect Disciples Are Stunned!

Xuandan looked at Tongtian, who had suddenly become conscientious and impartial, with a puzzled gaze.

He suddenly realized that the Prehistoric World seemed to be developing in an unpredictable direction.

The advantage of knowing the course of the Prehistoric World would be greatly diminished.

But after thinking it over, he realized that if the Three Pure Ones remained harmonious and never split up—

His Master was the strongest Sage, Second Uncle Master wielded the Xiantian Supreme Treasure Pangu Banner, and Third Uncle Master's Immortal Slaying Sword Array could only be broken by the Four Saints.

No matter how he looked at it, this outcome was far better than the Three Pure Ones splitting up.

Xuandan suddenly felt that, in the Prehistoric World, his background could be summed up in just two words.

Invincible!

The Three Pure Ones shared the same origin and were bound by a common fate.

If they joined forces, there would be no opponent in the Prehistoric World.

Though delighted, he did not forget the Dao Ancestor's famous saying.

The general trend of the world could not be changed, but the smaller trends could.

On closer thought, the Three Pure Ones splitting up should also be part of the general trend.

No one could say whether things would change in the future.

Xuandan wasn't attached to any particular outcome. It was best to let things take their course.

Tongtian's hardline stance left the Interception Sect disciples too afraid to speak.

When he finished speaking, he fell silent.

His expression returned to calm, and he sat steadily on his Cushion.

Xuandan suddenly felt his Master's gaze fall on him.

He quickly put aside his thoughts and stood there obediently.

Laozi said leisurely.