Yang Schemes Divide the Three Pure Ones, Displaying the Immortal Head's Might

The Pure Yang Daoist's words caused the atmosphere in the hall to instantly freeze.

This heart-piercing question placed Laozi in a dilemma; whether he took the treasures or not, he seemed destined to be at a disadvantage.

Yuanshi's face turned ashen, while Tongtian's body erupted with sword energy. The three Pure Ones' energies subtly merged into one, as if about to explode.

However, Laozi merely held his simple staff, his expression as placid as an ancient well.

He didn't look at the Pure Yang Daoist who pressed him, but instead cast his gaze upon the seven gourds glowing with treasure light on the rock face, as if contemplating their fundamental mysteries.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke slowly, his voice pure and peaceful, yet carrying a detachment that had seen through all illusions:

"Fellow Daoist, you are attached. Spiritual Treasures have spirits and choose their own masters. How can there be a distinction of precedence or strength? Whether this poor Daoist takes them or not is a matter of natural karma, and has nothing to do with whether Fellow Daoist permits it."

As soon as Laozi spoke, it was like a gentle breeze sweeping through, and the murderous aura that permeated the entire venue actually eased.

Great cultivators like Di Jun and Fuxi present all had a flicker of surprise and understanding in their eyes.

Laozi had managed to resolve a crisis with such effortless grace.

Subsequently, Laozi's gaze finally turned to the Pure Yang Daoist, and he continued speaking, his tone still calm but with hidden depths:

"However, since Fellow Daoist has won and is presiding over this matter, it is only fitting. We three Pure Ones will abide by our previous agreement and take two. As for which two..."

Before he could finish speaking, and before Laozi could personally choose, the Pure Yang Daoist pointed his Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler through the air!

Two streams of light rose in response, detaching from the gourd vine on the rock face. They were precisely the Purple Gold Gourd and the Green Skin Gourd, hanging before the three Pure Ones without bias.

The Purple Gold Gourd's Dao Rhyme was naturally formed, its treasure light contained within. The other Green Skin Gourd, though also filled with spiritual energy, was clearly inferior.

This action, while seemingly selecting treasures on their behalf, actually completely stripped Laozi of his last chance to choose for himself, firmly placing the power of distribution in his own hands

Yuanshi Tianzun walked with unhurried grace, golden lotuses blooming in his wake. His expression remained one of serene solemnity, untouched by the dust of the world.

Only Tongtian Sect Master's presence was different; the sword energy surrounding him was a