Tongtian Sect Master slowly raised his eyes and swept his gaze over the crowd.
"It is not yet time for the sermon. Why should you all have come?"
Saint Mother Wudang turned slightly to the side.
"Master, Junior Brother Gongming was rather anxious."
"Your disciple happened to encounter him, so we entered the hall together to pay respects to Master."
Tongtian Sect Master's gaze fell on Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming's heart tightened. Not daring to delay, he immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands again.
"Master, the great Investiture War has already begun."
"The Four Sages of Nine Dragon Island of our sect have been killed. Four of the Ten Jue Formation have been broken, and three of the Ten Heavenly Lords have already fallen."
When the Seven Heavenly Lords heard this, grief and indignation showed in all their eyes.
Zhao Gongming continued, "Apart from the Chan Sect, several disciples of the Literary Sect have also thrown themselves into the Qin State, showing signs of entering the field and joining the battle. I ask Master for guidance."
As his words fell, the Seven Heavenly Lords could no longer hold themselves back. They dropped heavily to their knees and knocked their foreheads against the ground.
"We ask Master to uphold justice for your disciples!"
Tongtian's gaze swept over the people below the steps. His eyes narrowed slightly, and with a brief deduction and calculation, the causes and consequences were already clear in his heart.
"Before the great calamity was about to arrive, your master repeatedly warned you all: shut your cave doors tight and quietly recite two or three volumes of the 'Yellow Court'; cast your bodies into the Western Land, and your names will be on the 'Investiture of the Gods List.'"
"In these several clashes between the Jie Sect