Phoenix Cries at Mount Qi? What If It Was Fake!
Within Purple Heaven Palace, the Chaos Energy Flow suddenly froze.
Hongjun looked at him, his gaze still calm.
Yet beneath that calm lay a clarity that saw through all worldly affairs.
"You were anxious."
The three words struck, and Primordial Heavenly Venerate's entire body trembled.
Hongjun continued.
"You were anxious because Chan Sect's providence had plummeted by ten percent."
"You were anxious because both Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao had defected."
"You were anxious because White Guard had defected as well."
"You were anxious because Jie Sect was growing stronger and stronger, while Chan Sect was becoming weaker and weaker."
"You were anxious because you were afraid."
"Afraid that Jie Sect would not lose the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation."
"Afraid that Chan Sect would never again have a chance to turn things around."
"Afraid that you, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, would henceforth be trampled beneath Xuandu's feet."
His words fell like Eternal Ice.
Primordial Heavenly Venerate's face turned deathly pale.
He stood within the palace, the Jade Purity Immortal Light around him flickering unsteadily.
His once-majestic face was filled with humiliation.
The Dao Ancestor was right.
He had been anxious.
And afraid.
Because Chan Sect's providence had plummeted by ten percent.
Because both Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao had defected.
Because White Guard had defected as well.
Because Jie Sect was growing stronger and stronger, while Chan Sect was becoming weaker and weaker.
Because he was afraid.
Afraid that Jie Sect would not lose the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.
Afraid that Chan Sect would never again have a chance to turn things around.
Afraid that he, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, would henceforth be trampled beneath Xuandu's feet.
"Dao Ancestor..."
Primordial Heavenly Venerate spoke, his voice hoarse.
Hongjun raised a hand