Duobao kowtowed heavily, respectfully saying:
"Your disciple obeys!"
Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, San Xiao, and the others followed suit.
Behind them, countless Jie Sect disciples shouted in unison.
"Your disciple obeys!"
"Your disciple obeys!"
"Your disciple obeys!"
Their voices shook the Nine Heavens, rolling back the waves.
The sound was thunderous, vast, and tyrannical.
In an instant, it pierced through all of Golden Ao Island, the entire East Sea, and the whole Sky Dome.
Xuandu watched the countless kneeling figures, the faces that were resolute yet devout.
He raised a hand and gave a light sweep.
A gentle force lifted everyone to their feet.
"Rise."
The three characters fell like a spring breeze brushing across their faces.
Everyone rose and stood before the palace.
They lifted their eyes toward That Green Clad Figure.
In their gazes were gratitude, reverence, and an original resolve that had never changed through countless aeons.
Duobao stepped forward.
"Vice Sect Master, this disciple has a question."
Xuandu looked at him.
"Speak."
Duobao said, "When we descend the mountain this time, how should we act?"
"Should we kill, capture, or release?"
"I ask the Vice Sect Master to enlighten us."
Xuandu looked at him, his gaze calm as water.
Beneath that calm lay the clarity to see through everything.
"The Chan Sect, Human Sect, and Western Sect have joined forces to destroy our Jie Sect."
"They want all the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals to be listed."
"What do you say we should do?"
His words fell like an evening drum and a morning bell.
Duobao's entire body jolted.
Kong Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.
Zhao Gongming's facial expression changed faintly.
San Xiao exchanged glances, each seeing the killing intent in the others' eyes.
Wu Dang, Gui Ling, and Jin Ling stepped forward together.
Behind them, countless Jie