Sect Leader Tongtian's sacred ground.
The once bustling sacred ground had now become exceedingly desolate.
It was not that he had fewer disciples.
Rather, during the previous great calamity, the Jie Sect had suffered devastating losses. Quite a few had entered the Heavenly Court, bound by it and turned into Heavenly Court immortals.
Moreover, the Jie Sect's defeat had caused many disciples to venture out in search of new roots.
Although Saint Tongtian's might still remained, an unchangeable fact in the present situation.
They believed that while Tongtian protected his own like a mother hen shielding her chicks, he had still failed to protect his disciples.
That was what had ultimately brewed the Jie Sect's defeat.
Look at Yuanshi—he did not care for his pride at all. Whenever something happened, he personally stepped onto the stage.
That was what created the widening gap later on.
Nothing could change it.
The Jie Sect's name had already withered away.
Though Tongtian's name remained, and some disciples were still willing to remain by his side.
Compared with the past, however, the difference was far too great.
Someone had once said.
The Three Pure Ones became Saints by proving Dao upon the foundation of the human race, obtaining Saintly merit and ascending to the Saintly fruition.
Changing all this would be exceedingly difficult.
Thus, while Tongtian appeared to teach without discrimination and treated every disciple equally.
In truth, humans were exceedingly scarce among his disciples.
The reason was simple: the human race's starting point was far too low.
They found it difficult to possess even the necessary qualifications to enter Tongtian's sight.
Once the human race had grown on its own, it no longer needed to seek out Tongtian.
At most, they would listen to his teachings and become nominal disciples.
All Three Pure