Dao Hong Daozun slightly lowered his head and cupped his hands to Nine Yin and Changzhen. "Farewell, fellow Daoists."
The old Daoist did not actually approve of Gao Xian's drastic methods, but for the greater good of the Nine Provinces, he could only support Gao Xian.
Heaven Pillar and Hui Kong were a little too naive in this regard. They believed a vote could save Nine Yin and Changzhen, thereby preserving a balance of power in Taiyi Hall and preventing Gao Xian from monopolizing authority.
The two had planned well enough, but they had failed to grasp the situation before them.
The Six Path Outer Demons were about to descend. At a time like this, if the Nine Provinces could not unite as one and instead engaged in some balancing game, it would only deepen the rifts among the great sects of the Nine Provinces.
The token-bearing envoys within Taiyi Hall all possessed voting rights, and they could indeed curb Gao Xian's authority. Yet such restraint would only enrage Gao Xian.
If they stubbornly insisted on protecting Nine Yin and Changzhen this time, who knew how many people of the Nine Provinces would die afterward.
Dao Hong Daozun had watched Gao Xian grow step by step. He knew that although this peerless powerhouse held the greater good in his heart, he was also a man who repaid even the smallest grievance and never cared much for methods.
Gao Xian's enemies never met a good end.
Besides, Gao Xian had already attained the eighth rank. What divine abilities, what methods did he possess?
And the facts were clear: Gao Xian had protected the Nine Provinces, crushed the invaders from the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands, and allowed the Nine Provinces to maintain vigorous growth amid the upheaval of heaven and earth.