As the saying went, strike a snake seven inches from its head; before petting a cat, put down the knife.
The Dao Sect had pressured Spirit Mountain, and the other side had pushed out a scapegoat. With one demand from Zhao Gongming that he prove his innocence, they had been seized by the throat.
How could he swear an oath to prove himself?
The moment he did, wouldn't the truth be exposed?
At once, an old Daoist's expression changed as he angrily rebuked, "Is a Heavenly Dao Oath the only method your Dao Sect has?"
Zhao Gongming's face darkened at the scolding. His beautiful beard fluttered, divine light burst from his eyes, and a golden wooden whip was already in his hand. Twenty-four stars emerged behind him.
At the same time, several figures stepped forward together and stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Gongming!
Holy Mother Jinling wore a dazzling golden dress. Her slender hand held the Dragon Tiger Ruyi, while five clusters of golden light appeared behind her.
Holy Mother Guiling held a pale green little bell in her palm and followed behind her senior sister, her gaze several degrees sharper.
Chi Jingzi gripped the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror in reverse, dressed in Eight Trigrams immortal robes. His aura stretched far and deep, like a wisp of cloudsmoke extending beyond the Ninth Heaven.
True Lord Taiyi walked forward with his hands behind his back. A precious canopy hovered above his head, nine azure dragons lying atop it as if they might come alive at any moment.
True Lord Yu Ding had a jade cauldron above his head. Seven-colored radiance streamed down from it, enveloping his figure as though an Innate divine being had descended.
True Person Huang Long shook out his sleeves, turned to glance at his fellow disciples,