As Tongtian left Ancestor Isle, several Dao Realm cultivators sat together within Lesser Yingzhou.
"Fellow Daoists, this matter is most likely connected to Yuyi. None of us are skilled in combat, and we are no match for Daoist Tongtian. We won't be able to protect him this time."
The speaker was a white-haired female immortal. She sat upon a cloudbank shaped like lingzhi, clad in five-colored rosy garments and holding a Nine-Colored Lingzhi Wish-Granting Scepter. Her mature, striking beauty made her seem under thirty, yet her bearing was exceedingly kind and benevolent, making it difficult to judge her true age.
The middle-aged Daoist seated opposite the female immortal let out a long sigh. With a sweep of his sleeve, a bright light flew forth, blooming like a lotus. Upon layer after layer of radiance rested a grotto-heaven shaped like a treasure pagoda, while countless streams of shimmering light poured down from the interwoven layers of restrictions surrounding it.
A man in golden robes sat at the center of the blessed land. Seeing the Daoist lift the seal, he smiled. "It doesn't seem to be time for me to get some air yet. You called me out so suddenly—did something happen?"
The middle-aged Daoist did not answer, instead asking, "Yuyi, did you truly do what happened this time?"
Though the Daoist did not state what matter he meant outright, the golden-robed man named Yuyi understood at once. He smiled. "Didn't you know already? Why ask me again?"
"Can't you still let it go?"
Yuyi sneered. "If you went through it once yourself, could you let it go?"
At the side, an old man in a purple-gold robe, with white beard and hair casually bound by green vines adorned with one or two red fruits, wore a somewhat bitter expression upon hearing