The immortals who had come out with Eastern King Duke to greet them silently watched Di Jun and Taiyi. The brothers' expressions, however, did not change much.
Di Jun glanced at Taiyi, who silently shook his head before saying to Eastern King Duke, "Fellow Daoist Shaoyang, I would like to speak with you in private. Would that be possible?"
Di Jun then said, "I'll go share a drink with the fellow Daoists. You two take your time."
Under everyone's curious gazes, Taiyi and Eastern King Duke came to a cliff on the immortal island. Beneath them lay sheer precipices, where emerald waves surged and crashed against the rock face, shattering into spray like flying snow.
With a casual swipe of his hand, Taiyi cast a barrier of light around them. Eastern King Duke silently watched him do so. Though he wore a smile, doubts had already arisen in his heart.
Taiyi said, "Fellow Daoist Shaoyang, though we came to know each other through Brother A Chu, we have been acquainted for many years. I shall speak plainly and not beat around the bush."
Eastern King Duke grew even more puzzled and nodded. "Please speak, Fellow Daoist Taiyi."
"Let's have a match!"
"???"
A string of little question marks seemed to hang over Eastern King Duke's head. He truly could not understand what Taiyi meant by this sudden challenge.
Taiyi spoke bluntly. "Just as Brother A Chu once predicted regarding the Three Primordial Clans, though the three stood in balance, a battle was inevitable. My brother and I founded the Heavenly Court, inviting heroes from all sides to build peace among the myriad races of the Primordial World. Meanwhile, Fellow Daoist Shaoyang has established the Myriad Immortals Alliance here. At present, it seems that we share the same goal, but in