Facing the Heavenly Dao

Watching the tribulations above his fellow disciples' heads in Azure Cang Hall vanish without a trace, Kong Jiao felt a tumult of emotions.

Fortunately, he had long understood that half his divine soul was beyond saving. After cursing once, he accepted the outcome.

"If sacrificing half my divine soul can buy peace for the Cangwu Sect, then it can be considered repayment for the sect's and Thunder Venerable's nurturing grace."

Yet words aside, such a bizarre change was bound to have a cause.

Kong Jiao swiftly calmed himself and began calculating every possibility.

"Could it be that something I did caused the hand behind this tribulation to focus all its killing intent on me alone?"

Kong Jiao frowned as he replayed everything he had done recently, one matter after another, trying to uncover the reason.

Summing it up, there were four matters during this period that Kong Jiao believed had had a relatively great impact.

First, taking part in the battle against Witch God Hall.

Second, subduing the Soul-Calming Bell's artifact spirit.

Third, taking all the Witch God Statues from Witch God Hall.

Lastly, his conversation with Thunder Venerable.

But no matter which matter he considered, Kong Jiao did not think it could have affected the changes in this tribulation.

"There are no clues at all. There's simply nowhere to begin!"

After pondering for a long while without reaching any conclusion, Kong Jiao ultimately had no choice but to accept the reality.

Thus, he raised his head once more and glanced at the crimson tribulation above him that had devoured all his fate. His voice became utterly unconcerned.

"The tribulation of the entire Cangwu Sect has been placed upon me. I cannot evade this calamity."

"Fine, then. Let me see just who is plotting against me."

Having said that, Kong