The Pact of the Four Religions

"Tongtian!!!"

At the sound, Yuanshi and Jieyin looked over and immediately turned pale with shock.

"Junior Brother Tongtian, since you have declared war on the Primordial World and our Three Religions, have you come today to destroy our Three Religions?"

Jieyin's eyes shifted as he questioned Tongtian.

The Three Pure Ones were family, after all. Their brotherly bond might have grown thin, but it was still there.

But the Western Sect and Tongtian had not the slightest shred of affection between them. On the contrary, they had long held grudges against each other.

No matter what Tongtian had come for this time, the Three Religions had to stand as one.

They could not let Laozi and Yuanshi sell out the Western Sect.

"Nothing much. It has been a long time since we met, so I came to catch up and discuss the Dao."

Tongtian said.

"Discuss the Dao... certainly."

Jieyin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Tongtian had not come to demand compensation, he could do whatever he pleased. If they had to compensate him again... the Western Sect would truly be stripped down to its last pair of underpants.

At that point, it would not just be Zhunti who cried. He would cry too.

"Sit."

With a sweep of his sleeve, Tongtian placed two azure meditation cushions upon the white jade floor.

"Senior Brother Tongtian is too courteous. The Merit Golden Lotus aids my comprehension of the Dao."

As Jieyin spoke, he summoned his Merit Golden Lotus.

Tongtian said nothing. He merely watched Jieyin in silence, his gaze resting upon him. Though his eyes held only calmness and no hint of threat, Jieyin felt as though the Merit Golden Lotus beneath him were a bed of needles and felt.

Jieyin smiled, stepped down from the Merit