Haotian's Ambition

"What is it?"

A flicker of surprise and confusion appeared on Jieyin's face. In ordinary times, the two brothers had no dealings with the Three Pure Ones. Moreover, neither of them had forgotten that battle from before they became Sages, and he believed Tongtian had not forgotten either.

So how did he have the nerve to ask the two brothers for help?

Shameless!

Of course, he only muttered those words silently to himself. He did not have the courage to confront Tongtian face-to-face—not for any other reason, but because the gap between them was simply too great. Back in Zixiao Palace, he had not even reacted to the sword Tongtian used to sever Zhunti's arm. In other words, if that Sword Qi had been aimed at him, he would have been the one losing an arm.

Secretly circulating the Wisdom Eye Divine Ability, he tried to see through the deeper meaning behind Tongtian's actions, only to find the heavenly secrets obscure and unfathomable, as though they were concealed by some supreme sword intent.

Concealing the heavenly secrets!

"Brother Tongtian, speak freely if you have a matter to discuss. So long as we martial brothers can do it, we will certainly give it our all."

The moment Zhunti saw Tongtian, he thought of the injury from his severed arm, which could not be healed even with the power of the Heavenly Dao. The wound faintly throbbed with pain, yet he still had to force a smile onto his face.

When others were stronger, one had no choice but to bow one's head!

Seeing Zhunti's sincere expression, as though he would wade through fire and water for him, Tongtian waved a hand.

"I want you to take action and, by whatever means necessary, deal with Haotian and give him a warning."

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