Thus, as the Spirit Vine School stood at the very heart of this vortex, the fiercest battleground of all, they had to see the present reality clearly and could never afford to relax their vigilance.
Nor could they readily trust or follow the surface appearances before them.
Once they did so, once they drifted with the current, once they lost the core of the origin Great Dao that each of them ought to uphold-
They would only lose themselves amid a dazzling, bizarre array of temptations or veer toward extremes.
Once such tendencies emerged, the core of the Spirit Vine School would be irreparably torn apart, its members going their separate ways.
Just like Houtu, who possessed only seven po and none of the three souls, and who had suddenly defected from the Spirit Vine School.
Her departure had left all the peerless mighty figures, Lin Tian included, inwardly stunned.
However.
Ultimately, these events had alerted every peerless mighty figure in the Spirit Vine School to one thing.
Once a conflict or divergence arose over a particular belief-
Then, at the final step before the decisive struggle for the Great Dao, a discrepancy of a hair's breadth could lead them a thousand miles astray.
Therefore.
It was hardly excessive for someone like Lin Tian to remind them of such matters.
At that moment.
After pondering briefly, Creation Daoist answered earnestly:
"Vine Dao Venerable, I, Creation Daoist, can certainly reflect upon myself daily and ensure that I make no mistakes. Now that you have bestowed such a Chaos Supreme Treasure upon me, with this Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Red Gourd in hand, I have every confidence that I can persuade those obstinate Twelve Ancestral Witches on Mount Buzhou!"
Meanwhile, Chiyou held the Demon-Refining Pot, his soul trembling with excitement, and replied with utmost