"Elder brother, why did you stop me?"
After Bai Ze left, Yuanshi flicked his sleeve, shook off Laozi's restraining hand, and demanded coldly.
Daochen had humiliated him so badly before, forcing him to kneel straight-backed in the square before every disciple of the Jade Void Palace.
He had utterly disgraced Yuanshi.
"Daochen is now the exalted Demon Emperor, not someone you or I can afford to provoke. Was the last lesson not enough? Why insist on opposing him again?"
Laozi spoke with a soft sigh.
"What do you mean, I provoked Daochen? He was clearly the one who provoked me."
Yuanshi retorted indignantly.
"Fine, suppose Daochen provoked you this time. But when you incited Nüwa to attack him before, was that also because he provoked you?"
Laozi's expression turned cold as he spoke.
At those words, Yuanshi immediately fell silent.
That time, he really had let his anger cloud his judgment and driven him to do such a thing.
Even now, thousands of years later, the memory still left him shaken. Had Hongjun not intervened at the last moment, he truly would have died in that Dao-Proving Tribulation.
"That is all I have to say. Think it over carefully yourself."
Laozi glanced at Yuanshi, said no more, and returned to the Supreme Purity Realm.
In his view, they would be better off not provoking Daochen before proving their Dao and becoming Sages.
Tongtian also looked at Yuanshi helplessly.
He simply could not understand why his second brother insisted on locking horns with Daochen.
His strength fell far short of Daochen's, yet he still stubbornly refused to concede.
What was that if not asking for a beating?
He could not understand it.
He truly could not understand it!
A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
The Heavenly Court