Laozi and Tongtian left one after the other, leaving the Primordial Heavenly Venerable alone outside Mount Kunlun.
Their meaning was clear: if this matter was mishandled, all Three Pure Ones could be dragged into the Tribal-Demon Kalpa.
But if the Primordial Heavenly Venerable got himself embroiled in it...
Laozi and Tongtian could simply sever their ties with him.
Fight your own battles. Don't drag us into them.
The greater reason Laozi had washed his hands of the matter this time was that, regardless of how it ended...
It would do considerable damage to the reputation of the Three Pure Ones.
So cutting ties now was the best choice.
I had no part in this anyway. Curse Yuanshi all you like; it has nothing to do with me.
Only Tongtian had been somewhat more earnest, carefully offering a word of advice before leaving.
But his stance was just as clear.
Even if you shatter the heavens, don't drag me into it!
"Whew..."
Watching Laozi and Tongtian leave one after the other, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was so furious that his liver ached.
The three of them had spent endless ages together since taking form. How could he not understand what Laozi and Tongtian were thinking?
He had deliberately acted as though he would declare war on the Twelve Ancestral Witches at the slightest disagreement merely to test Laozi and Tongtian's reactions.
He had never expected the two of them to retreat so decisively.
They had simply left him stranded here alone.
Facing the Twelve Ancestral Witches by himself, he could neither fight nor refuse to fight.
After all, his disciples had caused this disaster.
If Guangchengzi and Red Essence Child had not relied on their Sage teacher to throw their weight around outside, only to kick an iron plate...
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