But, contrary to expectations...
Xu Tong, who would ordinarily play peacemaker in such situations without fail...
Did not speak this time. Instead, he sat upright at one of the tables Starflow Daoist had arranged earlier, quietly holding a cup of tea that was not particularly precious.
He savored it in small sips.
Those tables and chairs could withstand being in Chaos for a while.
But beneath Saint Zhunti's earlier roar, brimming with fury...
They would have stood little chance of surviving, had the Sages not protected them so well with their power.
"Oh my, this tea is actually rather good, isn't it?"
Xu Tong sensed Starflow Daoist looking at him.
But he said nothing more, instead studying the color of the tea in his cup.
Only after a long while did he say to the other Sages beside him, who were likewise watching the show:
"Oh, not bad at all!"
Clearly, whether it was Taishang Laozi, Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi, or Nuwa among the Heavenly Dao Sages...
Or the two Earthly Dao Sages, Houtu and the little brother she had brought along, the Northern Yin Son of Heaven...
Or Suiren Shi, Ziyi Shi, and Youchao Shi, the Human Dao Saints who made up the Three Ancestors of the Human Race...
None of them seemed interested in meddling in this mess.
Even Ancestor Minghe, the only one who looked as though he might act, was a different matter altogether.
He merely watched with keen interest as the Two Sages of the West and the two Sages of the Demon Path stood with swords drawn and bows bent, while the Yuantu and Abi Sword behind him kept sliding out of their sheaths and back in.
But everyone could tell that his hands were merely itching for a fight. He had no real intention