Subhuti looked utterly helpless.
Faced with Tongtian, who refused to yield to either oil or salt, he truly had no way forward.
Of course, he understood perfectly well that since Tongtian dared to sit so brazenly in the Primordial World, while Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao showed no intention of intervening, that alone was enough to prove that this was Dao Ancestor Hongjun's arrangement.
Though he did not know what deeper schemes Tongtian had in remaining in the Primordial World.
But with the great Journey to the West calamity upon them, these were all minor matters. The Two Sages of the West had neither the time nor the inclination to ponder them.
The Journey to the West was what mattered most.
"Ah!"
Sighing once more, Subhuti spoke.
"The Journey to the West has essentially been ruined. The Western Buddhist Sect now has no one to take charge, and Maitreya simply cannot shoulder such a responsibility."
"After everything that has happened lately, our two Sages of the Western Paradise have recognized that we truly are no match for you, Tongtian."
"The Two Sages of the West are now willing to swear a heavenly dao oath and follow Senior Brother Tongtian's lead from this day forward. Could Senior Brother Tongtian raise his hand in mercy this once?"
"The Two Sages of the West understand that Senior Brother Tongtian must be playing a grand game of chess. Otherwise, you would never have let go of the grudges from the Investiture Calamity so easily."
"Although we do not know what this game entails, the Two Sages of the West are willing to cooperate. What do you say?"
Hearing this, Tongtian could not help laughing.
He truly had not expected the Two Sages of the West to concede so quickly. In his estimation, they would