The three from the Blood Saber Sect naturally had no choice in the matter.
After pledging their loyalty, they obediently followed behind Tongtian.
Kuxiu of the Cloud-Treading Holy Land fell silent for a moment, then led his disciples over to Tongtian's side without hesitation.
"From this day forward, there is no longer a Cloud-Treading Holy Land in Brahma Heaven Province. We are now disciples of the Holy Land Interception Sect!"
"Naturally, we are willing to live and die with our Sects!"
With Kuxiu having declared his stance, Nangong Yan threw back his head and laughed heartily.
"Afraid of death? If we spend our whole lives cultivating with our tails between our legs, how can we call ourselves cultivators of the Great Dao?"
"We, too, are disciples of the Holy Land Interception Sect!"
Tongtian was also somewhat stunned.
He had never imagined that the Sects he had cobbled together would already possess such unity, and for a moment, emotion surged within him.
The sight made Tongtian miss the Interception Sect of the Primordial World. Even when faced with the desperate plight of being besieged by the disciples of the other Heavenly Dao Sages, not a single member had chosen to abandon the Sects!
It was this powerful unity that moved Tongtian most deeply.
Tongtian nodded firmly.
"Good. Since that is how you feel, I shall give this everything I have!"
"As long as I, Tongtian, still draw breath, forget the White Tiger Hall—even if Holy Mother Feihong of Black Cliff Cave comes in person, she can forget about wiping the Holy Land Interception Sect from existence!"
"Continue preparing for the Sect Founding Ceremony as usual. Leave everything else to me!"
With that, Tongtian bowed deeply to the disciples who had placed their trust in him.
Everyone was deeply moved and hurriedly