Bitterness filled Tongtian's heart, but he did not dare ask for it back.
"With Your Grace keeping it safe for this junior, naturally, that would be best."
"As for the Primordial Chaos Realm, this humble Daoist can only strive for it with all his might!"
Seeing Tongtian respond this way, both Nuwa and Mu Chengxue breathed sighs of relief.
After all, having a Spirit Treasure seized was a minor matter.
If they angered Holy Mother Feihong, not only the three of them but perhaps the entire Holy Land Interception Sect would be buried alongside them!
The smile on Holy Mother Feihong's face did not linger long, vanishing like a night-blooming flower.
"Until you reach the Primordial Chaos Realm, you cannot protect a Spirit Treasure like this."
"If you can enter the Primordial Chaos Realm within a thousand years, you should still be in time. I will return the Pangu Axe to you then."
At her words, suspicion immediately stirred in Tongtian's heart.
What she had said was clearly rather similar to Nuwa's advice. Both had urged him not to display the Pangu Axe before others too often.
Holy Mother Feihong had simply been more overbearing, taking it into her own safekeeping outright.
Whether her words were true or false, Tongtian could only obediently accept his fate now. He had only his inferior skills to blame; he was no match whatsoever for a Primordial Chaos Realm expert.
"This junior will, of course, sincerely abide by Your Grace's arrangements!"
Holy Mother Feihong nodded in satisfaction, though she seemed somewhat tired.
"Very well. In that case, I will let the matter of White Tiger Hall rest. There is just one thing: when cutting weeds, pull out the roots."
"Ye Qing, take Nan Yi with you and deal with it. I do not want