The Elder of Chaos spoke with absolute conviction, his words as firm as hammered iron.
Yet the Four Saints still seemed doubtful.
They exchanged glances and saw the misgivings in one another's eyes.
After all, the Taisu True Exposition could now suppress Sages and weaken the Interception Sect's might.
For the Xuanmen Saints, it was a chance to hold their heads high at last.
None of them wanted to see Gu Changqing find the Taisu True Exposition and turn it against the Profound Gate.
After a moment of silence, Laozi finally spoke, asking softly:
"Senior, what makes you so certain?"
At this, a meaningful smile appeared at the corners of the Elder of Chaos's mouth.
He slowly rose, stood with his hands behind his back, and swept his gaze over Laozi, Yuanshi, and the other two Saints.
"Do you know how I obtained the Taisu True Exposition?"
The Four Saints exchanged glances, then shook their heads.
The Elder of Chaos paused before continuing, every word carrying a lingering tremor of awe.
"Back then, I fled far into Chaos, intending to recuperate before settling accounts with Gu Changqing."
"And it was precisely when I ventured deep into Chaos, into a boundless expanse of eternal turmoil."
"That Lord Taisu's voice suddenly rang out..."
His voice trembled slightly, as though recalling that scene still shook him to his core.
"That voice came from no particular direction, nor was it uttered by any particular being."
"It... was as though Chaos itself had spoken, as though the origins of the myriad Daos were whispering."
"It was everywhere, yet nowhere to be found."
Laozi's and Yuanshi's expressions shifted slightly.
Jieyin and Zhunti held their breath and focused, not daring to miss a single word.
Merely listening to the Elder of Chaos's account, they felt as though