Duobao's voice still echoed across the empty White Jade Plaza, every word striking the heart of each Interception Sect disciple.
The disciples all stiffened, and their noisy discussions fell silent in an instant.
Wudang Holy Mother was the first to recover. She looked up at Duobao, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her beautiful eyes, and instinctively asked:
"Do you mean... we should enter the game as well, Senior Brother, and intercept the Journey to the West?"
Before she finished speaking, several gazes turned toward Duobao in unison, carrying the same question and a trace of anxiety they could not conceal.
Intercept the Buddhist School's Journey to the West?
That was a grand undertaking the Buddhist School had planned for ages, a sweeping tide of the Heavenly Mandate personally arranged by the two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, and advanced with Dao Ancestor Hongjun's tacit approval.
In the past, with the Wine Sword Immortal holding the line ahead, they had only needed to follow behind, waving banners and cheering him on.
But now, Gu Changqing was far away in the Outer Chaos Region, with no telling when he would return, while the Elder of Chaos had just used the Taisu True Exposition to crush the Interception Sect so thoroughly that they could not lift their heads...
In circumstances like these, could Personal Disciples like them really manage it?
Facing those uneasy gazes, Daoist Duobao did not retreat in the slightest. Instead, he raised his head and snorted coldly.
The sound exploded like thunder over the White Jade Plaza, leaving everyone's ears ringing.
He stood ramrod straight, his gaze flashing like lightning as it swept across every junior brother and sister present. His voice was deep and still as water, yet every word rang like steel:
"Junior brothers and sisters, do not forget!"