Can righteousness and benevolence truly be constant, only for loyal hearts to turn into thieves in the end?
Hearing these words, Tongtian froze right on the spot.
A tempest of churning waves rose within his heart.
"You..."
He abruptly lowered his head to look at Gu Changqing, who remained dead drunk.
Without needing to say more, Tongtian naturally understood the subtext behind Gu Changqing's words in an instant.
Could it be that one day, the Three Pure Ones would actually turn against each other and slaughter their own flesh and blood?
How could that be possible?
This was something Tongtian had never even considered.
After all, among the traditions of the Three Pure Ones, minor disagreements and rifts had always existed.
Yet in Tongtian's eyes, those were mostly petty disputes of pride among disciples.
How could the bond between the Three Pure Ones ever change?
Let alone what Gu Changqing described-where all benevolence and righteousness completely vanished, turning them into bitter enemies.
"Changqing, my disciple, what on earth do you mean?"
Tongtian asked with a deeply furrowed brow.
This time, however, Gu Changqing only let out a series of long, drawn-out snores, making no further movement at all.
Beside them, Duobao and the other disciples were also utterly shocked by these earth-shattering words.
Loyal hearts turning into thieves... Such words are simply too terrifying.
Golden Spirit Holy Mother exclaimed, her breathtaking face written with utter disbelief.
Duobao also wore a solemn and heavy expression.
"Righteousness and benevolence have no constancy? Could it be that Junior Brother Changqing has insight into something once again?"
"After all... every word he spoke in the past never seemed to be without foundation."
"Hiss... Does Senior Brother Duobao mean that Senior Brother Changqing is prophesying the future of the traditions of the Three Pure Ones?"