"Today, I intend to do more than defeat you Four Saints here."
Sect Master Tongtian stood within the Immortal Slaying Formation, murderous energy surging as every word reached the Four Saints' ears.
After hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun actually laughed in fury.
"Well, Tongtian, what an arrogant boast."
"Defeat us Four Saints? Do you think comprehending a few unorthodox methods lets you stand as an equal to the Heavenly Dao? Utterly absurd!"
The Pangu Banner in his hand shuddered violently. Primordial chaos currents surged ceaselessly across its surface, and a heaven-opening aura pressed toward the formation gate in wave after wave.
Daoist Zhunti put away his smile, though that layer of compassion still hung upon his face.
"Senior Brother Tongtian, you have fallen into the Devil Dao. Your obsession runs too deep."
"We have joined forces today to bring you back to the proper path."
"Lest you sink ever deeper and ruin the supreme Dao tradition personally handed down by the Dao Ancestor."
"Dao tradition."
At those words, the mockery on Sect Master Tongtian's lips deepened.
He slowly turned his gaze, finally settling on Taishang Laojun, who had remained silent throughout.
"Eldest Senior Brother, do you also think I was wrong?"
Taishang Laojun looked at him.
In those eyes, still as an ancient well, an indescribable heaviness finally surfaced.
"Tongtian, stop."
"The Mystic Gate's fortune cannot withstand this turmoil of yours."
"Did you hear that, Tongtian?"
Yuanshi Tianzun shouted sternly, "Even Eldest Senior Brother has spoken. Why haven't you withdrawn the formation and submitted to punishment?"
Sect Master Tongtian threw back his head and laughed, his laughter filled with solitary pride and disdain.
Only after his laughter faded did he speak again.
"Wrong?"
"Where was I wrong?"
"Was I wrong to teach without discrimination, allowing all living beings to set foot