At the very center of the Myriad Immortals Formation, Daoist Qingling looked at Master Tongtian and asked with a complex expression, "Fellow Daoist, have you truly made up your mind? Must we really fight to the death and stake everything on that single glimmer of survival?"
Master Tongtian shook his head slightly, his expression steadfast and resolute. Slowly, he said, "Look at those second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect outside the formation. Each of them has the ominous aura of the Tribulation rising above their heads, and almost none of them retain even ten percent of their cultivation, yet they have still come at our invitation. What is it that they seek? Is it truly, as they claim, merely to comply with the Heavenly Dao? Ha! That is nothing more than self-deception! Whether one is a Daluo Golden Immortal, a Quasi-Saint, or a Saint, who can ever escape the pull of self-interest?"
A trace of cold laughter and disdain colored Master Tongtian's voice as he continued, "Our Jie Sect, however, is different. No matter how remote that glimmer of survival may be, we must fight for it with all our might; we can never simply surrender. Now that you have carefully plotted and found a way out for us, what else is there for me to fear? At worst, I shall merely lose these six souls..." At this, a flash of unyielding resolution and lack of regret swept through Master Tongtian's gaze.
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