"You have been cultivating in Taixuan Dongtian for a thousand years, and yet it's nothing compared to a glimpse of the Daoist Rhyme."
Saying this,
Duge displayed the Daoist Rhyme.
The Mountain Guarding Disciple took one look and couldn't shift his gaze away.
Inside Taixuan Dongtian, the disciples who followed the Taixuan Emperor in seclusion, hearing the voices from outside, were initially angry, but gradually, their anger turned into confusion.
"Everyone should have their own thoughts and pursuits; it's time for you to awaken," Duge said, "Abandon the Taixuan Emperor and follow me instead!
At least, when you encounter a formidable enemy, I will stand by you. I can help you find your own path."
"I..." The Mountain Guarding Disciple looked at Duge, his face showing struggle.
