Can it truly be so?
Does it not matter that the Taoist sect's combat strength has been reduced by sixty to seventy percent?
Li Ping'an at this moment is even plunged into self-doubt; he is skeptical if he has been toiling vainly all along, if the lives and combat strength he has strived tirelessly to preserve hold no significance in the eyes of the Taiqing Saint.
"Daoist friend?"
Zhunti looks at Yuanshi Tianzun and speaks slowly:
"I have a bad reputation between heaven and earth. It is likely hard for them to believe what I say.
"Yet ultimately, with the world's end before us, all beings unable to transcend at the time of the world's end will face calamity and catastrophe. I do not wish to perish just like that and will also strive with all my might to survive.
"Thus, whether it be Heavenly Emperor's schemes or any of you Daoist friends' plans, as long as it works, my senior apprentice-brother and I will do our utmost to assist.
