"Namo..."

The old monk clasped his hands together: "A good bird chooses a tree to roost in! Shenzong extended an olive branch to us, gave us the opportunity to join, and even gave us sacred texts. If we don't surrender, are we waiting to be retaliated by them?"

As soon as he said this, the old Taoist priest's face became even more ugly.

The last time the Qingtian Realm was robbed, Wanxiang Palace chose to stand by and watch.

I thought that Han Yang would definitely die, but I didn't expect that he would reverse the trend and defend the Qingtian Realm!

They had to hide and pretend to have left the Qingtian Realm.

But it’s hard to leave our homeland, so how can we really abandon the foundation of the Qingtian Realm?

When Han Yang defeated the bandits, established the Qingtian Dynasty, supported Chen Qiaoqian to become the empress, and unified the Qingtian world, it was too late for them to express their stance.

So I had to hibernate.

Unexpectedly, Shenzong was unable to attack the Qingtian Realm for a long time, so he actually sent someone to contact them and asked them to bring the divine inscriptions given by Shenzong to detonate them within the Qingtian Dynasty, causing a riot, so that Shenzong could take advantage of the opportunity to take action.

But the three of them also had a dispute over the issue of whether or not to surrender to Shenzong.

Among the three palace masters, the old monk and the old scholar both believed that they should surrender.

After all, for people like them who refine holy weapons and advance to the pseudo-ninth level, the temptation of holy texts is too great.
Chapter completed!