I, Tongtian, Cut Through Honghuang

Transmigrating as Tongtian, from the start I was in the Zixiao Palace as the Six Sages discussed the Investiture of the Gods. Yuanshi said, “Junior Brother, your Jie Sect is full of creatures born from dampness and hatched from eggs. They deserve a place on the Investiture of the Gods to weather this great tribulation.” Zhunti said, “Fellow Daoist Tongtian is sacrificing himself for the greater good. What a blessing for the Primordial World!” Jieyin said, “Excellent! You are truly noble, fellow Daoist.”

Faced with the Sages’ many hypocritical faces, the transmigrated Tongtian flew into a rage. “Get lost, you sanctimonious hypocrites! I’m ashamed to be associated with you.”

“I don’t need this Sagehood after all!”