Zhang Fusheng spoke calmly:
"Of course, I know that Fellow Daoist Xuanqing would not collude with The Three Pristine Ones."
"However, Taiqing left a restriction deep within your True Spirit, not within Grandmaster Xundu's True Spirit. Have you ever wondered why?"
Xuanqing Daoist's expression was volatile,
After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said:
"I haven't detected anything unusual within my True Spirit..."
Before he could finish speaking.
He saw Fellow Daoist Fusheng in front of him spread his hands, revealing seven glowing souls.
In the ethereal light, Zhang Fusheng softly said:
"Reveal the True Spirit, let go of your defenses."
Xuanqing Daoist hesitated for a moment, then complied silently.
And within his True Spirit, under the illumination of the Seven Souls, a trace of the Dao slowly emerged.
The mark of Taiqing.
Xuanqing Daoist was speechless.
Zhang Fusheng then spoke slowly:
"So, do you still not understand, Daoist friend?"
