High-end prehistoric world, suppressing ascendants at the start.

The Great Celestial's Adam's apple bobbed as he forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

Although he lost.

They suffered a complete and utter defeat.

But the pride he had cultivated over millions of years prevented him from begging like a coward.

His eyes revealed a hint of confusion, as well as a stubbornness that had not been completely extinguished.

Chen Feng took in his expression but didn't care, and continued speaking.

"The primordial world is vast and boundless. The forces within it are deeply intertwined. The complexity of cause and effect far exceeds your imagination. To prevent you ascended beings from engaging in disorderly fighting and disrupting the world, or from the ignorant and reckless accidentally violating certain taboos, there are roughly several factions to choose from."

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped it in the air.

A light screen formed from condensed magical power unfolded.

"Firstly, the Three Teachings of Xuanmen! They were established by the three sages Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, who were personally taught by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun. They have the deepest foundation and the most prosperous fortune. Their disciples hold the power of heaven and earth."

"However, the three religions emphasize aptitude and affinity when accepting disciples."

"Those who are not exceptionally talented and blessed with good fortune will find it difficult to enter his tutelage."

"Secondly, the Heavenly Court. In name, it governs the order of the Three Realms and rules over all living beings. However, the Heavenly Court has many rules and strict laws, and emphasizes rewarding merit."

"If one could become an official in the Heavenly Court, one could gain protection and enjoy some of the Heavenly Court's fortune."

"Thirdly, the Western Religion was founded by the two sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, and it emphasizes welcoming all those with affinity and saving all sentient beings."

"We have always welcomed all those who wish to ascend."

"It's just its doctrine..."

"It's somewhat different from my Eastern Xuanmen (Taoist school)."

"Furthermore, although the Lich and Demon races have survived the ancient calamity, their power is far less than before."

"But even a starved camel is bigger than a horse."

"The cultural heritage remains."

"They remain a force to be reckoned with."

"And then there's Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple, which is known as the ancestor of earth immortals and is on par with the world."

"The Lord of the Styx River in the Netherworld Blood Sea is unparalleled in his ruthlessness, and his Asura clan is also a powerful force in the region..."

Chen Feng began to explain in detail.

With each name uttered, an invisible force seemed to press down on the heart of the Great Celestial Venerable.

This made him feel increasingly insignificant.

"Those who ascend to immortality will mostly assess the situation and choose to attach themselves to one side."

"Seek protection and subsequent spiritual practice methods."

"Of course, there are also those who don't want to be bound by anyone, who want to live freely and become rogue cultivators..."

At this point, Chen Feng shook his head, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"However, what this primordial world has no shortage of is those who consider themselves extraordinary."

"Without extraordinary luck by your side, you would either accidentally stumble into some ancient forbidden formation and be reduced to ashes."

"Either, one might inadvertently offend a junior disciple of a powerful figure, and be found by someone following the causal thread, resulting in death and the dissipation of one's cultivation, all of which would be in vain. Such things are common."

Upon hearing this, the Great Celestial Venerable's expression changed drastically, and a strong sense of resentment welled up in his heart.

Why would he want to live under someone else's roof?

In his own world, he is the absolute ruler, whose word is law.

How could I be willing to bow down and submit to others after arriving in this primordial world?

Chen Feng glanced at him, as if he could see through what he was thinking.

He picked up his wine glass, seemingly unintentionally.

"Speaking of which, the laws of power in your Sky-Supporting Plane are quite domineering."

"Tsk, if I remember correctly, tens of thousands of years ago, there was also a powerful being who ascended from your plane."

"Equally exceptionally talented."

"Exceptionally gifted."

"That arrogance, compared to yours, is even greater."

"Neither of us wants to live under someone else's roof."

At first, the Great Celestial Venerable just listened without paying any attention.

Given the vastness of the primordial world, it is not surprising that predecessors from other planes have ascended to immortality.

But when Chen Feng mentioned the words "Sky-Piercing Plane", "tens of thousands of years ago", and "exceptionally talented", his body suddenly trembled.

A towering figure, long buried deep in his memory and regarded as his life's goal, suddenly surfaced in his mind!

His breathing suddenly became rapid at that moment!

Chen Feng took another sip of wine and said slowly.

"And the result?"

"That fellow Daoist wasn't very lucky."

"The land of ascension is near the western border."

"Because of his supernatural powers, he had a special affinity with a certain Buddhist treasure."

"Then he had a dispute with a third-generation disciple of the Western religion."

"It wasn't a big deal to begin with."

"But he was arrogant and refused to back down, which offended people with his words."

Finally, the disciple invited his master...

Chen Feng paused, then let out a sigh.

"After this process of 'conversion,' now..."

"Alas, it is said that he served as a tea and water-carrying servant in the dojo of that third-generation disciple."

"Indeed, he has attained immortality."

"They are spared the suffering of reincarnation."

The four words "Bottle-Holding Boy" struck the soul of the Giant Celestial Venerable like a thunderbolt from the heavens!

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

The suppressed magical power showed signs of a sudden outburst!

He stared intently at Chen Feng, the sound emanating from his throat hoarse like two pieces of scrap iron rubbing together, filled with unbelievable shock, as well as overwhelming humiliation and anger!

"you……"

"The person you're talking about..."

"His name is..."

"But……"

"Ling Xiaozi?!"

This name almost exhausted all his strength!

Lingxiaozi!

An immortal legend spanning millions of years in the Sky-Piercing Plane!

He was the only predecessor who had broken free from the shackles of the world and successfully ascended to immortality!

It was also his, the mighty Celestial Venerable's...

Grandmaster!

It is the ultimate goal that he has vowed to pursue and surpass since he embarked on the path of spiritual practice!

He was almost a god in his heart!

But now, this is the master he has revered for millions of years.

This legendary figure, whom he had imagined to have already made great strides in the primordial world and established immortal achievements, was actually... was actually serving as a tea-serving and water-carrying servant for a third-generation disciple of the Western Sect?!

How is that possible!

That's absolutely impossible!

This caused him even more pain and humiliation than killing him with a sword!

This is not just an insult to his master.

It was also a ruthless trampling of his beliefs and those of all cultivators in the entire Sky-Piercing Plane!

"senior!"

The Giant Celestial Venerable suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Chen Feng's sleeve without regard for anything else.

Those crimson eyes were covered with blood vessels as dense as a spider web.

It conveyed an almost frantic plea and questioning.

"This matter..."

"Is this really true?!"

"My grandmaster, Ling Xiaozhi, he..."

"He really..."

His voice choked with emotion.

The dignified ruler of a plane was now like a helpless child, clutching at the last straw.

Chen Feng's sleeves may appear to be made of ordinary cloth, but they actually contain profound truths that make him impervious to all laws.

The giant celestial being's grab should have been like an ant trying to shake a tree.

But Chen Feng did not move, letting him hold him.

Only a faint hint of pity flickered in his eyes.

"Ugh."

He sighed softly.

This sigh seemed to have traversed countless ages, carrying a hint of vicissitude and helplessness.