After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

High above, a fierce wind howled, sweeping across the sky like an invisible steel blade.

Three extremely faint, flickering beams of light struggled through the sea of ​​clouds, heading straight for Kunlun Mountain in the east.

These three streaks of light flew extremely slowly, almost teetering on the verge of collapse.

Upon closer inspection, the one leading the way was a dimly lit Lingjiu Palace Lantern. The withered body of the Burning Lamp Daoist shivered in the cold wind, his depleted life force making even maintaining his escape light extremely difficult.

In the middle is the Antarctic Immortal, who grips his cracked dragon-shaped staff tightly in one hand and clutches his chest with the other. Every few hundred miles he flies, he coughs violently, coughing up turbid blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

Guang Chengzi, who was at the very back, was in the most miserable state. He had lost his physical body and was left with only a weak, almost transparent primordial spirit. He could only barely avoid being blown away by the gale by relying on the faint longevity energy emitted by the Antarctic Immortal.

After a long and humiliating escape.

The Kunlun Immortal Mountain, shrouded year-round in auspicious purple mist and unyielding divine snow, finally appeared at the edge of the three's vision.

"arrive……"

Two words were squeezed out of the dry throat of the Taoist Ran Deng, and the light of his escape suddenly dissipated.

The three stumbled and fell to the bottom of the 99,000-step white jade staircase in front of the Jade Void Palace.

This is the ancestral temple of the Chan sect, the source of all laws.

In the past, whenever they returned to the mountain, they always held their heads high and chests out.

However, today, these three top-tier beings who once commanded the winds and rains of the primordial world were simultaneously frozen in place, as if under a spell.

They stopped in their tracks, and neither of them took the first step.

I dare not go.

Guang Chengzi's primordial spirit trembled slightly in mid-air, Antarctic Immortal lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the majestic palace gate, and Randeng wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

How should we explain this?

What to explain?

They made solemn vows before setting off, but what was the result?

Taiyi died, Julusun died, and Cihang's soul was destroyed; Puxian was hung on the city wall like dried meat; the Dinghai Divine Pearl was stolen, and the Fantian Seal was taken away.

Even the ancient demon master Kunpeng, whom they had spent a fortune to hire, was cleaved in two by a single axe blow and eventually fled back to the North Sea.

This kind of humiliating defeat, which can be described as annihilation, is simply like peeling off the face of the Chan Sect and throwing it into a cesspool to stomp on!

They could even imagine the terrifying wrath that their usually proud and venerable master would unleash upon hearing these reports.

"Huff... huff..."

Before the steps, only the heavy, suppressed breathing of three people could be heard.

They stood there for the time it takes to burn half an incense stick.

"Let's go."

Finally, the Old Man of the South Pole gave a bitter laugh, forcibly swallowing the blood rising in his throat, breaking the suffocating silence.

"Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll still get stabbed. Such a big thing happened at Jiepai Pass; Master's eyes are sharp enough that he probably already knew about it."

"If we don't even have the courage to apologize, then our sins are truly compounded."

Guang Chengzi and Randeng exchanged a glance, both seeing the unyielding fear in each other's eyes, but in the end they could only sigh helplessly.

The three of them, supporting each other and dragging their broken bodies, climbed the white jade steps with great difficulty.

"Bang."

When they arrived at the tightly closed gates of the Jade Void Palace, the three of them could no longer hold on, their knees buckled, and they knelt down on the cold jade steps.

"Master..."

Guang Chengzi's primordial spirit let out a hoarse, blood-weeping cry, and his forehead slammed heavily against the ground.

"This disciple is incompetent! I have brought shame upon the Chan Sect and upon my master! This disciple... comes to beg for forgiveness!"

Before the silent Jade Void Palace, the echoes of Guang Chengzi's humiliated sobs reverberated.

He made no secrets and recounted everything that had happened at Jiepai Pass, including all the horrific scenes.

By the end, the three of them were sobbing uncontrollably, their heads pressed tightly to the ground, their bodies trembling as they awaited judgment from the heavens.

A deathly silence fell over the palace.

This silence was more terrifying than the most violent thunder. Guang Chengzi and the other two felt their hearts leap into their throats, and even their breaths caught in their throats.

A full ten breaths passed.

"waste!"

A cold shout, imbued with boundless majesty and extreme rage, resounded from the depths of the hall!

boom--!!!

With this roar, the sage's anger caused heaven and earth to grieve.

The auspicious aura was torn to shreds, and the vast sky above the Jade Void Palace could not withstand this fury and began to crack under the strain.

The entire Kunlun Mountains were trembling violently.

The three people, including Guang Chengzi, who were kneeling outside the door, were pressed firmly to the ground by this holy might. Their primordial spirits were on the verge of collapse, and their hearts were filled with unprecedented fear.

They knew that their master was truly angry this time.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sat atop the Nine-Dragon Incense Chariot.

This usually stern and respectable sage now had his majestic face contorted, and his eyes were spitting out fury powerful enough to incinerate the heavens.

Taiyi is dead! Juliusun is dead!

Now, even Cihang, the most amiable of the Twelve Golden Immortals, has died and made the list!

His own disciple, Guang Chengzi, even had his physical body, which was a Great Luo Immortal, destroyed, leaving only a wisp of his soul to escape back!

What is this?

The elite of the Chan Sect, the face of Yuanshi Tianzun, was actually trampled underfoot by a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect!

The battle at Jiepai Pass was a hundred times more humiliating to him than the breaking of the Zhuxian Sword Formation!

"What a Xiao Wuji! What a masterful grand-disciple of Tongtian..."

The Primordial Celestial Lord, enraged to the extreme, laughed, his voice chilling to the bone, as if capable of freezing the river of time.

"Relying on the powerful formation of the remnants of the Witch Clan, you dare to slaughter my disciples? Do you really think that Mount Kunlun is just for show?"

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun once issued an invisible prohibition: sages should not easily attack juniors, lest the strong bully the weak and disrupt the balance of heaven and earth.

Yuanshi Tianzun has always been mindful of his status and unwilling to personally deal with a junior.

Even the Three Immortals of Sanxiao were only suppressed because the Twelve Golden Immortals had their Three Flowers removed, so he threw out the Jade Ruyi to suppress them.

But this time, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Reason? Rules? Noodles?

After losing several beloved disciples in succession, and with the prestige of the Chan Sect in ruins, Yuanshi Tianzun could no longer hold back!

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly stood up.

boom!

The heavy gates of Yuxu Palace were suddenly flung open.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't even glance at the three people kneeling on the ground. He took a step forward, and his figure directly merged into the heavens.

In an instant, the world changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

A colossal, indescribable image of a sage suddenly coalesced in the primordial sky.

The Dharma image stood atop the Thirty-Three Heavens and beneath the Nine Netherworlds, radiating supreme heavenly pressure.

"There is a man named Xiao Wuji who aids and abets evil, attempting to obstruct the great trend of Heaven."

"Today, I will personally take action and flatten this Jiepai Pass!!"

Accompanied by the cold, ruthless judgment of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, which was as ruthless as the law of heaven.

High above, the image of the saint slowly raised his right hand.

A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, pierced through layers of void in an instant.

Above the giant hand, countless purple Jade Purity Divine Lightning bolts, capable of destroying everything, swirled and slammed down towards the direction of Jiepai Pass!