Something terrible has happened, Teacher.
Primeval Lord of Heaven not only knew this person; if his guess was correct, when this person saw him, he would even call him "Second Martial Uncle."
The culprit Old Man of the South Pole had drawn was indeed outrageously handsome. This was no mere bit of handsomeness.
He was the most handsome man on the Primordial Continent.
Looking at Hun Xiu before him, Primeval Lord of Heaven found it difficult to imagine that the culprit who had killed Randeng, slaughtered the Chanjiao disciples on Mount Kunlun, and destroyed his Jade Void Palace could be Hun Xiu.
This good-for-nothing he remembered, who had secluded himself for ten thousand years without even breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal realm—he was being told... that the culprit who had made Chanjiao suffer such heavy losses, disgraced Primeval Lord of Heaven, and ground his face into the dirt was this useless Hun Xiu?
How could Primeval Lord of Heaven possibly be willing to believe it?!
Primeval Lord of Heaven came back to his senses and turned his gaze toward Old Man of the South Pole. "Nánjí, are you certain that the person before us is the one who caused Chanjiao such heavy losses?"
"Mm!"
Old Man of the South Pole did not understand why Primeval Lord of Heaven still needed confirmation, but he nodded solemnly. "Teacher, that's right. It was this culprit. If you refuse to believe it, you may ask the Senior Disciple Brothers and Junior Disciple Brothers present."
"They have all seen the culprit's appearance!"
Primeval Lord of Heaven's gaze fell upon the Chanjiao disciples kneeling in the great hall. Sensing his gaze upon them—
The Twelve Golden Immortals took the lead in agreeing. "Teacher, this is what that culprit looked like!"
"That's right, Teacher, this