Primeval Lord of Heaven was furious.
In Primeval Lord of Heaven's eyes, this was just too damn bullying.
It would have been one thing if they merely liked hiding in the shadows and pulling petty tricks, but the key was that they were so powerful. That was just too damn much. Couldn't they come at him if they had a problem? Saints were Undying and Undefeatable.
There was simply nothing to fear! But that guy was shameless and despicable.
He kept secretly pulling tricks from the shadows, sending Chanjiao disciples to the Investiture of the Gods List one after another. That was just too damn much.
He was clearly a terrifying existence even Patriarch Heavenly Dao Hongjun had spoken of, yet he insisted on sneakily targeting disciples. He had absolutely no martial virtue—shameless and despicable! Primeval Lord of Heaven was utterly furious at this moment. "Hah!"
All of a sudden.
Primeval Lord of Heaven thought of something. This was the Purple Cloud Palace.
If he could not solve it himself.
He could ask his teacher!
Even if his teacher could not deal with that mysterious expert, causing him some trouble should not be a problem, right?
"Teacher, please uphold justice for your disciple!" As he spoke, Primeval Lord of Heaven began to cry, looking utterly wronged. Was this a Saint? He was plainly a child who had been bullied and gone home to find his father!
"Damn."
Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti were dumbfounded when they saw this. This scene felt strangely familiar! When had Primeval Lord of Heaven learned the essence of the Western Sect?
And his mastery of it was not the slightest bit inferior to theirs.
They had truly underestimated Primeval Lord of Heaven before.
Who would have thought that a Saint as proud as Primeval Lord