The Six Saints departed one after another.
In the Heavenly Court.
Only then did the immortals in the Jade Pool fully come to their senses.
Their leader, the Jade Emperor, had been beaten up.
And the ones who had beaten him were no ordinary people, but Saints. Not just one Saint, either, but all Six Saints together.
They had beaten the Desolation Master personally appointed by the Heavenly Dao until he had no temper left at all.
All he could do was howl.
It was utterly miserable!
Those who heard it were heartbroken; those who learned of it wept!
"Your Majesty, are you all right?" Chi Yao hurriedly helped Haotian up from where he had curled up on the ground.
Even now, Chi Yao was utterly bewildered. Why had the Six Saints suddenly attacked Haotian? And together at that? The Saints had not beaten Haotian to death, nor had they seriously injured him. He was merely covered in superficial wounds.
But those superficial wounds were terrifying enough!
To put it plainly!
Haotian's wounds were not particularly damaging, but they were utterly humiliating!
What exactly had happened to the Six Saints? What had occurred?
They had come all the way to the Heavenly Court just to beat Haotian.
Had they gone mad?
Saints were Undying and Undefeatable. Could they go mad? Impossible.
What had happened? Chi Yao could not figure it out!
With Chi Yao's help, Haotian got to his feet. His once rather handsome face had now swollen into a pig's head.
Yes! That was right.
The Six Saints had done it. To be more precise, the Six Saints had kicked him into this state.
Just look.
Look at what they had kicked him into.
There were even several childish shoeprints on his face, though no one knew