Chaoge City.
Yu Ding Zhenren wore an ink-green background, black-patterned Yin-Yang and Eight Trigrams Daoist robe, and his entire body flowed with Daoist charm.
That was a Daoist charm where detachment and a murderous aura coexisted.
He was scholarly and had an outstanding temperament to begin with, and now he appeared even more extraordinary and refined, possessing the feel of a frail scholar.
Yet if one felt carefully, they would discover that beneath Yu Ding Zhenren's scholarly and peaceful exterior, an extremely sharp sword intent was hidden.
"Master, be careful! This Di Xin is bizarre." Yang Jian climbed up from the ground, wiped away the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, and spoke as he walked to his master's side.
Not long ago, he and Yu Ding Zhenren had stormed the Ask the Heavens Platform together, wanting to kill Di Xin in one fell swoop and put an end to this terrifying tribulation that had swept through celestial immortals and even sages.
The degree of tragedy in the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation exceeded everyone's expectations.
The past few tribulations of heaven and earth were still within a controllable range, but this tribulation was completely out of control.
All along, sages like the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning had viewed all immortals and gods from above in the identity of chess players.
Once the tribulation rose,
none of the sages took it to heart.
They all held the mindset of playing a game.
The Three Teachings sacrificed some immortals who had no future prospects, and then used a massive number of rogue cultivators and human lives to fill this tribulation.
The plan was good, but when matters reached a head, the Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning was protective of his shortcomings and unwilling to let his core disciples sacrifice