Chan Sect Disciples May Be Killed, Golden Immortals May Be Beheaded

Chan Sect disciples could be killed; Golden Immortals could be slain. Di Xin even casually pointed out the mistakes and omissions in Huang Tianhua's cultivation.

This gap was no longer a matter of victory or defeat.

It was that Huang Tianhua simply could not understand what height the other party was standing at.

Huang Tianhua spoke with difficulty:

"You... Who exactly are you?"

Nezha immediately gave a cold snort:

"Impudent!"

"This is the lord of Great Shang, and also my teacher."

Di Xin, however, smiled.

"Who I am is not important."

"What matters is that you should understand one thing now."

Huang Tianhua asked instinctively:

"What?"

Di Xin looked at him, his tone calm.

"You thought you were descending the mountain to enforce justice on Heaven's behalf."

"But you have not even understood the path you cultivate, nor have you understood who the person you want to kill is."

"What gives you the right to represent the Heavenly Dao?"

That single sentence was heavier than Nezha's scolding.

Huang Tianhua opened his mouth, but he could not refute it.

The layer of something in his heart that had once been hard as iron finally split open with a crack.

Huang Feihu watched this scene, both shaken and grateful.

Your Majesty had not killed Huang Tianhua.

Nor had he humiliated Huang Tianhua.

With only a casual pointer, he had made this brat, who knew neither the height of the heavens nor the depth of the earth, understand the gap between them.

This was more effective than a hundred strokes of the military staff.

Di Xin turned and returned to his seat, saying:

"Huang Tianhua."

Huang Tianhua froze for a moment, then actually lowered his head instinctively.

"Present."

Di Xin said:

"You will remain in Chaoge for now."

"Each day, you will attend