Boom!
How could Yuanshi care about what others were thinking? His gaze was as dark and venomous as a snake flicking its tongue, fixed relentlessly on Holy Mother Wudang. The instant she let go, he would strike with thunderous force.
His tone remained solemn, yet every word seemed steeped in poison. "We came from the same lineage; we were one family. Yet you dealt such cruel and ruthless blows to your fellow disciples."
"Looking at what you lot have done, one can tell that your Master is no good person either."
"Accept your fate."
The moment those words fell, Antarctic Immortal and Daoist Randeng burst into laughter. All the resentment they had been bottling up now turned wholly into delight.
Even True Man Taiyi, who had fled far away earlier, turned back and strode over with his head held high. His backer had arrived—who would dare lay a finger on him now?
"Quick! Save them!"
Duobao could no longer hold himself back. He let out a fierce roar and recklessly lunged straight at Yuanshi's true body, determined to share even a sliver of Holy Mother Wudang's burden.
Immortal Wuyun and Lu Ya moved at his cry. Without the slightest hesitation, they charged out as well. Even if their opponent was a Saint, they could no longer care about that now!
At the sight, Antarctic Immortal and Daoist Randeng both wore gloating expressions, not the least bit worried for their own Master.
These three truly did not know the height of heaven or the depth of earth.
Even if they held countless supreme treasures in their hands, how could they possibly shake a Saint in the slightest?
In a Saint's eyes, crushing them to death would be easier than stepping on an ant!
As Duobao and the others charged toward him,