Within Chaoge City, the four Saints of the Jie Sect witnessed Heavenly Lord Yuanshi being slapped flying by their own Master, and immediately burst into loud laughter.
"Serves him right! Who told him to humiliate us like that just now?"
Duobao laughed so hard he nearly doubled over. "Hahaha! They're all trash! From top to bottom, not one person in the Chan Teachings is worth a damn!"
Holy Mother Wudang snorted coldly and added, "What else can this pack of despicable wretches do besides resort to such filthy tricks?"
Cloud Immortal gave a cold laugh. "When those above are crooked, how can those below stand straight? As the head of the Chan Teachings, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi cannot even conduct himself properly, yet he still dares bully juniors like us!"
Lu Ya had already laughed so hard he could not straighten his back.
That was indeed the truth.
The Chan Teachings had long become a sect that had lost all face.
Randeng, Antarctic Immortal, and even Heavenly Lord Yuanshi himself—everything they did was shameful and vile.
Naturally, not a single word of this escaped Randeng's ears. Fury surged through his chest, and he bellowed on the spot, "Insolence!"
"You merely gained the upper hand by luck, and you dare use Master as a stepping stone to flaunt your might?"
The moment he finished speaking, Duobao laughed aloud. "It seems the lesson we gave you last time was still too light."
"How about I poke a few more holes in you, so you remember it properly?"
Randeng's gaze swept over the God-Slaying Spear in Duobao's hand, its cold gleam blazing, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to rush forward and fight to the death.
True Man Taiyi had long since lost his composure. In his eyes, the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi who held