The newcomer was True Man Taiyi, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. His face was livid, his eyes bloodshot, and killing intent radiated from him. None of his usual calm restraint remained.
Shen Gongbao hurried forward and bowed. "Senior Brother Taiyi, has something major happened? You look terribly anxious."
"If there is anything you need me for, Senior Brother, just say the word."
Taiyi was already burning with rage and had never thought much of Shen Gongbao. Seeing him approach now, he immediately barked, "Get lost!"
"A mere demon dares to speak of 'helping'? Are you worthy?"
Before his words had faded, he raised his leg and kicked Shen Gongbao hard in the lower abdomen.
Caught completely off guard, Shen Gongbao had never imagined that his well-intentioned concern would be met with a sudden attack!
Grievance surged in his chest, mixed with humiliation and fury, nearly bursting from within.
"Senior Brother Taiyi, how exactly have I offended you?"
He forcibly suppressed his anger, barely maintaining a faint smile. Since when had he become someone everyone despised and avoided...
Guangchengzi watched coldly from the side, remaining silent throughout.
"Senior Disciple Brother."
Taiyi cupped his hands toward Guangchengzi, not daring to be disrespectful.
"Junior Brother Taiyi, what has enraged you so greatly?" Guangchengzi asked with a frown.
"Senior Disciple Brother, my disciple Nezha... has been slain by Shi Ji of the Jie Sect!" Taiyi's voice choked with grief, his heart aching beyond measure.
Hmm?
Such a thing had happened?
Guangchengzi had long known that Taiyi regarded Nezha as his own son.
Since when had Jie Sect disciples become so bold that they dared openly kill a direct disciple of the Chan Teachings?
This was going too far!
Grinding his teeth, Guangchengzi growled, "Those beasts will all be sent to the Investiture of