When Sect Master Tongtian's sword came down, it was impossible for Heavenly Lord Yuanshi to have noticed nothing. Even if he had failed to react in time, how could he not have known afterward? Yet to this day, he had not shown himself to offer a single explanation!
That was what chilled the heart most...
Clearly, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was simply no match for Sect Master Tongtian!
Even in the face of such naked humiliation, he could only grit his teeth, swallow it, and remain silent.
To the Chan Teachings disciples, their leader's sacred grounds had been destroyed, yet he responded with silence. That coldness was more teeth-grinding than a mountain collapse.
How could Sect Master Tongtian's humiliation of Heavenly Lord Yuanshi be limited to destroying his sacred grounds?
He had already slain him twice before, making him lose all face throughout the Primordial Wilderness and become a laughingstock.
This time, he had even delivered a vicious public slap to his face in broad daylight!
Then he had once again beaten him until both body and soul were destroyed!
It was humiliation beyond measure.
The Chan Teachings disciples naturally hated Sect Master Tongtian aloud, but every one of them was fearful inside and did not dare act rashly.
Quite a few of them were also secretly dissatisfied with Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's repeated defeats and clumsy responses. However, constrained by his status, they remained silent.
Shen Gongbao quietly stood in a secluded corner at the edge of the crowd, coldly watching this farce unfold.
Through years of bitter cultivation and relentless progress, he had finally entered the ranks of the Chan Teachings' Twelve Golden Immortals.
Back then, he had been immensely pleased with himself, filled with joy as he hoped to make a name for himself before his Master, Heavenly Lord