Damn Demonic Cultivator is Too Much! I Want to Sue in the Immortal Palace!!

It was none other than the Myriad Laws Lineage cultivator named Gou Changan.

He struck like lightning. While Venerable Hundred Treasures' thoughts had sunk into conflict, he moved with thunder too swift for the ear to cover, thrusting both hands through the void and grabbing Venerable Hundred Treasures' right leg in an embrace.

Then, utterly shameless, he began wailing loudly, "My Lord Hundred Treasures, you are a Direct Descendant Disciple of Qing Yuan Heaven! Every move you make outside represents the face of the Ten Thousand Treasures Realm! Your Grandmaster is Spirit Treasure True Immortal!!"

This man clearly possessed Dao Integration Mid Stage cultivation, yet he acted no differently from a local thug or rogue. It would not have been too much to say he had lived all these years into a dog's belly.

But at this moment, he shamelessly pointed out Venerable Hundred Treasures' origins.

Nor did he say anything about begging him to take everyone away together.

He was forcing him to make the choice of clashing head-on with Wang Yu, and there was some quick wit in that.

So now.

Would he abandon the face of his sect, or would he brace himself and fight Wang Yu?

In truth, Venerable Hundred Treasures' choice had already tilted toward clashing head-on.

Even if his body died and his soul was extinguished, the face of a True Immortal orthodoxy could not be lost on him—an immortal could not be humiliated!

If he preserved that face, then even if only a wisp of remnant soul escaped back, after his sect learned of the situation, they would spare no cost to help him obtain a new life. If one thought carefully through the principles within, one could basically understand them all.

So...

From beginning to end, I only had one choice.

Venerable