Randeng had long since decided to tear away all pretense, and now he had no fear at all:
"Old Thief Yuanshi, since you want to hear it, then listen carefully."
His booming voice echoed through heaven and earth.
Taoist Randeng cursed at the Primal Sage from afar without the slightest fear.
"I, Randeng, say that Yuanshi is an old thief—useless in both letters and arms, the biggest piece of trash among the Three Pure Ones. In terms of magical power, you cannot compare to Taishang. In terms of combat strength, you cannot compare to Tongtian. I call you an old thief, I call you trash. Do you accept that or not?"
"You're still mocking me here? How are you any stronger than me?"
This voice burst from Taoist Randeng with bitter hatred. Like crashing mountains and roaring seas, it reverberated endlessly between heaven and earth.
"Hiss..."
The sound of people drawing sharp breaths rang out through heaven and earth once again.
Other than that, there was no other sound.
Everyone was terrified out of their wits.
All of them admired Taoist Randeng's boundless courage.
With Randeng's sheer boldness, he was a rarity in the Primordial Land.
Everyone had originally felt some sympathy for Randeng's plight.
But now, they all raised their thumbs at Taoist Randeng.
He even dared to curse a Sage outright. What could possibly be left that he would not dare to do?
From this day onward, Randeng was a true man.
Yuanshi Tianzun was even more enraged upon hearing this.
That unlucky bastard Randeng actually looked down on him so much?
Old thief?
Trash?
Useless in both letters and arms?
His magical power was inferior to Taishang's?
His combat strength was inferior to Tongtian's?
At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun was trembling all over.
His serene state of mind, untouched by all laws and gentle as water, had been utterly shattered by Taoist Randeng's words.
Yet he was proud by nature and had always been poor with words.
For a moment, he could not even find the words to retort...
His lips trembled as he tried to say something, yet he did not even know what words to use.
Yuanshi Tianzun did not retort, and the entire Primordial Land fell into an eerie silence...
Since the Primal Sage had not retorted, who would dare to casually interrupt?
Taishang of Tushita Palace could not help revealing a faint smile upon hearing this.
Although that fool Randeng had cursed his second brother, he was not angry.
Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.
After all, while that fool Randeng cursed his second brother, he had also subtly praised him.
He had invisibly elevated Taishang's standing. How could that not make him feel pleased?
Sage Tongtian of Golden Turtle Island, Biyou Palace, felt just as pleased upon hearing this.
He knew that his second brother had always looked down on him somewhat.
He also looked down on the Interception Sect.
He believed that the disciples of the Interception Sect were merely Those Born from Eggs and Dampness, incapable of entering refined society.
The two of them had argued several times over this.
Now that his second brother was being cursed, Tongtian felt thoroughly refreshed.
Taoist Randeng had also helped him vent some frustration without realizing it.
That particular line was especially well said.
In terms of combat strength, his second brother truly was no match for him.
After all, he possessed the Four Swords of Zhuxian.
They could not be broken without four Sages.
Even if his second brother possessed the Pangu Banner, he was still no match for him.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi within the Heavenly Court also exchanged glances.
They had never expected Taoist Randeng to possess such courage.
He had actually cursed the Primal Sage to his face.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi chuckled:
"This old man Randeng is actually rather interesting... He has made me view him in a new light..."
Emperor Jun looked at Taiyi's strange tone and could not help feeling both amused and helpless.
Within the enormous Ancestral Witch Hall, twelve incomparably majestic figures sat arranged in a circle.
They were the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Sorcerer Race.
The Hongmeng Purple Gold List was currently announcing the Mystic Treasure Chart.
It had little to do with their Sorcerer Race.
Thus, they had been waiting for the Physical Body Ranking to be revealed.
But the Physical Body Ranking had not arrived.
Instead, they heard Taoist Randeng openly cursing the Primal Sage.
Each one of them laughed like squealing pigs.
The other Sages were one thing, but their relationship with the Three Pure Ones was poor as well.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had been born from the blood essence of Great God Pangu.
The Three Pure Ones had been born from Great God Pangu's primordial spirit.
Neither side could stand the sight of the other.
That fool Taoist Randeng actually dared to curse Yuanshi, so naturally they were delighted to watch the spectacle.
The incomparably beautiful Houtu and Xuanming watched their ten brothers laughing without regard for their image as they lay sprawled on the floor.
They could not help but smile bitterly.
Within the boundless Blood Sea, an enormous figure sat atop a bizarrely shaped blood-colored lotus throne.
This figure was immensely large, with disheveled hair and crimson brows and beard.
He wore a Blood-Colored Robe and held a black and a white sword of slaughter in his arms.
At this moment, he actually began to chuckle darkly.
His laughter was hoarse and unpleasant, sending chills down one's spine.
"That bull-nosed old Daoist Randeng actually has a day when he can hold his head high... He has truly made me, Styx, view him in a new light. If he ever comes to The West someday, I must invite him to share a cup of Blood Wine..."
As he spoke, he began chuckling darkly again.
Ancestor Minghe had always disliked those Sages!
They had merely relied on fortunate opportunities to attain the realm of Sages and get ahead of him.
Usually, each and every one of them held their noses high in the air.
He had never been able to stand them.
Now that Taoist Randeng dared to curse them outright.
Naturally, he had won Ancestor Minghe's favor.
There was an immortal mountain in the Primordial Land known as Longevity Mountain.
Upon the mountain stood an immortal palace known as Five Villages Temple.
Within Five Villages Temple resided an enlightened immortal!
It was none other than Zhen Yuanzi...
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi stood atop the immortal mountain, gazing into the distance.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Originally, he had merely wanted to joke with his friend Taoist Randeng.
He had wanted to ease Randeng's depressed mood.
Yet he had never expected matters to develop to such an extent.
What a sin.
Thinking of this, he could not help feeling somewhat regretful.
He wondered whether Taoist Randeng could survive this calamity.
At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun, who had been trembling and silent for a long, long time, finally came to his senses.
He was a Sage himself.
Why did he need to trade insults with Randeng?
Arguing with that unlucky Randeng would only lower his own status for nothing.
He could simply act and suppress the other party to death!
"Old thief Randeng, where are you? Do you dare show yourself and fight this Sage?"
After speaking, he fiercely threw out the Three Treasures Jade Scepter in his hand.
Wrapped in a terrifying aura of slaughter, the Three Treasures Jade Scepter flew out from Jade Void Palace.
It instantly seemed to cross the river of time and space, appearing above the Primordial Land.
Its unmatched pressure gave everyone the feeling that a great calamity was about to descend.
Although the Three Treasures Jade Scepter ranked only forty-sixth on the Treasure Ranking.
No one dared underestimate this treasure.
After all, it was a top-grade innate Merit spiritual treasure.
It was itself jade of slaughter, killing without incurring karma.
Who would dare slight it?
The true form of the Three Treasures Jade Scepter stretched across the sky, and even the air between heaven and earth seemed to freeze.
Its vast and mighty pressure displayed its formidable magical power.
Everyone looked up at the true form of the Three Treasures Jade Scepter.
Their eyes filled with envy.
Just then, an arrogant voice came from the end of heaven and earth:
"Old bastard Yuanshi, find me first before you start talking..."
"Ha ha ha..."
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