Reasoning Doesn't Work, So Use Fists

"Your Chan Sect's face has been completely, utterly disgraced!"

Qin Feng's final words, like divine thunder from the ninth heaven, carried the weight of final judgment as they crashed down.

The sound pierced Skeleton Mountain and spread across the four wilds of the Primordial World, echoing clearly in the ears of every great power secretly observing the scene.

Utterly disgraced!

High above in the sky, the twelve figures, once radiating brilliant light and majestic authority, now seemed to have had all their strength drained. Their bodies shook violently, and the golden wheels of merit behind their heads flickered, as if on the verge of extinguishing at any moment.

"Pfft!"

Following Huang Long Zhenren, Daoist Heavenly Venerate, whose cultivation was slightly inferior, couldn't help but be overwhelmed by a surge of Blood Essence. He spat out a mouthful of golden immortal blood, spraying it across the sky, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

His Dao Heart, under Qin Feng's soul-piercing words, had already developed cracks!

The remaining Golden Immortals, even those with resolute minds or arrogant dispositions like Yu Ding Zhenren and Taiyi Zhenren, now had flushed faces, bloodshot eyes, and bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Not out of fear.

It was humiliation! It was rage!

It was their pride in their Origin, their teachings, their identities, being stripped bare layer by layer by Qin Feng in front of the entire Primordial World, thrown to the ground, and trampled upon!

When had their Chan Sect ever suffered such a profound humiliation!

In the void, the interwoven divine senses now boiled over completely.

Northern Darkness Demon Master Palace.

Kunpeng smashed the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing throne in front of him with a single palm. He roared to the heavens with excitement, his laughter creating billions of colossal waves that nearly overturned the entire Northern Sea.

"Good! Good! Good! Well said! The Chan Sect's face is utterly disgraced! Hahaha, in my countless years of existence, I have never heard such pleasing words! Who is this person? No matter who he is, from this day forward, he shall be my esteemed guest, Demon Master Kunpeng!"

Within Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi and Old Ancestor Hongyun exchanged glances, their expressions no longer shocked, but stunned.

"Daoist brother... this fellow Daoist... he... he's practically poking a hole in the heavens!" Old Ancestor Hongyun stammered, his voice trembling.

Zhen Yuanzi sighed deeply, his eyes filled with extreme complexity.

"He's not just poking a hole in the heavens; he's digging at Primal Beginning Saint's foundation! After today, the Chan Sect's teachings will likely become a laughingstock throughout the Primordial World."

In Fire Cloud Cave, Human Emperor Xuanyuan's hand rested on his sword hilt, his eyes blazing with battle intent, almost bursting forth from his body!

"Bold! What a magnificent display of reason as a sword! Such integrity deserves a toast!"

Only Fuxi frowned, his Bagua compass spinning wildly in his hand, yet revealing only chaos.

"This person has completely muddled the heavenly secrets. The Investiture of the Gods Calamity... I fear unforeseen variables that even we cannot predict will emerge!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, amidst the shame and deathly silence that could freeze time itself.

Guang Chengzi, the foremost of the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, finally made a move.

Slowly, word by word, he raised his head. His once refined face was now completely contorted with extreme rage. In his eyes, there was no trace of immortal demeanor left, only a palpable, bone-chilling killing intent!

Dao Heart unstable? Teachings refuted?

So what!

When reason fails, use fists!

When dignity is torn to shreds, wash it away with blood!

"Good... good for you, you glib-tongued demon!"

Guang Chengzi gritted out a few words, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of scrap iron were grinding together.

He had completely abandoned any pretense of debate. Killing intent blazed on his face, and he roared, his voice shaking the nine heavens!

"Why should the actions of my Chan Sect require explanation to an ant like you!"

"Since you refuse a toast and prefer a beating, today, I shall show you what true reason is!"

Zheng--!

A clear sword cry echoed through heaven and earth!

In Guang Chengzi's hand, the Male-Female Twin Swords were unsheathed. Two peerless sword energies, one yin and one yang, like two entwined enraged dragons, shot up into the sky, tearing through the sea of clouds and churning the wind and rain! The incomparably sharp sword intent sliced the space before him into countless dark fissures!

The terrifying might of the Chan Sect's senior disciple erupted completely, without reservation, at this moment!

However, facing this killing intent and sword energy that could make even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal turn pale.

Qin Feng, upon hearing this, actually smiled.

In that smile, there was a hint of relief, and a touch of... impatience.

"Finally dropping the act?"

Qin Feng curled his lips, flexing his wrists with a series of crisp cracking sounds.

"I've long felt that reasoning with a bunch of hypocritical gentlemen like you is a complete waste of breath."

Before his words even fell, he made a move that silenced the entire Primordial World.

Qin Feng slowly extended a finger and gently shook it at the murderous Guang Chengzi.

His movements were filled with contempt, utterly dismissive, as if swatting away an annoying fly.

Immediately, his gaze swept over the twelve figures in the sky. With an extremely arrogant, overbearing tone, as if stating a fact, he slowly spoke.

"One by one is too slow."

"You twelve, come at me together."

BOOM!!!

This statement was ten thousand times more shocking than all the heart-piercing words spoken before!

Throughout the entire Primordial World, all the powerful beings paying attention to this place felt their minds go blank with a "buzz"!

He's gone mad!

This guy has completely lost his mind!

Those were the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!

They were twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals!

Each one was a top-tier powerful being who could suppress a region. When they joined forces to form a formation, even Quasi-Saints would retreat three steps!

And he... wanted to fight all twelve of them at once?

After a brief moment of dead silence, twelve torrents of sky-high rage erupted from the heavens!

"You're asking for death!"

"Insolent cur! Who do you think you are!"

"Kill him! Today, we will utterly destroy his soul!"

Qin Feng's arrogance was like a bucket of divine fire, completely igniting the extreme rage and killing intent that had long been building within the hearts of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

This was no longer a matter of face!

This was an irreconcilable, deadly feud!

"You're asking for death!!!"

Daoist Tianzun, known for his fiery temper, was the first to lose control.

He had just been angered by Qin Feng to the point of spitting blood. Now, with fresh and old grievances surging into his heart, his eyes turned blood-red, and he looked like a madman.

With a world-shattering roar, Daoist Tianzun made the first move!

He slammed the top of his head, and a treasure pestle, shimmering with golden light and carved with demon-subduing runes, shot up into the sky!

It was his treasure for proving the Dao, the Demon Subduing Pestle!

Hum!

As the Demon Subduing Pestle emerged, wind and thunder followed, and the heavens and earth changed color!

The treasure pestle grew instantly in the air, transforming into a golden stream of light that pierced through the heavens and earth. It was like an ancient divine mountain, carrying the immense power to crush the heavens and the ancient, overbearing laws that could suppress all demonic evils and shatter all illusions in the world!

The terrifying aura locked onto Qin Feng below, as if intending to smash him and the entire Skeleton Mountain into nothingness!

The battle was about to erupt!

Facing this world-destroying strike, all the powerful beings in the void held their breath.

They wanted to see how this guy, who was outrageously arrogant, would respond!

However, Qin Feng stood there, still with his usual calm and composed demeanor.

He didn't even lift an eyelid. He simply looked at the Demon Subduing Pestle descending from the sky with terrifying might, a playful curve forming on his lips.

It was as if it wasn't a congenital spiritual treasure, but just a slightly larger pebble flying towards him.