Above Xi Qi, Tongtian Jiaozhu's unrestrained laughter echoed through heaven and earth for a long while, making even the clouds tremble.
As he watched Yuanshi Tianzun and the Chan Sect immortals flee in disgrace like beaten dogs, he felt the resentment he had accumulated over countless millennia vanish completely beneath Qin Feng's earth-shaking slap.
Wonderful!
It was ten thousand times more satisfying than personally using the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation to punch straight through Jade Void Palace!
"Refreshing! Utterly refreshing!"
With a flash, Tongtian Jiaozhu appeared before Qin Feng. His fan-sized hand landed heavily on Qin Feng's shoulder with a bang, his eyes shining as though he were looking at some priceless treasure.
"Fellow Daoist Qin Feng! You truly are my lucky star! Come! Don't stay here any longer—come with me to Golden Ao Island! I'll have all the immortals of the Interception Sect come pay their respects to you, our great hero! We won't return until we're drunk!"
With that enthusiasm and familiarity, anyone unaware of the truth would have thought the two had grown up wearing the same pair of pants.
Qin Feng staggered from the blow, rubbed his numb shoulder, and showed a helpless wry smile.
"Fellow Daoist Tong Tian, next time, you should use that strength on Yuanshi's other cheek."
Tongtian Jiaozhu froze for a moment, then burst into even louder laughter. Pointing at Qin Feng, he laughed until tears nearly came out.
"Hahahaha! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Kid, you're exactly to my liking! Far too much to my liking!"
However, while Tongtian Jiaozhu wanted to invite Qin Feng back to Golden Ao Island, the countless disciples of the Interception Sect had entirely different thoughts.
Everything that had happened on the Xi Qi battlefield had already spread throughout the prehistoric world through all kinds of Water Mirror