Ever since he had entered the Celestial Venerable realm, his mentality had completely changed. He was now a lofty, invincible great figure, while Imperial Sovereigns were a whole level lower in the hierarchy of life, like an adult and a child—utterly incomparable.
Yet now, he had been injured by a child wielding a sharp weapon. Was this not the ultimate humiliation? If word got out, how could he maintain his footing among Celestial Venerables? Would he have any dignity left?
What was even more serious was that if this opened the floodgates for numerous Imperial Sovereigns to challenge the Celestial Venerable realm, he would undoubtedly be the first target. Among the experts of the Celestial Venerable realm, was there anyone weaker than him?
He had only just attained the Dao, making him naturally the easiest target. How could he not guess what many Imperial Sovereigns were thinking?
If he were still an Imperial Sovereign, he would naturally consider matters from an Imperial Sovereign's perspective. But now that he was a Celestial Venerable, he would no longer think from an Imperial Sovereign's standpoint. What he needed to consider was naturally safeguarding the dignity of Celestial Venerables. Whether intentionally or not, it had to be so.
A Celestial Venerable could die, but he had to die at the hands of a Celestial Venerable. A Celestial Venerable could be wounded, but he had to be wounded by a Celestial Venerable. An Imperial Sovereign absolutely could not be allowed to do so.
And at this moment, Ye Xiwen had crossed that bottom line. The killing intent in his heart was as countless as the sands of the Ganges, impossible to tally.
"You probably never truly took me seriously either. But I've prepared for this day for a very long time. So, how did that