"Master? I hardly deserve that title."
Daoist Dong Xuan's gaze fell upon Taiyi, and his expression suddenly darkened as his state of mind rippled uncontrollably.
After more than a hundred million years apart, master and disciple had finally met again, yet both felt somewhat desolate.
Back then, Taiyi had been merely a sturdy, mature young man. He had followed Daoist Dong Xuan in his studies, always asking all sorts of questions and taking his learning very seriously.
Now that they had met again, Taiyi had become a sturdy, mature old man, but the bond between them was no longer that of master and disciple.
Toward Taiyi, Daoist Dong Xuan felt only hatred and the anguish of betrayal.
"How could I, Daoist Dong Xuan, deserve to have a disciple who killed his master?"
Daoist Dong Xuan sneered. "How could I deserve to have a disciple who repaid kindness with enmity? A disciple who exterminated every last one of his enemies? Disloyal and unfilial, unkind and unrighteous—could I have taught such scum?"
Raging flames burned in his eyes, and his killing intent was fully exposed. All these years, hatred and betrayal had haunted his Dao heart. Now that he had seen Taiyi, he could no longer suppress them!
"I took people from the Celestial Realm as disciples and accepted the Othershore as our home. What I received in return was not respect for the teacher or gratitude, but slaughter! The people of the Celestial Realm were slaughtered by the disciples we taught! Hahahaha! I actually taught the executioner who exterminated my people!"
Daoist Dong Xuan's laughter sounded like sobbing. "My disciples used my Dao techniques and divine abilities to kill tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of my people! What irony—"
"Master, when you taught us Dao techniques back then, you never