Eastern Emperor Taiyi braced both hands against the ground and shook his head. Solar True Fire ignited around him as his form gradually recovered.
The Three Pure Ones' joint attack had just manifested a twenty-four-petaled Creation Azure Lotus, leaving him utterly stunned.
Had the Three Pure Ones not refrained from killing him and withdrawn their power in time, he felt he might have had to report to Heavenly Dao and recondense his Divine Body.
With his primordial spirit merged with Heavenly Dao, as long as Heavenly Dao remained, a saint would not die. Eastern Emperor Taiyi had actually been prepared for that, yet things had not reached that point after all.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi turned his attention to Zhou Qingqing, who was using Mystic Yellow energy to settle the aftermath of the battle, and felt that the blame for his defeat ought to lie with her.
Zhou Qingqing did odd jobs while enjoying Eastern Emperor Taiyi's misfortune.
Even Eastern Emperor Taiyi, blessed with the protagonist's halo, had ultimately fallen at the hands of her three masters—and in such a manner too. That was truly rather embarrassing.
However.
After getting up, the kid before her turned his gaze toward her, and there was an indescribable look in his eyes.
No way, Taiyi.
What I'm holding is Daoism's treasure for suppressing the sect, not a pot. Don't expect me to take the blame.
Every grievance has its source, every debt has its debtor. Even if you don't want to hear the applause, you should go find my three masters instead. Stop staring at me; it's seriously creepy, okay?
Seeing that Eastern Emperor Taiyi remained silent,
Zhou Qingqing could only feel that he had been beaten stupid.
Three masters, please have mercy and blur me out.
Hearing their disciple's pitiful inner plea,
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