True Person Yuan Yi glared at Xuan He.
To be honest, he knew a little about what the disciples of Yuan Yin Temple were like when they were out in the world.
But clearly, this was not the time to pursue that matter.
He turned toward Zhong Shenxiu and laughed furiously. "Even if Xuan Jing was somewhat discourteous, how could you kill her?"
"Everyone... has to pay the price for their actions!" Zhong Shenxiu said with a light laugh. "Could it be that the temple master is still going to tell me she was merely a two-hundred-pound child?"
"What's done is done. There's indeed no need to say more."
True Person Yuan Yi stepped forward, and a terrifying aura erupted from him.
This temple master of Yuan Yin Temple had astonishingly cultivated to the Dao Sect's ninth realm—the realm of Divine Transformation!
Those in Divine Transformation had perfected their essence, energy, and spirit, stepping onto the summit of cultivation. Next, they needed to comprehend the principles of the Great Dao and face the calamity of Dao Transformation.
If they could suppress Dao Transformation and emerge from the calamity, they would become—a Dao Sect Great Sage!
But ninety-nine percent of Divine Transformation cultivators in the world did not dare take that step. After all, the disaster of Dao Transformation was more terrifying than any other calamity, enough to doom any cultivator to eternal ruin.
"Temple Master, be careful! That person's maid is also a great demon!"
Daoist Xuan He shouted.
"Colluding with demons, you're not only from a heterodox sect, you've also fallen into the Demonic Path. Everyone under heaven has the right to kill you!"
True Person Yuan Yi formed hand seals with both hands and slowly pushed them forward.
One azure and one scarlet beam of light, like the