Angry Yuanshi

Di Xin watched True Lord Taiyi flee in disgrace and felt a twinge of regret.

True Lord Taiyi might have been arrogant, but he was not entirely brainless.

At least he knew that here in Chaoge City, beneath the Human Dao Destiny grand formation,

he was no match for Di Xin. In the end, he had not dared to do anything too outrageous.

That left Di Xin with no good excuse to make an issue of it.

He had hoped True Lord Taiyi would throw his weight around as a Sage's disciple, cause trouble in the royal hall, perhaps even attack him.

Then Di Xin would have had every reason to strike back openly and give him an even more "unforgettable" lesson.

He had even prepared what he would say.

"A Golden Immortal of Chan Sect abused his power, forced his way into the palace, and tried to seize the Human Emperor's disciple."

"He wounded my spirit and brought shame upon the Great Shang Dynasty!"

"Unless he offers a few decent Innate Spiritual Treasures to compensate me for my distress, this matter is not over!"

A pity True Lord Taiyi was all bluster. Deep down, he was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

A slight scare from the Human Dao Destiny, and he had fled faster than a rabbit without daring to utter another threat.

Still, it hardly mattered.

Di Xin knew Chan Sect's overbearing habit of shielding its own. They would never let this rest.

Nezha, Lingzhuzi's reincarnation, was a pawn they had chosen long ago.

Now that Di Xin had snatched him from under their noses and dealt True Lord Taiyi such a crushing humiliation, Taiyi would never leave it at that.

He would find another way to recover his pride or take Nezha