Yuanshi Bestows More Treasures; The Entire Chan Sect Descends the Mountain

Kunlun Mountain, the main hall of the Jade Void Palace.

Dao Rhythm filled the air, and immortal aura curled around the hall. This should have been the Sage's Dojo of Pure and Inactive tranquility, yet it was now permeated by a suffocating oppression.

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, True Lord Taiyi, and the other Twelve Golden Immortals, along with Immortal Official Nanji, Yun Zhongzi, and Daoist Burning Lamp.

They all stood solemnly beneath the hall, not saying a word.

In the center of the hall, Ji Shudan, Wei Hu, Tu Xingsun, and the other surviving third-generation disciples.

They knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably with their heads bowed so low that they hardly dared to breathe.

Upon the Cloud Bed, Venerable Lord Yuanshi sat quietly. The Dao Rhythm around him was imperceptible, as if he had merged with the entire void.

He released no pressure, yet that invisible weight was more terrifying than any divine ability, pressing heavily upon everyone's heart.

"Speak. What happened?"

After a long while, Venerable Lord Yuanshi finally spoke.

His voice was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet Ji Shudan and the others kneeling below trembled violently.

Guang Chengzi had no choice but to step forward and bow toward the Cloud Bed.

"Reporting to you, Master."

"This disciple is incompetent and failed to teach them properly, causing the Chan Sect to be humiliated."

"In the battle at Sishui Pass... our nephews Han Dulong, Xue Ehu, and Lei Zhenzi unfortunately perished, and their True Spirits entered the Investiture of the Gods."

"Our nephews Jin Zha and Mu Zha were captured alive."

"The remaining disciples... were all injured."

With every word he spoke, Guang Chengzi lowered his head another inch.

With every word he spoke, the atmosphere in the hall grew heavier.

This battle record was simply too