Xing Tian Fights Taishang

"Impudent!"

A cold, furious shout suddenly exploded across the void. Before the words had even faded, Zhu Jiuyin forcibly seized a figure from the depths of the endless void and dragged him heavily down before the crowd.

The newcomer was an elderly man with white hair hanging to his shoulders. His face and build were identical to the golden giant avatar wreaking havoc outside. He was none other than Taishang's true body in this world.

At that moment, his eyes were wide with rage, his face twisted in fury, yet he was firmly bound by an invisible power of the Great Dao and utterly unable to move.

"Hehe, a mere Golden Immortal of the Origin dares call himself Taishang? Willingly serving as the Heavenly Dao's hawk and hound, staining such a glorious name!"

Gonggong raised a hand and waved it. Boundless divine water filled the sky out of thin air, crashing around Taishang's body like countless chains and instantly suppressing him atop the ruined remnants of the starry sky, leaving him unable to move even an inch.

Forcibly suppressed, Taishang was both shocked and enraged. He forcibly swallowed his anger and demanded in a low voice, "Who exactly are you people? Poor Daoist believes he has neither grievance nor enmity with you all. Why humiliate me like this?"

Only now did he realize something was wrong. The auras around these mysterious experts before him seemed utterly ordinary, yet not a single one of them was someone whose cultivation he could see through.

Understanding dawned on him in an instant. Either they possessed treasures capable of concealing the heavens, or their cultivation far surpassed his own, having reached a realm beyond his ability to fathom.

The suppressive force of Gonggong's casual strike just now had completely crushed his Dao cultivation.

Cherishing