The Finale

No one found it strange that Ji Yuanfang had managed to persuade True Master Jiuxiao to stand on his side.

Ji Yuanfang had always been entangled with the various factions of the martial world.

But Ji Taichang had secluded himself deep within the imperial palace. When had he forged ties with the forces of the martial world?

Most likely, he had begun plotting all this from the very day he ascended the throne.

"Helping a tyrant commit evil? Grand Governor, you are mistaken. His Majesty is the emperor of Great Zhou, the common lord of all under heaven. This poor monk is not helping a tyrant commit evil, but assisting His Majesty in purging the rebels."

Zen Master Longshu pressed his palms together and recited a Buddhist invocation.

Han Tianxing merely let out a cold laugh from the side.

He could not stand that hypocritical monk, but with both sides currently in the same camp, he could not say much.

True Master Jiuxiao was dead, and the Daoist sect had been completely crippled.

Ji Taichang had promised them that the demonic and Buddhist lineages would divide the orthodoxy of the world between them in the future. When that time came, it would not be too late for him to contend with that hypocritical monk.

Chen Baxian stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Leave these two to me. Go deal with Ji Taichang."

Han Tianxing tilted his head and sneered. "You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

At a glance, he could tell that Chen Baxian had only just entered the Heavenly Position. His understanding of the rules of heaven and earth and Dao essence was not particularly profound.

But in the next instant, Chen Baxian's fist had already descended.

In an instant, heaven and earth trembled,