Yuding's fists clenched in secret, his knuckles whitening. Killing intent surged in his heart, yet he had no choice but to force it down.
He knew perfectly well that King Pan stood behind Yang Jian, and the foundations of the Mysterious Water Divine Continent were unfathomably deep.
If he dared make a blatant move against Yang Jian, never mind that King Pan would never let it rest—even his master, the Primordial Heavenly Venerate, would never spare him lightly for the sake of the greater scheme of the Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods.
Openly making a move was absolutely out of the question, but this mouthful of resentment—he absolutely could not just swallow it down like this!
Not being able to kill him with his own hands did not mean he could not scheme against him in the dark!
A cold gleam suddenly flashed in Yuding's eyes. His thoughts raced, and in an instant, he settled on a venomous plan.
Right now was precisely when the Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods swept across the Three Realms. The heavenly secrets were in chaos, Karma was tangled, and even the Heaven and Earth Laws were obscured by Calamity Qi. It was the perfect chance to tamper with things from the shadows.
As a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, he understood the rules of Investiture of the Gods to the bone. He only had to make a few secret moves, cleverly guide Karma, and push Yang Jian onto the Investiture of the Gods, making him completely fall into becoming a deity bound by the Heavenly Court, forever a running dog of the Jade Emperor, with no freedom to speak of ever again!
Once Yang Jian's name was on the list, no matter how high his cultivation was, he would