Chan Sect Immortals Were All Dumbfounded: What Red Dust Tribulation? We Really Don't Know Who Set Us Up

"What? The Human Race had backlash against a Saint?"

"Master, are you saying Senior Grandmaster Uncle was injured? But he is a Heavenly Dao Saint! How could he possibly be injured? Among the Saints, he is the strongest. Looking across the Primordial Wilderness, who could possibly contend with someone like him?"

"Master, did you get it wrong? Senior Grandmaster Uncle is the master of the Human Sect. He also controls Human Race Supreme Treasures like the Human Dao Seal and the Kongtong Seal. Among the Saints, his control over the Human Race is unmatched, yet today you say he suffered backlash from the Human Race's Fortune Aura? That can't be possible, can it? How could the Human Race possibly backlash against Senior Grandmaster Uncle?"

"Master, are you trying to fool us...?"

The first thing the Chan Sect Immortals did upon hearing this—

was deny it.

Each of them spoke up to question him.

"Insolence!!!"

Venerable Yuanshi had already been angry enough that this group of wretches failed to recognize their mistakes.

Yet they actually dared to talk back.

His anger instantly surged.

Without another word, he took out the Immortal-Beating Whip and lashed it at the immortals.

The immortals were struck hard by the Immortal-Beating Whip. The intense pain made them all curl up on the ground and howl miserably.

This pain was not merely pain of the flesh.

Their Primordial Spirits were also in excruciating agony!!

Moreover, there was no way to alleviate it. That searing pain was even magnified tens of millions of times.

Only after watching his disciples curl up on the ground for over half an hour—

did Venerable Yuanshi snort coldly and remove their pain.

The Chan Sect Immortals were drenched in cold sweat from the pain. They hurriedly knelt on the ground and thanked