The Crisis of Venerable Yuanshi's Demise

Elsewhere.

Qin Mu's true body had already walked up to Venerable Yuanshi.

Venerable Yuanshi stood there with his hair disheveled and his robe in tatters, not a trace of a Heavenly Dao Saint's dignity remaining.

He stared fixedly at Qin Mu, his chest heaving violently.

Looking at this utterly bedraggled Second Senior Uncle, Qin Mu's eyes held not the slightest pity, only deep disgust.

"Yuanshi."

Qin Mu spoke, his voice as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

"Do you know your sin?"

Hearing this, Venerable Yuanshi abruptly raised his head.

"Sin?"

"What sin have I committed!"

He tore his throat raw with a roar.

Qin Mu's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly took a step forward. Terrifying pressure crashed directly into Venerable Yuanshi.

"As one of the Three Pure Ones, transformed from Pangu Primordial Spirit, you have enjoyed all the blessings left behind by the Primordial Wilderness."

"You call yourself Pangu's Orthodox Lineage at every turn, flaunting your obedience to the Heavenly Dao everywhere."

"But look at what you did today!"

Qin Mu pointed toward where the demonic gate had just vanished, berating him furiously.

"For that laughable scrap of jealousy, for that insignificant private grudge of yours!"

"You actually colluded with the Devil Race!"

"You actually tried to bring Luohu into the Primordial Wilderness!"

"Do you know what this world would become if the Devil Race's army set foot in the Primordial Wilderness?"

"Living beings would be plunged into misery, and all things would fall into silence!"

"The boundless Merit Great God Pangu earned by opening heaven and earth was nearly ruined by your hands!"

Every word Qin Mu spoke struck at the heart, exploding over Peach Mountain like thunderclaps.

All the great experts throughout the Primordial Wilderness heard every word clearly.

Everyone felt contempt for Venerable Yuanshi's actions.