Venerable Yuanshi Revives

Revenge!

These two words echoed through Guangchengzi's mind like a devil's whisper, violently shaking his Dao heart, which had already resolved itself to death.

He remembered the unwilling look in his master Venerable Yuanshi's eyes when he fell. He remembered the gloating faces of the Sect of Interception disciples. He remembered Qin Mu's lofty indifference, as though they were no more than ants.

Hatred!

Boundless hatred burned through his reason like poisonous fire.

Yet the pride of Pangu's Orthodox Lineage and the dignity of Xuanmen's direct inheritance were like shackles, binding him fast.

"Senior Brother, you must not!"

Just as Guangchengzi's thoughts waged war and he was about to be consumed by hatred, a fierce shout jolted him awake.

True Man Yu Ding stepped forward. His face was pale, yet his gaze was exceptionally resolute.

"We are Xuanmen's orthodox lineage, descendants of Pangu. How can we bow and scrape before a demon dragon? If Master knows of this in the underworld, he will surely never rest in peace!"

"That's right, Senior Brother!"

The hot-tempered True Man Taiyi also stepped forward at once, pointing at the Dragon Emperor in the sky as he cursed loudly.

"We disciples of the Chan Teachings would rather die standing than live kneeling! Even if we perish today, body and Dao alike, we will never disgrace Master's mighty name! You worm, if you have the guts, kill us!"

Though their master Venerable Yuanshi had fallen, the unyielding pride the Chan Teachings inherited from Pangu remained!

Hearing the resounding words of his two Junior Brothers, Guangchengzi's body trembled, and the trace of wavering in his eyes was instantly replaced by shame.

Yes, how could he have entertained such thoughts?

He was the Senior Brother of the Chan Teachings!

But... looking at the dense mass of enemies outside,