In a fit of anger, Venerable Yuanshi took a deep breath.
"Whew..."
Though he was deeply unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
After all, back at Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had sternly warned them that the great Saints were not to interfere in the affairs of the Underworld again.
He had also said that if he hadn't arrived in time, the several Saints might well have perished at the hands of Empress Pingxin.
"Forget it. We'll let the Interception Sect reap this windfall for now."
After some thought, Venerable Yuanshi muttered to himself.
Western Teachings, Mount Sumeru.
Jieyin and Zhunti had also sensed Qin Mu leading his disciples toward the Underworld.
"Damn it!"
"The Underworld's jurisdiction should have belonged to our Western Teachings!"
"And yet the Interception Sect snatched it away!"
Saint Zhunti said indignantly.
He was anything but satisfied with this outcome.
What made him even angrier was remembering how he had disgraced himself in front of all the beings of the Primordial Wilderness during the earlier battle.
Not only had Qin Mu, a Quasi-Saint, shattered his Dharma Body with a single strike of a ruler.
Then Empress Pingxin had appeared and effortlessly pinned him down with one palm, suppressing him on the spot despite his status as a Saint.
For Zhunti, who had attained Sagehood, this was nothing short of utter humiliation.
Seeing Zhunti fume, Daoist Jieyin let out a helpless sigh and said with a wry smile:
"Junior Brother."
"This matter is settled. It can't be changed."
"We should accept reality."
"Besides, our teacher has already issued his decree. There's nothing we can do, no matter how unwilling we are."
Zhunti heard him and immediately deflated.
Wa Huang Palace.
Nuwa's face was also full of helpless bitterness.
"Qin Mu, I... had no choice!"