"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you really are rather overbearing."
"Damn it! My injuries have yet to heal, and the Feather Transformation Sect has enemies lurking nearby, watching us like tigers. Otherwise, I would never let this matter go!"
In the central hall of the Feather Transformation Sect, Old Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, a dark glint flashing through them.
He had never expected Wuji Ming Zun to be such a useless wreck, to be suppressed and sealed by Chu Heng just like that.
Even more unexpected was that Chu Heng had shown him no respect at all. Not only had he refused to release Wuji Ming Zun, he had even shattered his Dharma Body.
The act had done little damage, but it had been an enormous insult.
One had to understand that even though the Feather Transformation Sect was now weathering a storm and had suffered heavy losses in the battle at the altar, its reputation remained. It was still the overlord of several nearby star domains.
Yet Jiang Yan had relied on his formidable strength to show him no respect at all. It was truly infuriating.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
A jumble of thoughts circled through Old Ancestor's mind several times. In the end, he managed to calm down and did not fly into a rage.
The Feather Transformation Sect already had too many troubles. It really was not the time to make another powerful enemy. Besides, he was an old monster who had lived for a very, very long time; naturally, he understood what mattered most.
"If that's the case, then we can only let Junior Brother Wuji suffer at Chu Heng's hands for now. Once the situation eases, we'll find a way to bring him back."
Wuji Ming Zun was an important figure in the Feather Transformation Sect. Old