Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the Cloud Bed, his face so dark it was frightening.
Below him, the Chan Sect disciples were all bruised and battered. They knelt on the floor with their heads bowed, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Since the creation of heaven and earth, had the Jade Void Palace ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?
Their mountain gate had been breached, their magical treasures destroyed, and even the Treasure-filled Jade Ruyi, his proof-of-sainthood treasure, had been snatched away and used as a backscratcher.
Worst of all, he, a dignified Heavenly Dao Saint, hadn't even managed to so much as harm a hair on his opponent's head. Instead, in front of every Great Being in the Three Realms, she had smashed his Dharma Body with a single blow from a Milk Bottle!
This was a disgrace beyond measure! A stain that could never be washed away, for all eternity!
"Tongtian! Xiruan!"
Yuanshi Tianzun gritted his teeth as he spoke those two names, the killing intent in his eyes almost taking physical form.
He had already made up his mind.
Once Nanji Xianweng brought that little fiend back, he would use a Saint's power to cast her soul into the depths of the Netherworld, where he would burn her day and night with Yuqing divine fire, making her suffer a fate worse than death!
Only then could he wash away the humiliation he had suffered today!
Just as he was calculating a hundred and eight ways to torment Xiruan, the disciple guarding the mountain gate came tumbling into the hall, panic in his voice.
"R-reporting... reporting to Master! S-something terrible has happened!"
"What has you so alarmed?" Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and scolded him in displeasure.
"Ou-outside the mountain gate, Interception Sect's Immortal Wuyun is