Taiyin Heavenly Monarch stared fixedly at Chen Changqing, his gaze brimming with killing intent.
"Mount Shu Holy Son, I'll remember you."
Chen Changqing's expression remained calm.
"Remember clearly."
"Next time, don't pick the wrong person."
Taiyin Heavenly Monarch's aura wavered, and he nearly attacked again.
Kunyuan Heavenly Monarch raised a hand to stop him and shook his head.
"Leave."
In the end, the two turned into streaks of light and retreated unwillingly.
Only after their auras had completely vanished beyond the horizon did Bai Wuya let out a muffled groan and sway.
Chen Changqing swiftly caught him.
"Martial Uncle."
Bai Wuya suppressed his surging blood and qi, then slapped the back of Chen Changqing's head.
"You brat, your guts have really grown!"
"You dared to go head-to-head with a Heavenly Monarch?"
Chen Changqing rubbed his head and chuckled.
"Didn't I save you?"
Bai Wuya glared at him, opened his mouth, yet could not curse out a second sentence for a long while.
Rujie muttered softly from the side.
"Senior Bai, you didn't see it. Holy Son Chen was truly imposing just now."
"If not for him, when would Buddha Lord ever have had the chance to lay hands on a Heavenly Monarch in this lifetime?"
Bai Wuya turned and glared at him.
"Your guts have grown too."
Rujie shrank his neck and immediately fell silent.
Si Youyou stood to the side, watching the group, unable to stop the curve of her lips.
Just then, several whooshing sounds came from the distant horizon.
Several cultivators flew in from beyond the mountain range. Seeing the battlefield's devastation from afar, they immediately halted, not daring to approach.
One of them gathered his courage and shouted with all his spiritual power, "The entrance to the Immortal Palace has opened!"
"Cold Moon Fairy and Blood