Ji Chang's Death

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Jade Void Palace.

"Where is Zhunti?!"

"What the hell is he doing?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun watched as his seven beloved disciples were strung up and beaten by Zhao Gongming alone, his face turning ashen. He roared madly in his heart.

At this rate, his remaining disciples would likely be unable to escape this calamity either!

Yuanshi glanced at Tongtian, calculating whether he should strike while Tongtian was unprepared and use a great Divine Ability to teleport his disciples back...

"Senior Brother Yuanshi, don't entertain any petty schemes now!"

Tongtian caught Yuanshi's gaze. As brothers, the moment Yuanshi so much as twitched his backside, Tongtian knew what sort of shit he was about to take. He took out the Green Duckweed Sword and slowly stroked it.

"Hehe."

Seeing Tongtian's gesture, Yuanshi gave two dry laughs, and the little scheme in his heart instantly vanished.

"Junior Brother, what exactly are you plotting?"

Jieyin watched the veins continually twitching on Yuanshi's forehead, secretly growing anxious.

If possible, he did not want to clean up Chan Sect's mess either. But now that the Three Religions were known to stand as one, standing by and watching them die would not only damage the Western Sect's reputation. Yuanshi remained silent now only because the rules prevented him from acting. Once the Investiture of the Gods ended, there would certainly be a reckoning.

"Junior Brother, please hurry and save Chan Sect's junior nephews."

Jieyin secretly transmitted his voice. Given Zhunti's previous conduct, he did not speak as he had before, but was comparatively courteous, with a trace of supplication.

"Understood!"

Hearing the reply by his ear, Jieyin shook his head.

"So it has finally come to this."