Master's Avatar is Actually Also a Saint

Could Master, the venerable old man, not only be the vice sect master of the Jie Teachings, but also moonlighting as Di Zun of this Eastern Heavenly Court?!

The moment this absurd thought surfaced, Yang Jian denied it himself.

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

Though Saints possessed vast divine powers, the great momentum of the Heavenly Dao could not be reversed. As the vice sect master of the Jie Teachings, how could Master Qin Mu possibly run off to the Heavenly Court and set up his own faction?

Moreover, the aura on Di Zun, though from the same source as Master's, carried an extreme imperial tyranny. It was utterly different from Master's carefree, detached, and transcendent air.

"What, are you surprised to see This Emperor?"

Di Zun looked at Yang Jian's appearance of shock beyond measure, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

His voice echoed through the empty Great Hall, carrying a warmth that made one feel as if bathed in spring breeze, yet also containing a majesty that permitted no resistance.

Yang Jian abruptly came back to himself and hurriedly lowered his head.

"This junior was disrespectful."

"It is just... just that Di Zun's appearance is truly far too similar to this junior's Master."

"This junior lost composure for a moment. I ask Di Zun to forgive my offense!"

A fine layer of cold sweat seeped out on Yang Jian's forehead.

Staring directly at a Saint's face was already a great disrespect in itself. Let alone that he had behaved with such loss of composure.

If this Di Zun were truly enraged, with just a thought, he could erase him and Third Sister into ash.

However.

Di Zun was not angry.

He slowly rose from the Nine Dragon Imperial Throne and walked down the jade steps