Revenge!
Those two words were like a demonic note, endlessly echoing through Guangchengzi's mind, violently shaking his Dao heart that had already steeled itself in resolve.
He remembered Master Primordial Heavenly Venerate's unwilling gaze when he fell. He remembered the gloating faces of the Jie Teachings disciples. He remembered Qin Mu's lofty, aloof indifference, as if he saw them as ants.
Hatred!
Endless hatred burned away at his reason like poisonous fire.
But the pride of Pangu's Orthodox Lineage and the dignity of a direct transmission of the Mystic Gate were like shackles, binding him fast.
"Senior Disciple Brother, you must not!"
Just as Guangchengzi was locked in a battle between heaven and man, on the verge of being swallowed by hatred, a sharp shout jolted him awake.
True Person Yu Ding stepped forward. His face was pale, but his eyes were exceptionally firm.
"We are the orthodox lineage of the Mystic Gate, descendants of Pangu. How could we bow and scrape before a demon dragon! If Master knew of this from beneath the springs, he would never close his eyes in peace!"
"Yes, Senior Disciple Brother!"
The hot-tempered True Person Taiyi also stepped forward close behind, pointing at the Dragon Emperor in the sky and cursing at the top of his lungs.
"We Clarify Teachings Disciples only die standing—we do not live on our knees! Even if our bodies perish and our Dao vanishes today, we will never disgrace Master's mighty name! You long worm, kill us if you've got the ability!"
Although their Master, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, had fallen, the proud bones the Clarify Teachings had inherited from Pangu still remained!
Listening to his two junior disciple brothers' words, each one striking the ground with force, Guangchengzi shuddered, and that trace of wavering in his eyes was instantly