The leader was none other than the White-Haired Red-Eyed Daoist who had intercepted Chen Xuan earlier.
He stood arrogantly before the crowd, pointing at Chen Xuan as he said, "Do you regret it now?
Get on your knees and crawl over here to apologize to this Daoist. Otherwise, I'll grind both of you to dust today."
Chen Xuan's face had already darkened, and overwhelming killing intent seeped from his eyes.
"Since you're courting death, don't blame me for showing no mercy." As he spoke, Chen Xuan moved.
Like a ghost, Chen Xuan vanished from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already in midair.
At the same time, he had the White-Haired Red-Eyed Daoist in his grip and ruthlessly hurled him down from the sky.
The White-Haired Red-Eyed Daoist crashed dozens of meters into Kunlun Mountain like a cannonball.
The people he had brought along were all struck dumb with horror. The arrogance on their faces had vanished without a trace.
The timid ones immediately turned and ran up Kunlun Mountain, while the bolder ones forced themselves to remain where they were.
Meanwhile, the White-Haired Red-Eyed Daoist who had been thrown into the crater was no longer dressed as a Daoist.
He reverted to his true form: a long-eared Spiritual Beast as large as a white elephant, struggling as he crawled out of the crater.
Then, with a kick of his legs against the ground, he shot into the air and lunged at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan did not move from where he stood, nor did he use any weapon or magic treasure.
He merely clenched his fist and threw a punch at the Spiritual Beast charging toward him.
With that single punch, he sent the Spiritual Beast flying into the air.
When it fell again, Chen Xuan struck it back up with another punch.
As Chen Xuan continued venting, the suppressed fury in his chest gradually faded.
At the same time, he experienced the pleasure Dao Ancestor Hongjun had felt when he used him as a ping-pong ball all those years ago.
Just then, five figures flew down from Kunlun Mountain. The leader was Daoist Duobao.
Following behind Daoist Duobao were Qiu Shou Xian, Ling Ya Xian, Jin Guang Xian, and Wu Yun Xian.
When they saw their junior brother being used as a punching bag, the fury in their hearts was instantly ignited.
Daoist Duobao pointed at Chen Xuan and shouted, "You audacious madman! How dare you cause trouble on Kunlun Mountain? Do you truly think the Three Pure Ones Sect has no one left?"
As he spoke, Daoist Duobao had already produced a whole array of magic treasures—beads, seals, swords, and more.
Just as he was about to unleash them on Chen Xuan, he finally got a clear look at Chen Xuan's face.
The anger on his face instantly vanished, and he immediately put away his magic treasures.
Then he performed a Half-Teacher's Salute toward Chen Xuan. "Duo Bao, Qiu Shou Xian, and the others pay respects to Eldest Senior Brother."
They had originally thought that with Daoist Duobao and the others here, they could finally stand tall again.
Yet they had never imagined that this man was the mysterious Eldest Senior Brother.
They knew they had an Eldest Senior Brother whom they had never met, one whom their Grandmaster had kept in Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao.
They had imagined countless ways they might meet him, but never could they have imagined they would meet under circumstances like these.
Too terrified to remain standing, they all dropped to their knees, not daring to raise their heads.
Meanwhile, Chen Xuan was still holding the White-Haired Red-Eyed Daoist, who had transformed into a Spiritual Beast.
"Duo Bao, shouldn't you give me an explanation? Since when did disciples of the Three Pure Ones Sect become so overbearing and lawless?"
It was the first time Daoist Duobao had heard such a grim tone from Chen Xuan, and his body could not help trembling.
He hurriedly said, "Eldest Senior Brother, you do not know this. After Master and the two senior uncles returned from listening to the Dao, Master successively accepted dozens of disciples.
After Master imparted the Supreme Purity Immortal Technique to them, he went into seclusion in Shangqing Palace. It has now been nearly a thousand years.
Without Master's restraints, they developed such arrogant and domineering temperaments."
The moment Daoist Duobao finished speaking, Chen Xuan snorted coldly again. "Master entered seclusion to cultivate. Did you, as their senior brother, enter seclusion too?
Master had no time to discipline them, so could you not discipline them in his place?
From what I can see, not only did you fail to discipline them, you even backed them up and encouraged their arrogant behavior."
This time, Daoist Duobao did not dare talk back. He could only say with a wronged expression, "Duo Bao knows he was wrong. Duo Bao is willing to accept punishment from Eldest Senior Brother."
"You will not escape this punishment. And the same goes for all of you. I hope you are worthy of receiving punishment from me."
Chen Xuan spoke in an icy voice as he tossed down the Spiritual Beast in his hand.
As the Spiritual Beast fell from the sky, it let out a miserable cry.
Chen Xuan had torn off the Spiritual Beast's tail. Its once long tail had been reduced to a tiny stump.
After landing, the Spiritual Beast shook its body and transformed back into the White-Haired Red-Eyed Daoist.
There was not the slightest anger on his face as he looked at Chen Xuan. Instead, he knelt properly on the ground, his body trembling without cease.
"What is your name? Are you a direct disciple or a registered disciple?" Chen Xuan asked coldly.
"Reporting to Eldest Senior Brother, this junior brother's Daoist title is Chang Er Ding Guang Xian. I am one of Master's Attending Seven Immortals."
Chen Xuan froze on the spot. He looked at the long tail in his hand, then at Chang Er Ding Guang Xian kneeling on the ground.
Recalling the appearance of Chang Er Ding Guang Xian's true form just now, it did resemble a rabbit by seventy or eighty percent. Only that long tail differed from a rabbit's.
Chen Xuan could not help muttering inwardly, Rabbits aren't supposed to have long tails. Could I have caused that with my own hands?
Seeing Chen Xuan stare at him without speaking, Chang Er Ding Guang Xian was terrified.
He repeatedly bowed to Chen Xuan. "Please forgive me, Eldest Senior Brother. This junior brother acted improperly and offended Eldest Senior Brother. This junior brother is willing to accept any punishment."
If it had been someone else, Chen Xuan might truly have punished him before strictly disciplining him.
But since he was Chang Er Ding Guang Xian, it was destined to be more than a simple punishment.
After all, according to the records of the Primordial World familiar to Chen Xuan, Chang Er Ding Guang Xian was a traitor.
It could even be said that if he had not stolen the Six Souls Banner, the Jie Sect might not have collapsed overnight.
Thus, Chen Xuan desperately wanted to strike right then and twist off Chang Er Ding Guang Xian's head.
For the future Jie Sect, and for his master Tongtian, he wanted to eliminate this hidden danger first.
But on second thought, he felt he could not do that. If he killed Chang Er Ding Guang Xian, what if another Short-Eared Ding Guang Xian appeared instead?
Turning a danger he knew about into an unknown danger was not a wise choice.
So, in midair, he fully unleashed the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, then ran his hand along that long tail.
The once fluffy tail instantly lost its original appearance, transforming into a red-and-white striped rod.
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