With Lin Tian successfully achieving Corpse-Slaying and Holy Mother Wudang arriving, the Chan Sect no longer had any advantage to speak of.
Judging by the domineering stance Lin Tian displayed, he intended to teach the Chan Sect another painful lesson this time!
When Lin Tian had besieged Mount Kunlun, Immortal Elder Antarctic had been absent. This time, Antarctic had taken the initiative to lay a trap with several junior brothers, believing they could catch Lin Tian in one sweep. Instead, the situation had once again spiraled out of control.
"Lin Tian, do you really think successfully achieving Corpse-Slaying makes you invincible under heaven?"
Immortal Elder Antarctic held the Pangu Banner, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's Innate Supreme Treasure. Its power was immense. If Antarctic fought with his life on the line, even Holy Mother Wudang could not stop him.
But Lin Tian was not Holy Mother Wudang, and his combat strength was far beyond hers.
"Compared to a Saint, I certainly fall far short. But you, Immortal Elder Antarctic, aren't even worth mentioning in my eyes!"
Lin Tian spared him no dignity, voicing his contempt outright.
The surrounding Chan Sect disciples stared, dumbfounded. Whatever else might be said, Immortal Elder Antarctic was a long-renowned Quasi-Saint Supreme, and he now held an Innate Supreme Treasure. Who else present would dare belittle him like this?
Even Holy Mother Wudang was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. She knew Antarctic's prowess well. Among the Chan Sect, he kept the lowest profile.
During the War of the Investiture of the Gods, Antarctic had never even become embroiled in the slaughter calamity. Clearly, his cultivation had already surpassed that of his fellow disciples by so much that the calamity would not seek him out.
Antarctic also rarely fought before other cultivators. His place