Lin Tian immediately notified Golden Turtle Island, calling over everyone he could to toy with these mighty figures together.
At the same time, he posted a recruitment notice throughout the Primordial World.
Anyone who could devise vicious ways to torment people without endangering their lives would receive a magic treasure from the Spirit Vine True Self.
Inside the Great Thunderclap Temple.
Seven Quasi-Saint powerhouses sat in the Buddhist Halls, all silent.
"Tathagata, why do I feel like we've been duped?"
Houtu looked up and asked.
Tathagata said with a perfectly straight face, "I wasn't the one who agreed to that first condition."
The other six all turned to Patriarch Minghe.
Patriarch Minghe's blood-red face turned blue on the spot (red mixed with green made blue).
"How was I supposed to know this man would behave so atrociously? Fuck! I was duped too! That brat is utterly shameless!"
Seething with indignation, Patriarch Minghe immediately shifted the blame.
Guang Chengzi said calmly, "Some matters naturally don't require us to act personally. We can simply have our disciples handle them. This is also their chance to face the tribulations, a test for them."
The others nodded in agreement.
Then the seven Quasi-Saint powerhouses returned to their respective cultivation grounds.
I hope you all stay safe.
Tathagata prayed for them inwardly.
He had told the seven Quasi-Saints a great deal about Lin Tian, leaving out just one fact.
Patriarch Bodhi had once descended into the Primordial World, yet failed to kill Lin Tian.
Had they known that, they certainly would not have agreed so readily.
"Argh! Fuck!"
In the desolate Northern Sea, Patriarch Kunpeng stared at the deep pit before him and roared.
That pit had once been the site of his cultivation grounds, the Demon Master Palace.
One month later.
Storm clouds gathered