However, Primordial Heavenly Venerable paid no heed to any of this. He simply glared viciously in the direction where the Mountain-Guarding Formation had transported his disciples.
"These rebellious disciples!"
At that instant, Primordial Heavenly Venerable's killing intent stirred. He wanted to strike and wipe out every one of those disciples of his, who could accomplish nothing but ruin everything.
For Primordial Heavenly Venerable knew that, after this incident, the Chan Sect he had founded was now infamous throughout the Primordial World.
Whenever the creatures of the Primordial World mentioned the Chan Sect, they would remember only how its disciples, under Primordial Heavenly Venerable's tutelage, knew nothing but clinging to life and fleeing in the face of battle.
With that, the Chan Sect's Dao lineage he had established was all but ruined.
Just like the Western Religion before it.
Unless he could wield supreme great magic power to sever this incident from the minds of all beings in the Primordial World, or cut this stretch of time out of the river of time.
Making it a taboo that could neither be heard, spoken of, nor touched.
However, none of those methods were within the current Primordial Heavenly Venerable's reach.
At the very least, his cultivation would have to reach the ninth heaven of Primordial Unity, allowing him to raise his own true spirit beyond the river of time.
Yet his current cultivation realm was only equivalent to the fourth heaven of Primordial Unity.
Moreover, even if Primordial Heavenly Venerable possessed that strength now, there was still an obstacle he could not get around: the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
At that thought, anger immediately surfaced on Primordial Heavenly Venerable's face.
"Ancestral Witches!"
"This is all your doing!"
"I swear I will grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!"
In Primordial Heavenly