After leaving the Human Race's territory, Zhunti decisively returned to his own cultivation grounds on Mount Sumeru in the Western Lands.
With a Saint's power, the journey took scarcely any time.
Yet when Zhunti returned, lingering fear still marked his face, and he seemed badly shaken.
Within the Great Thunderclap Temple's Buddha-Realm, Daoist Jieyin looked at the flustered Zhunti in surprise and could not help asking, "Junior brother, what happened to you?"
Naturally, Zhunti had not told Jieyin what he had done. In his view, the matter had hardly warranted involving two Saints.
Now, of course, Zhunti wanted to tell him.
But just then, a shadow descended over them.
"Insolent Zhunti! You dared interfere with the Human Sovereign's destined opportunity! If I do not teach you a lesson today, how can the succession of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors proceed as it should?"
The fury thundered like lightning.
It seemed to come from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
That terrifying power left the many Buddhist Sect disciples on Mount Sumeru trembling with dread.
The two Saints within the Great Thunder Sound Temple Buddha-Realm also sensed the terrifying power drawing near.
"Dao Venerable, please show mercy! I know I was wrong!"
Zhunti had never imagined that Lin Tian would punish him even though he had failed.
And his pleas for mercy meant nothing.
The terrifying power had already descended-a colossal palm print stretching majestically across hundreds of millions of miles.
A mere extension of that hand could shatter heaven and earth.
At that moment, Mount Sumeru also teetered, unable to bear the crushing burden!
It was a golden palm shadow, its radiance strikingly similar to the Buddhist Sect's golden light.
Among the Buddhist Sect's divine abilities, the Buddha Palm was naturally renowned.
Now Lin Tian was giving them a taste of