Next, Jiang Chen recounted several more key events.
When they heard how the Thousand-Zhang Great Hand had seized the power of the Blood-Colored Building, everyone's eyes widened; when they heard how the White Jade Skeleton had faced the Yin God, they stopped breathing; when they heard how the River of Forgetfulness Blood River had charged above the heavens to contend with an ancient Forbidden being, they were utterly horrified.
When they heard that Tie Zhu had pissed all over a Supreme Powerhouse, everyone first fell silent.
Then one Yama lay down on the spot, closed his eyes, and muttered that he must have gotten out of bed too fast that morning.
The Shangqing Sect's master pressed his palms together and began reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.
The Lord of the Martial Sect's martial intent surged as he tried to purge his inner demons.
Only when the King of Reincarnation, veins throbbing at his temples, personally confirmed that they had neither been bewitched nor trapped in an illusion did the gathering erupt.
"Th-this..."
"That can't be possible. Absolutely impossible!"
"A Supreme Powerhouse actually suffered such an earth-shattering humiliation?"
"That's even harder to believe than a river fighting a Forbidden Yin God..."
"..."
Sister Hong, who had just lifted her cup to take a sip of tea, glanced at Tie Zhu and silently set it down. The King of the Metropolis quietly pushed his teacup a little farther away, too.
This son might have a sweet tongue, but what he did was far too outrageous. The two women still felt somewhat uncomfortable about it.
In stark contrast to them, some of the male Kings present actually lit up in unison, gazing at Tie Zhu with fervent admiration.
"What a move, Senior Tie Zhu!"
"You've done the Nine Provinces proud!"
"Like father, like son..."