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A fierce wind howled before Jiepai Pass.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood on the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot, originally focused on guarding against the demonic energy in the spatial black hole.

Upon hearing Lin Xuan's extremely arrogant taunt, his brows furrowed sharply, and a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up within him.

As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he possessed an extremely keen perception of his own karma.

The moment Lin Xuan finished speaking, he felt the extremely close connection between himself and the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain suddenly tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely foul-smelling scene, filled with an aura of destruction, crashed directly into his primordial spirit along the causal line.

The eyes of the Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly widened, and his eyeballs were instantly covered with extremely terrifying blood vessels.

What did he see?

His proud dojo, the main hall of the Jade Void Palace, which he had spent countless eons building and used the finest innate divine materials, was now being frantically washed away by a waterfall of pitch-black demonic energy!

The plaza paved with the finest white jade has been transformed into a stinking ditch bubbling with black water.

The immortal roots and spiritual herbs he had carefully cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years withered and turned to ash in an instant. His favorite white crane boy was lying in the black mud, convulsing, and was about to be completely assimilated by the demonic energy into a mindless monster.

"Aaaaaah—!"

A roar, extremely shrill and filled with endless humiliation and rage, exploded from the mouth of Yuanshi Tianzun.

The sound was extremely terrifying, directly shattering all the clouds above Jiepai Pass into dust.

His face, which always maintained an air of superiority and majesty, was now twisted into an extremely ferocious grimace, his features almost squeezed together.

His chest heaved violently as a mouthful of extremely rich golden holy blood surged to his throat, only to be swallowed back down.

"Lin Xuan! You despicable and shameless beast! How dare you destroy my Daoist temple!" Yuanshi Tianzun trembled with rage, pointing at the flying boat high in the sky and cursing loudly.

He's going crazy!

He, Yuanshi Tianzun, valued noodles the most and was most particular about pomp and circumstance throughout his life.

Jade Void Palace was his face, the symbol of the Chan Sect. Now, Lin Xuan used the most disgusting and despicable means to throw this symbol into a cesspool and trample it underfoot!

On the flying boat, Lin Xuan spread his hands innocently.

"You old scoundrel Yuanshi, you're wronging an innocent person."

Lin Xuan leaned back leisurely on the soft couch, pointed to Jieyin and Zhunti in the distance, and said, "This demonic energy is a specialty that these two eminent monks of the Western Sect painstakingly dug out. I just saw how enthusiastic they were and helped them deliver it. You should thank them."

Following Lin Xuan's finger, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly turned his head to look at the two Western Saints.

The murderous intent in his eyes almost materialized into a sharp sword, ready to slice those two bald monks to pieces. If looks could kill, Jieyin and Zhunti would already be minced meat.

"Jieyin! Zhunti! You two good-for-nothing bastards!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared with extreme resentment, "You brought death upon yourselves, even dragging my Daoist temple down with you! I will remember this debt!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were also completely bewildered at this moment.

They originally intended to drag everyone down with them, but Lin Xuan's spatial teleportation technique directly threw the bomb into Yuanshi Tianzun's house.

Not only did they fail to perish together, they have also completely offended the Chan Sect, their only ally.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, this...this is all Lin Xuan's trick, please don't fall for it!" Zhunti explained weakly, black blood still seeping from the wound on his right shoulder.

"Shut up! You two mad dogs!" Yuanshi Tianzun wouldn't listen at all.

He had only one thought in his mind: to get back to Kunlun Mountain to put out the fire!

One step later, and Jade Void Palace would have been completely corroded into ruins by that ancient demonic energy. He could even feel the extremely precious, top-grade innate spiritual vein beneath Jade Void Palace emitting painful cries.

Yuanshi Tianzun no longer cared about the Four Saints Alliance or the annihilation of Tongtian.

His base is about to be destroyed, and he's still here making a fuss!

"Tongtian! Lin Xuan! I will avenge you for this humiliation in the future!" Yuanshi Tianzun left behind a harsh but weak statement, feeling utterly humiliated.

He didn't even bother to put away the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage, and directly shattered the void in front of him with a palm strike.

He transformed into an extremely impatient beam of Jade Purity Immortal Light, and without looking back, he plunged into the spatial rift, rushing frantically towards Kunlun Mountain.

Lao Tzu stood on the Taiji Golden Bridge, watching the retreating figure of Yuanshi Tianzun as he fled, and sighed with utter helplessness.

He knew that the situation was completely ruined today.

Yuanshi has fled, and those two bald monks of the Western Sect are now useless.

He was left alone here, facing the towering Zhuxian Sword Formation and the extremely unpredictable Lin Xuan, with absolutely no chance of winning.

If we continue fighting, we'll only lose the last shred of our saintly dignity.

Lao Tzu didn't utter any harsh words; he simply patted the horn of the blue ox he was riding with utmost calmness.

The blue ox let out a deep moo, its four hooves treading on auspicious clouds, and turned around with extremely smooth movements, slowly walking towards the direction of the Eight Views Palace of Shouyang Mountain.

In just a few steps, it disappeared into the horizon.

The Four Saints Alliance collapsed instantly under Lin Xuan's extremely unethical spatial teleportation.

The Tongtian Sect Leader looked at the empty sky and laughed heartily. He twirled the Qingping Sword in his hand and then sheathed it.

"Hahaha! Running faster than a rabbit! Is this the high and mighty saint?" Tongtian shouted sarcastically.

On the starry sky spaceship, Lin Xuan sat up straight.

He looked down at the devastated battlefield and the two Western Saints, sprawled on the ground, utterly despairing. A chilling smile spread across his lips.

He snapped his fingers very casually.

"Wu Tian, ​​get out there and get to work. Today, we're going to do something big." Lin Xuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire Jiepai Pass.