It's Him!
Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the hearts of Immortal Weng of the South Pole, the twelve Golden Immortals and other disciples.
Their hearts trembled, and their bodies trembled. Although their master had restored the Jade Mirage Palace at Qilin Cliff of Kunlun Mountain with supreme power.
But …
Some things could not be restored by the so-called supreme power, such as Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's face. What did the Sage care about the most?
Undoubtedly, it was his face. Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was even more so!
Face was one of them.
Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was unwilling to accept the death of Taoist Randeng of Chanism and the death of many disciples of Chanism in Kunlun Mountain!
They could imagine how angry their master Heavenly Lord Yuanshi would be. The fire would probably burn fiercely!
Drown them completely!
They did not want to go to the Jade Mirage Palace. They wanted to go back to their dojo, but … they had no choice.
They could only go to the Jade Mirage Palace.
...
Inside the Jade Mirage Palace.
With Immortal Weng of the South Pole and the twelve Golden Immortals as the leaders, some second-generation disciples of Chanism stood at the front, followed by the rest of the disciples of Chanism. At this time, these disciples of Chanism, who were high and mighty in the Eldritch Continent, lowered their arrogant heads. Their foreheads were sweating profusely, and their backs were the same.
Although they were high and mighty disciples of Chanism in the Eldritch Continent, they were nothing in front of Heavenly Lord Yuanshi in the Jade Mirage Palace.
They were just ordinary disciples.
Heavenly Lord Yuanshi sat on the cloud bed, closed his eyes and frowned. The atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive. Under such an atmosphere, every disciple of Chanism was extremely nervous.
The more oppressive the atmosphere was, the more silent their master Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was. This meant that their master was even angrier. Once the silent anger exploded, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was still calculating. He did not believe that the other party had destroyed his Jade Mirage Palace dojo. It was impossible that he could not figure out such a huge karma, even if the mysteries of heaven were chaotic under the calamity.
But …
Yuanshi Tianzun sighed after trying his best to calculate. Even though he had traveled through the river of time, he was still in a state of chaos and could not calculate anything.
The Heavenly Primogenitor thought to himself, "With such a huge Karma, even if he has concealed his own Heavenly Design, coupled with the Aeons Tribulation, how can I, a Saint, not be able to divine any clues?"
"Could it be that there's a saint behind that thief who's shielding him from the heavens?
But … the sages all went to the Purple Cloud Palace to discuss the Cultivation Tribulation. Only Ping Xin stayed in the Netherworld and did not enter the Untainted Land. Could it be that the person who destroyed my Taoist field had something to do with Ping Xin? "
"Could it be that the thief's strength is on par with a Sage's?" This thought surfaced in the Primeval Lord of Heaven's mind, but was quickly dismissed by him.
Saint?
Are you kidding me?
If another Sage had appeared in the Untainted Land, they would have sensed it as they were also Sages.
...
Whoosh!
Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes, and a terrifying Saint Aura erupted from his body.
Clang!
Under the Saint Aura, the disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment knelt down one by one. Their bodies trembled, and they murmured in their hearts, "It's over, it's over."
The Primeval Lord of Heaven said faintly, "Who among you can tell me what happened in Kunlun Mountain?" There was no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy in his voice.
"This …"
The Immortal Weng of the South Pole, the twelve Golden Immortals, and the other disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment lowered their heads even more. They did not dare to speak at all, nor were they willing to speak.
Pretending to be deaf and dumb had become their means of self-protection.
They thought that they had the right to choose. In fact, they did not have the right to choose at all. From the beginning to the end, the right to choose was in the hands of the Primeval Lord of Heaven.
They only had the fate of being chosen. Pretending to be deaf and dumb could not change anything.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven glanced at the disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment, and finally fixed his eyes on the Immortal Weng of the South Pole. He said, "Tell me what happened in Kunlun Mountain, South Pole."
"I …"
When the Immortal Weng of the South Pole heard the Primeval Lord of Heaven calling his name, he could not help but say in his heart, "Oh, damn, why did you choose me?"
He was a little depressed in his heart.
But he was depressed.
Since the Primeval Lord of Heaven had spoken, he could not open his mouth to tell the Primeval Lord of Heaven. He did not want to say it.
If he dared to be so stubborn, the Primeval Lord of Heaven would definitely slap him.
He would let him experience what it meant to have his soul scattered.
The Immortal Weng of the South Pole told the Primeval Lord of Heaven everything that had happened. At the end, the Immortal Weng of the South Pole did not forget to add, "Master, when we heard about the abnormal movement in Kunlun Mountain, we were already rushing to Kunlun Mountain without stopping. But when we arrived, we were still a step too late. The thief had also destroyed Kunlun Mountain and disappeared."
After saying that.
The Immortal Weng of the South Pole lowered his head. He could already foresee the anger of the Primeval Lord of Heaven. Not only the Immortal Weng of the South Pole lowered his head, but the other disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment also lowered their heads.
They were waiting for the anger of the Primeval Lord of Heaven.
But …
To their surprise, the Primeval Lord of Heaven did not get angry as they had imagined.
After the Primeval Lord of Heaven heard the Immortal Weng of the South Pole's words, he came to a conclusion that the Immortal Weng of the South Pole and his disciples had all seen the thief's appearance.
As long as they knew the thief's appearance, wouldn't it be easy?
The Primeval Lord of Heaven did not get angry for a long time, which made them stunned. They said, "Is this really our master, the Primeval Lord of Heaven?
Could this be a fake?
Why is he not angry? "
Just when the disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment were stunned, the Primeval Lord of Heaven said, "Immortal Weng of the South Pole, did you all see the thief's appearance clearly?"
"Yes, master.
We all saw the thief's appearance clearly. Not only did we see it, but all the powerful figures in the Untainted Land clearly saw the thief's appearance.
That guy is very handsome. It's hard to forget him after seeing him once. "
The Immortal Weng of the South Pole was puzzled when he heard the Primeval Lord of Heaven's words, but he still answered truthfully.
"Very good!"
The Primeval Lord of Heaven was delighted when he heard that. He was worried that he could not deduce which audacious guy dared to destroy his dojo and had his appearance.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven wanted to deduce who was so audacious?
It would be much easier.
"Immortal Weng of the South Pole, draw the thief's appearance for me." The Primeval Lord of Heaven ordered.
"Yes!"
The Immortal Weng of the South Pole did not hesitate. He used his finger as a pen and sketched out Hun Xiu's appearance in the void. Needless to say, it was exactly the same. The real Hun Xiu appeared in the hall.
After the Immortal Weng of the South Pole drew it, he said, "Master, this is the thief's appearance!"
"It's him!"
The Primeval Lord of Heaven looked at the thief drawn by the Immortal Weng of the South Pole and muttered. He could not help but be dumbfounded.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven knew the guy drawn by the Immortal Weng of the South Pole.