At this moment, the Primordial Land is in utter chaos.
Seeing his disciple vanish without a trace in the struggle against Zhunti, the usually calm and majestic Primordial Venerable finally erupted in fury. That endless Saintly Pressure spread throughout Zixiao Palace in nearly an instant.
"Zhunti, you old scoundrel! How could I call myself a mentor if I do not kill you!"
"Second Brother, I will join you, to avenge Qingmingzi, our disciple nephew!" Tongtian's originally stern face was suddenly overflowing with killing intent. The resonating Four Immortal Executioners shot out from the depths of Tongtian's Primordial Spirit. Four Immortal Swords radiating boundless Evil Qi danced recklessly up and down.
"Zhunti has indeed gone too far!"
Laozi, who has always been quiet and inactive, had a face as somber as water, and his voice was like the sound of a ringing bell.
