Jiang Jichen's sharp rebuke echoed in all directions, stunning the crowd gathered around the Holy Mountain.
The Saint Venerable was the number one expert in the Six Paths Illusion Realm for the last millennium, a famed genius from the Nine Heavens.
Yet now, Jiang Jichen was claiming his Dao Practice was too shallow, that he was chasing shadows and neglecting the fundamentals, that he didn't even know how to cultivate!
The Saint Venerable felt this was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered.
Facing Jiang Jichen, his heart was a maelstrom of hatred, frenzy, rage, and murderous intent.
"How dare you speak my Aunt Yue's name? You're dead!"
"And my Ling Family's ultimate techniques are not for trash like you to comprehend! Die!"
The Saint Venerable roared in fury and charged once more.
This time, he was completely frenzied, his earlier casual demeanor gone.
He closed the distance, his Palm Shadows like the wind, his Fist Seals like rain, endlessly bombarding Jiang Jichen.
