Chapter 67: Logging Off
With the Grandmaster’s arrival, the once-darkened sky brightened again. The evil miasma around them scattered as if fleeing its natural predator. Even the towering, mountain-like evil god began to tremble in fear.
Yet Ye Yuan didn’t move. He didn’t so much as glance at the massive evil god beside him. His gaze swept coolly across the gathered mortals—and then stopped on Yun Jiao. He stared straight at her, unblinking. His face was calm and distant, yet somehow she could read a hint of… wounded grievance in his eyes.
It practically screamed: Where’s my chicken soup speech?—in big, invisible letters.
Yun Jiao’s mouth twitched. “…”
Chicken soup your sister. Is this really the time for that? Can’t you see the situation? Maybe spare Qingyang Temple some dignity, huh?
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“You… you’re the Guangji Heavenly Venerable!” the evil god stammered, its enormous body quivering harder, as if about to fall apart. Pure terror radiated from it. There was no mistaking that only the founder of the Mystic Gate could wield such crushing might.
Guangji Heavenly Venerable!
The Celestial Masters were stunned. Summoning any immortal was already unheard of, but to call down the founding ancestor himself? Even ascended patriarchs from countless sects had rarely glimpsed him.