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Chapter 881: That's the end, the frustrated Burning Lamp!
Hongjun's calm, still eyes turned to Randeng.
He continued speaking.
"That's all for today."
"You all have seen that in the future, all those under the command of my Xuanmen will have the opportunity to receive the blessing of a saint and gain the recognition of the Heavenly Dao."
boom!
These words were like another thunderbolt of chaos exploding in the hearts of all living beings!
What do you mean?
What did the Dao Ancestor mean by that?!
That's it?
That's it?!
The minds of countless quasi-saints and powerful beings instantly went blank.
They envisioned countless possibilities.
Or perhaps the Dao Ancestor, in a fit of thunderous rage, would suppress Gu Changqing, who defied the Dao, on the spot!
Or perhaps the Dao Ancestor could intervene and persuade Gu Changqing to give face to the new Saint Randeng, so that both sides could back down.
They even considered that the Dao Ancestor might, because of the Tongtian Sect Leader, give Gu Changqing a minor punishment as a warning, raising the issue high but letting it go lightly.
But they never expected it to turn out like this!
This is hardly mediation.
This is clearly biased!
Do not!
It's even more terrifying than favoritism!
This is a tacit acceptance that is almost a form of ignoring!
Instead of pursuing Gu Changqing's crime of offending a saint and disrupting the Dao attainment ceremony, Dao Ancestor used Randeng's sainthood as a propaganda case to make empty promises to the Xuanmen disciples!
It's as if it's saying, "Look at the benefits of my Xuanmen sect, aren't they? Even someone like Randeng can become a saint, so if you work hard, you all have a chance too!"
This……
This is even worse than publicly slapping Ran Deng in the face!
Murder and kill!
This is the ultimate way to destroy someone's spirit!
And the other side.
Ran Deng was completely stunned and stood there dumbfounded.
No?
That's it?
Is this the end?
The raging storm that had surged in his mind was instantly frozen by Hongjun's two words, then collapsed with a roar, turning into a void of bewilderment.
The glimmer of hope that had just been ignited, the ecstatic joy of grasping at a lifeline, vanished without a trace.
Instead, there was a despair and... frustration even colder than falling into the deepest hell!
Endless frustration!
He originally thought that the Dao Ancestor spoke to support him, the newly promoted Heavenly Dao Saint, to suppress the madman Gu Changqing, and to uphold the dignity of him, the Xuanmen Saint!
The results of it?
As a result, the Dao Ancestor casually summed up the matter with just two sentences.
A farce.
A farce intended to motivate those who are less advanced.
And he lit the lamp, just like the clown in this farce, used as a backdrop to set the scene off!
Why? !
why? !
The Tongtian Sect Leader protected him!
Even the Dao Ancestor has this attitude now!
Who exactly is this Gu Changqing?!
In his heart, Ran Deng was roaring, questioning, and screaming wildly!
But he couldn't utter a single word.
Because Hongjun's will is the will of Heaven.
Even as a Heavenly Saint, he didn't have the right to refute Hongjun!
Just as his Dao heart trembled and he was almost overwhelmed by this immense sense of humiliation, Hongjun's voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, rang out once again.
This time, it was spoken to him alone.
"Light the lamp."
"Now that you have become a saint, you should naturally abide by the duties of a saint."
"This will allow us to return to the Chan Sect and jointly govern it with Yuanshi, thus enhancing the prestige of our Xuanmen."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun's figure vanished without a trace, disappearing completely from the spot.
It was as if he had never appeared.
Zixiao Palace has returned to its eternal silence.
However, the entire outer region of Chaos was deathly silent!
If Hongjun's previous words were a resounding slap in the face to Randeng...
So these last words were like kicking him down from his saintly heights and slamming him to the ground!
Returning to the Chan School?
To share power with the Primordial Beginning?
To enhance the prestige of our Xuanmen sect?!
If these words were spoken under normal circumstances, Randeng might have been overjoyed, feeling that it was Hongjun Daozu's recognition of him.
But for Hongjun to say this at this particular time inevitably makes one think of other implications.
Expel them!
Isn't this blatantly an attempt to drive out Dipankara Buddha?!
The implication was that you should quickly return to your sect and stop making a fool of yourself here.
"puff……"
Finally, a quasi-saint-level powerhouse could no longer hold back.
It was a muffled laugh, trembling, squeezed out from deep in the throat under extreme repression.
That sound was like the first domino falling.
Followed by.
"Ho ho..."
"Hiss... Pfft..."
The shoulders of countless powerful figures began to tremble violently. They all lowered their heads, covered their mouths tightly, their faces turned purple from holding their breath, and their bodies were convulsing.
The pain of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh out loud, combined with the utterly ridiculous scene before him, created a strange harmony.
It’s over.
In Ran Deng's mind, only these two words remained.
He knew he was completely finished.
From this day forward, he will light the lamp, no longer the aloof and supreme sage of the Heavenly Dao.
It's the biggest joke of all time!
On the day of his enlightenment, he failed to establish his authority and was instead frightened by a junior so much that he dared not make a move.
Finally, he was publicly driven away by the Dao Ancestor, losing face and becoming a laughing stock!
He could imagine that from this day forward, throughout the Three Realms and all the myriad worlds, wherever living beings gathered, his "glorious deeds" of lighting the lamp would be widely known!
humiliation!
anger!
Resentment!
All sorts of emotions, like the fiercest chaotic gales, raged wildly within his sacred heart!
His already extremely ugly face was now distorted beyond recognition, and his holy body was trembling slightly.
He stared intently at the figure below, still lying lazily in the void.
That hatred, which almost burned the entire chaos to ashes, was almost solidified!
Gu! Chang! Qing!
It's all because of him!
If it weren't for him, how glorious I would be today!
He was honored by the homage of countless immortals and worshipped by all living beings, becoming one of the new rulers of the primordial world after the Six Sages!
But now, everything is ruined!
It was ruined by that damned drunken swordsman!
However, he was met with a venomous gaze that could kill a quasi-saint a billion times over.
Gu Changqing didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
The lamp stood frozen in mid-air, unsure whether to leave or stay.
He became the focus of the entire chaos, enduring scrutiny from those who were sympathetic, pitying, amused, or blatantly mocking.
Every breath felt like being fried in a pan of oil for a year!
at last.
In endless torment and humiliation, he made the only choice.
He abruptly flung his sleeves, not daring to utter another word of politeness, and his figure transformed into a streak of light, fleeing in a disheveled state towards the Jade Void Palace!
That figure looked utterly dejected.
Watching the disappearing figure of the lamp, the Tongtian Sect Leader finally withdrew his gaze. He turned around and looked at Gu Changqing, who was still lying sprawled out as if asleep.
Even his eternally unchanging, cold face couldn't help but reveal a helpless yet amused expression.
"Changqing's apprentice."
The Master of Heaven spoke.
"Now that this matter is settled, we should depart."
Upon hearing his master's words, Gu Changqing finally reacted.
He yawned deeply, slowly sat up, stretched in an exaggerated way, and his joints cracked and popped.
"Ah...it's finally over."
He picked up the gourd, took a big gulp, smacked his lips, and muttered in an extremely bored tone.
"I'm so tired of lying down, my bones are practically rusting."
"Let's go, let's go back and continue drinking."
Upon hearing this, countless powerful figures present couldn't help but chuckle.