'This sermon... It's clearly the Supreme who is speaking, yet he's gifted all the merit and Virtue to that "variable"...'
'Supreme, oh Supreme, what in the world are you planning?'
The Emperor Corpse's gaze grew profound. Within its bleeding eyes, a bright light suddenly bloomed.
「Meanwhile, beyond the Thirty-Three Celestial Realms.」
Two colossal Daoist Palaces floated in the Chaos, their great gates wide open. Inside, the Blind Daoist and a bruised, swollen-faced Lame Daoist stood facing each other.
Neither of them looked pleased.
The Lame Daoist clutched his swollen face, gritting his teeth.
"That damn Supreme, he can even play games like this? This sermon on the Great Dao was destined by heaven and earth to be delivered by him, yet he let Xiaoxuan do it in his stead... What is that Supreme thinking! What is he planning!!"
The Lame Daoist was utterly furious.
The Blind Daoist was also pacing back and forth, grinding his teeth.
