Taiyi, the Heavenly Venerate of Salvation, did not know that the master-servant contract between him and the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint had been dissolved by Sun Wukong. He still looked down upon the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint with an air of superiority.
"Why should I bother?"
The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint's voice was deep. With the mark of the master-servant contract removed, he would no longer be constrained by Taiyi, the Heavenly Venerate of Salvation. Facing this foe who had enslaved him for thousands of years, the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint felt a surge of murderous intent rise from his heart, utterly unstoppable.
"How daring, you vile beast! You dare to speak to me in such a manner? Do you wish to suffer the bone-eroding, heart-piercing punishment?"
Taiyi, the Heavenly Venerate of Salvation, was furious that the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint dared to be so impudent to him—it was simply preposterous!