Still Dare to Clash Head-On with This Saint?

It could strengthen the foundations of the Buddhist sect, weaken the Human Race's reserves of fortune, and perfectly fulfill the important task entrusted by his teacher...

Killing three birds with one stone—why not?

Jieyin's thoughts spun rapidly as he looked at Xuanyuan, his gaze already filled with certainty of victory.

Xuanyuan felt a chill creep down his spine beneath that stare.

He clearly felt that the other man was looking at him like a sacrificial slab of meat within easy reach, merely waiting to be bitten into and torn apart.

That was not killing intent, but naked calculation and covetousness.

Xuanyuan understood at once—what this man sought was far more than punishment. He intended to swallow him whole!

As the thought arose, Xuanyuan sneered inwardly.

You may rattle your abacus all you like, but you'll have to ask whether my brothers agree.

Had he truly come to the Heavenly Court alone this time?

"Xuanyuan, if you cast aside your sword and submit now, accompanying this poor monk westward, this poor monk may show leniency for your crimes;

"Otherwise—once this poor monk has cleansed this place of its karmic sins, you will still have to accompany me to the Land of Ultimate Bliss."

Jieyin Saint wore an expression of compassionate solemnity, every word seeming to bloom from a golden lotus.

Yet the true meaning behind his words was merely this: lay down your weapon and surrender without resistance.

If he bowed his head, he might suffer a little less; if he stubbornly resisted, the outcome would remain unchanged—only the process would be harsher.

Xuanyuan finally could not hold back any longer. The corner of his lips lifted, his smile cold and sharp as it stabbed toward the man opposite him. "Jieyin Saint, what makes you so certain that victory is already