At this moment, the only hope of the Two Sages of the West was not the crumbling Four Saints Alliance before them, but Saint Nuwa, who had yet to appear, and the Demon Race army.
Only they could truly put them at ease.
If Nuwa withdrew or was defeated by Tongtian as well, the so-called "Five Saints Alliance" would be nothing but an empty shell, completely collapsing!
"Damn it!"
Taishang finally could not hold back any longer. He summoned a magic treasure and smashed it down at Tongtian's head.
Though Zhunti and Jieyin were unwilling, they could only grit their teeth and follow, joining forces to unleash a furious assault.
"Utterly ridiculous!"
"With such petty tricks, you dare flaunt your strength before me?"
Tongtian drew the Green Ping Sword. Its radiance swept out for thousands of miles, passing through all the magic treasures wielded by the Three Saints in an instant.
Yuanshi spotted an opening and immediately used an escape technique to break free. The Pangu Banner unfurled in the wind, and he flashed to the side of the other Three Saints.
The Four Saints Alliance had finally taken shape.
"Tongtian, if you have the courage, follow us to the Ninth Heaven and fight!"
Before Yuanshi had even finished speaking, he and the other Three Saints soared into the sky and vanished into the depths of the Heavenly Vault.
Tongtian did not care where the battlefield was. Victory or defeat had always rested in his hands alone and would never be entrusted to another.
The figures of the five Saints vanished from the mortal battlefield in the blink of an eye, fleeing into the vast heavens.
"What support do you have left now?"
Daoist Duobao swept his cold gaze over the disciples of the Chan Teachings, his eyes like blades