This Scene Shocked Both the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect

Haotian summoned Marshal Tianpeng without hesitation.

"Tianpeng, go quickly and invite Lord Laozi to lend aid!"

Though Tianpeng was a nominal disciple of Supreme Lord Laozi, the old lord had never truly taught him. Thus, Tianpeng dared not defy Haotian's command and immediately headed to Tushita Palace.

Not long after, however, Tianpeng returned, his expression uneasy. "Your Majesty, Lord Laozi refuses to see guests."

Haotian's face darkened instantly.

At the critical moment, Supreme Lord Laozi actually refused to help him!

What was Taiqing Saint up to?

Seeing Haotian's pleas for aid go unanswered, Ying Zheng sneered and spoke:

"What, no reinforcements left now?"

Xingtian of the Witch Race couldn't help but taunt:

"A waste who only knows how to beg for help, and yet dares call himself Heavenly Emperor?"

Xingtian was the war god of the Witch Race, who had once stormed the Demon Race's Heavenly Court alone. Though defeated by Demon Emperor Dijun and beheaded, he still fought to the end with his nipples as eyes, his navel as a mouth, wielding Gan Qi. So while Xingtian loathed Dijun, he acknowledged Dijun's strength.

In contrast, Haotian's performance was truly disappointing.

The Witch Race had always been straightforward, and Xingtian's words voiced the thoughts of many powerful beings.

Instantly, numerous great figures across the Primordial Wilderness began to murmur:

"That's right, Haotian's actions are unworthy of a Heavenly Emperor!"

"His strength isn't enough either—after all, he's just the Dao Ancestor's page boy!"

Feeling the censure from the Primordial Wilderness's mighty ones, Haotian's face grew even darker.

Meanwhile, inside Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun cast a cold glance toward Daluo Heaven.

The situation among the Three Pure Ones had shifted.

That Mysterious Existence's schemes might also involve the Three Pure Ones.

"The Human Race, the Witch Race, and the Three Pure Ones—quite the grand move."

"Pity, this bit of power is nothing to fear."

Hongjun smiled contemptuously.

In his eyes, this was a game between him and that Mysterious Existence.

Both sides deployed their methods, echoing each other from afar.

Now, that Mysterious Existence had triggered changes in the Three Pure Ones.

But Hongjun's pieces were not yet spent; he still held the upper hand.

He refused to believe the Three Pure Ones could have such a layout.

Tongtian could never surpass him within Purple Cloud Palace.

Yuanshi, seemingly clever, was in fact firmly under his control.

Though Taiqing was strong, a Heavenly Dao Sage could not break free from the Heavenly Dao's constraints.

Moreover, they had all consumed the Saintfall Pill.

Everything was within his grasp.

How could the Three Pure Ones contend with the master of the Heavenly Dao?

In the Western Paradise, Receiver and Cundi exchanged glances, both showing surprise.

Receiver furrowed his brow, puzzled and troubled.

"Why have the Chan Sect disciples suddenly appeared?"

"And with such formidable strength!"

"Could the Three Pure Ones have planned this long ago?"

Cundi snorted coldly, unconcerned.

"Probably Yuanshi spent a huge price to cultivate them!"

"Elder Brother need not worry—we already have Sub-Saint-level Good Corpses, enough to handle anything!"

"Even if Taiqing's Good Corpse makes a move, it'll be useless!"

Receiver nodded in agreement after hearing this.

"Two Sub-Saints are enough to turn the tide of the Primordial World as it stands!"

He refused to believe his three disciples could have any stunning scheme in store.

Up in the Thirty-Third Heaven, the battle raged on!

The Heavenly Court's structures were already reduced to rubble!

The Hall of Celestial Supremacy had completely collapsed!

The Heavenly Court and Buddhist Sect were cornered!

The Buddhist Sect was suppressed by the Chan Sect, utterly unable to fight back!

Even a weaker figure like Fixed Light Joyful Buddha was severely wounded by True Lord Taiyi!

Fixed Light Joyful Buddha simply abandoned his physical body, his Primordial Spirit fleeing westward.

Countless Immortals and Gods of the Heavenly Court fell, their numbers beyond measure!

Of the millions of True Dragons, barely one in ten remained!

The Four Sea Dragon Kings watched the dragon corpses plummeting from the sky's edge!

They gazed upon the Four Seas, stained red with dragon blood!

Grief overwhelmed them all!

The Dragon Race's accumulated foundation, built over eons!

Was reduced to nothing this day!

The mighty beings of the Primordial World were deeply shaken!

The Heavenly Court had utterly collapsed!

The Human Race's Immortal Qin had claimed final victory!

Was the Primordial World's landscape about to undergo a drastic shift?

Yet just then!

Two terrifying auras swept across the Nine Heavens!

Shattering billions of miles of starry rivers!

This was the peak below the Saint realm!

The aura of Sub-Saints spread, Buddha light shining everywhere, Sanskrit chants echoing in waves.

Their golden bodies stood majestic, illuminating heaven and earth.

The Saint's Good Corpse, Tathagata Buddha, and Patriarch Bodhi descended.

"Chan Sect traitors, halt at once!"

Tathagata's golden form manifested, his cold snort shaking the entire Primordial World.

Then, a golden giant palm blotted out the sky, spanning a thousand miles in an instant, Buddha light dazzling, striking directly at the Chan Sect's ranks.

The Sub-Saint's might was astonishing; the Chan Sect disciples could barely withstand it, all scrambling to defend.

Yun Zhongzi and Guangchengzi barely held on with their treasures.

Every living being in the Primordial World was stunned—was this the invincible Sub-Saint beneath the Saints?

Truly terrifying, beyond even a Peak Quasi-Saint's ability to match.

Haotian rejoiced at the sight, but a sharp glint flashed in Patriarch Bodhi's eyes.

While everyone's attention was on Tathagata, Patriarch Bodhi swept his whisk, unleashing a divine ability that shook the ages, aimed straight at Ying Zheng.

The Human Emperor Ying Zheng was the key to all Variables.

As long as Ying Zheng was eliminated, the Human Race would remain the Buddhist Sect's vessel of fortune.

"Despicable!"

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors burned with fury.

This Saint's Good Corpse dared to launch a sneak attack!

Yun Zhongzi, the Chan Sect members, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors all moved to save Ying Zheng!

But it was too late!

A smug smile curled at the corner of Patriarch Bodhi's lips.

Before absolute power, all schemes seemed pale and futile.

Today, Immortal Qin would be utterly annihilated!

As Patriarch Bodhi's terrifying divine ability closed in!

Ying Zheng had nowhere to flee!

Every being in the Primordial World let out a sigh of lament!

The Human Emperor was about to fall!

In the very next instant!

Suddenly, a blinding radiance burst forth between heaven and earth!

An immeasurably dense cascade of Primordial Qi poured down like a waterfall!

Completely shielding Ying Zheng!

The terrifying divine ability unleashed by Patriarch Bodhi dissolved into nothingness before the invincible Primordial Mother Qi.

This sudden turn of events made Patriarch Bodhi and Tathagata Buddha's expressions shift drastically.

"What is the meaning of this?!"

"Which divine being is this?!"

In response, an utterly terrifying roar echoed!

Boom!!!

A deafening sound rang out!

A colossal, heaven-and-earth-spanning ruler-shaped divine object materialized out of thin air!

Like an ancient star crashing into the earth!

Shattering the void!

Destroying the land beneath!

Bearing unimaginable, fearsome power!

It hurtled toward the two Sub-Saint disciples!

Such a horrifying assault!

Instantly drained the color from Tathagata and Bodhi's faces.

Everyone went all out to fend off the mighty foe!

Tathagata manifested his Great Vow Golden Body.

But the yet-unformed Buddhist Sect true words had already scattered.

Tathagata sprayed countless streams of golden blood.

Severely wounded on the spot, he was sent reeling back billions of miles.

Bodhi also unleashed his Great Awakening Bodhi Art with all his might.

His body surged with surging Metal Qi.

Yet he still could not withstand the Measuring Heaven Ruler's

"By my master's command, I have come to aid Immortal Qin."

Xuandu's gaze swept calmly across the gods and buddhas of heaven and earth, his voice steady and clear, spreading throughout the Primordial Wilderness.

This battle shook the entire Primordial Wilderness, stunning everyone.

The disciple of Taiqing Saint had appeared!

The great powers of the Primordial Wilderness couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.

This clash between Immortal Qin and the Heavenly Court involved the legacies of all saints.

The great powers of the Primordial Wilderness even felt as if they had returned to the Deification era.

Could it be that more saints would join the fray? This was too terrifying!

Tathagata and Bodhi reappeared, but their expressions were extremely grim.

They had thought that with their Sub-Saint strength, they could dominate the Primordial Wilderness, only to be severely wounded by Xuandu alone.

When had Xuandu become so powerful?

At this moment, Haotian's face grew even darker.

Taiqing Saint had clearly supported him—why would he turn to help Immortal Qin?

Haotian angrily demanded of Xuandu, "Why do you aid the rebellious Qin?"

Xuandu cast a disdainful glance at Haotian. "You dare question a saint's decision?"

Haotian's face instantly turned ashen, but he dared not lash out.

Xuandu paid Haotian no further heed, turning instead to Ying Zheng with a smile. "My master says you have done well."

Ying Zheng, overwhelmed with emotion, bowed deeply with utmost respect.

"Ying Zheng pays respects to Senior Brother."

"I only hope not to disappoint my master's high expectations."

Xuandu nodded with a smile.

"Now the disciple understands."

"My lineage comes from the Renjiao Sect within the Three Pure Ones' tradition."

"You are the disciple of the Leader of the Renjiao Sect, the Taiqing Saint."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng grew even more excited.

At last, he learned his master's name—he was actually the disciple of the Taiqing Saint!

Back when Supreme Lord Laozi Preached to the World, he had pointed the way for the Human Emperor and said they might meet again if fate allowed.

So it was here all along!

"Ying Zheng pays respects to my master!"

Ying Zheng bowed deeply toward Taiqing Daluo Heaven.

This scene shocked both the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect.

Haotian's face turned pale.

So the Human Emperor Ying Zheng was a disciple of the Taiqing Saint!

Did that mean the hidden existence behind Immortal Qin was the Taiqing Saint himself?

The mighty figures of the Primordial Wilderness were also shaken.

Immortal Qin was founded by the Taiqing Saint himself!

The Taiqing Saint was far too powerful!

Inside Five Villages Monastery.

Zhen Yuanzi sighed with deep emotion.

Just how far-reaching were the Taiqing Saint's schemes?

This was merely the tip of the iceberg!

At West Kunlun.

The Queen Mother of the West was also astonished.

"No wonder Ying Zheng carries himself with such bearing."

"So he's the Taiqing Saint's disciple."

On Square Inch Mountain.

Sun Wukong was a bit confused.

Wait, how did this Human Emperor suddenly become the Taiqing Saint's disciple?

Wasn't he my half-brother in cultivation?

Had he guessed wrong?

But Sun Wukong quickly stopped dwelling on it.

So what if your master was a saint!

No matter what saint it was, none could compare to my mysterious master!

Sun Wukong stared firmly at the Heavenly Court.

He only hoped Xuandu would defeat Bodhi and Tathagata again!

After all, this Buddhist Sect was far too arrogant!

Especially that old geezer Bodhi, bullying juniors with his strength and even ambushing them!

He even dared to try taking me as his disciple!

Utter delusion!

Atop Spirit Mountain.

Kong Xuan was seething with excitement inside!

He wished the saint would just annihilate this detestable Buddhist Sect!

In his emotional turmoil, he stirred the saint's power, forcing a muffled groan from his lips.

He could only forcibly suppress the urge within!

But his hatred for the Buddhist Sect deepened.

On Spirit Mountain.

Duobao, seated in the grand hall, looked up toward the peak of Spirit Mountain.

He sensed the abnormal fluctuations from Kong Xuan.

However, Duobao had no intention of blaming Kong Xuan.

Now, Eldest Brother Xuandu and the fellow disciples of the Chan Sect were all striving for the future of the Unity of Three Teachings!

As the Eldest Brother of the Jie Sect, how could he stand by and do nothing?

Moreover, now that the Three Tathagata Buddhas had all left the Buddhist Sect!

He could move freely within the Buddhist Sect without any obstacles!

This was the perfect opportunity to take action!

Heavenly Court.

Everyone knew of the special connection between Ying Zheng and the Taiqing Saint, and Chan Sect disciples like Yun Zhongzi and Guangchengzi were well aware of it.

At this moment, Xuandu's Disciple smiled and returned the greetings to his junior brothers. Fuxi and the other Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, witnessing this scene, could not help but sigh that the Human Race was about to usher in a glorious era.

Our Lady of Wudang's thoughts churned within her. She had long sensed the powerful backing behind Immortal Qin—the Taiqing Saint himself.

What surprised her even more was that the Human Emperor Ying Zheng was also a personal disciple of the Taiqing Saint.

At the same time, she knew of the Jie Sect's Eldest Brother Duobao's hidden identity within the Buddhist Sect.

Now, with the three teachings gathered in the Heavenly Court, they had truly achieved the Unity of Three Teachings, working together in harmony.

Zhao Gongming, Yang Jian, and others in the Heavenly Court, seeing this, could not help but recall the early days when the three teachings were first established. Back then, the Three Pure Ones shared deep bonds of friendship, and the three sects were as harmonious as brothers.

Yet, as the great trends of the world shifted, the three teachings eventually went their separate ways.

Now, after countless years, they had finally joined hands once more—something no one had ever anticipated.

For a moment, countless thoughts surged within their hearts.

Western Paradise.

Receiver and Cundi exchanged glances.

They had originally thought that the Three Pure Ones were merely playing their roles in different camps, never expecting that this was all a scheme orchestrated by the Taiqing Saint to reshape the fate of the Human Race.

Such a grand design was truly astonishing!