The Primordial Wilderness's Many Experts Also Showed Extreme Disdain

More troublesome still, this was no longer merely a conflict between Immortal Qin and the Heavenly Court—it was a struggle for qi fortune between the orthodoxies of the saints!

Buddhist teachings were about to spread eastward; how could Receiver and Cundi tolerate the resurgence of the Three Teachings? Cundi could no longer sit still.

"Elder Brother, even Tathagata and Bodhi find this difficult to handle."

"What should we do?" Receiver furrowed his brow as well.

"Now, we have no choice but to go and seek our master."

"Taiqing wouldn't dare let our master stand idly by, I presume."

Cundi nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

"Well said."

Saints were forbidden from interfering in the Primordial Land, and Receiver and Cundi dared not break this rule.

But for now, even the Buddhist Sect's Sub-Saint could not contend with the Three Pure Ones.

Receiver and Cundi could only go and plead once more.

After all, to them, face wasn't important.

Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun frowned slightly.

He had never imagined that Ying Zheng's master would be Taiqing!

If that were the case, had Taiqing truly orchestrated the entire upheaval of the Human Race?

Yet, Hongjun quickly dismissed this notion.

He believed Taiqing lacked the ability to control the Human Path.

Taiqing was likely a pawn of that Mysterious Existence.

Hongjun sneered coldly. "Whether it's the Three Pure Ones, the Human Race, or the Witch Race, in my eyes, they are nothing but ants." In his view, the actions of the Three Pure Ones were utterly foolish—they harbored resentment toward him yet sought to change their fate by relying on the power of that Mysterious Existence.

Yuanshi refused to fade from the stage of history, attempting to rebuild the Chan Sect's orthodoxy, even willing to turn enemies into allies with the Jie Sect; Tongtian recklessly tried to leave the Purple Cloud Palace—all these actions were laughably absurd.

And Taiqing was the most foolish of all, believing that manipulating the Human Race's qi fortune could break through his own Great Dao.

Hongjun even thought Taiqing didn't understand the meaning of the Human Path at all, merely being used by that Mysterious Existence.

He had personally severed the Human Path and restricted the Earth Path, knowing the Three Ways of the Primordial Land like the back of his hand, confident that no one could surpass him. "Since I cut off the Human Path once, I can certainly do it again." No matter who was used, it was meaningless.

Hongjun sat high on his throne, coldly and mercilessly surveying the dojos of the Three Pure Ones, before finally fixing his gaze on the Primordial Heavenly Court.

Haotian might be incompetent, but he couldn't abandon the Heavenly Court as a chess piece.

Just then, Receiver and Cundi were also making their move—he could borrow their strength.

Though the rule that saints could not interfere in the Primordial Land was a law of the Heavenly Dao, that law was set by Hongjun himself, so he could break it at will, while the Three Pure Ones could only stand by and watch.

Hongjun lightly flicked his whisk, and the will of the Heavenly Dao descended.

In the Western Paradise, Receiver and Cundi sensed Hongjun's intent and were overjoyed.

"The Dao Ancestor has allowed us to wield our saintly power!"

"Hahaha, the Dao Ancestor didn't stand idly by after all!"

"The Three Pure Ones are doomed to fail this time; heaven's mandate belongs to our Buddhist Sect!"

They had only hoped for a little assistance, but now they were to act personally—this was an opportunity of a thousand years.

With Hongjun's approval, Receiver and Cundi acted at once, condensing their virtuous avatars, descending supreme saintly power, and bestowing the Buddhist Sect's ultimate treasures, vowing to claim all the qi fortune for themselves.

Daluo Heaven, Eight Sceneries Palace.

Taiqing held the Celestial Compass, perceiving all phenomena in the world, a cold smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

Hongjun was as hypocritical as ever.

If that was the case.

How could Taiqing let him have his way?

You break the rules?

Then let me completely overturn these rules!

Flip your chessboard!

Taiqing rose calmly, the aura of the Great Dao spreading across heaven and earth.

The Three Thousand Great Daos swirled around him like a river of stars; though he had not yet reached the realm of the Ultimate, he paid it no mind.

Taiqing gazed serenely toward the Primordial Land.

The Primordial Land had long endured, and the name of the Three Pure Ones had nearly become a thing of the past.

The Primordial Land, the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Two unmatched forces suddenly descended, shaking the heavens and earth of the Primordial Land until they trembled.

All beings of the Primordial World were filled with terror, and the mighty ones were especially shaken.

What was happening?

Everyone looked up, only to see the Heavenly Court bathed in Buddha light, enveloping all directions.

The once-wounded Tathagata and Bodhi were now releasing an oppressive aura that none could face directly.

Within the Heavenly Court, all were stunned.

What did this mean?

Xuandu's expression darkened slightly as he murmured, "The power of a Saint?"

At these words, everyone instantly understood.

Now, Tathagata and Bodhi bore the power of the Two Sages of the West, no longer Sub-Saint avatars but the true descent of Saints themselves.

Everyone couldn't help but draw in a cold breath.

Were the Saints making a move?

Didn't this violate the Heavenly Dao?

All beings of the Primordial World were shocked.

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi, who was refining the Chaos Yellow Essence, suddenly opened his eyes and glared furiously at the Primordial World.

"Receiver and Cundi dare to so blatantly break the rules!"

But soon, Yuanshi noticed something.

Hongjun showed no reaction at all.

Yuanshi's face immediately darkened.

"Hongjun is playing favorites again!"

Underworld, Pingxin Palace.

Houtu watched coldly and sneered, "Hongjun is as despicable as ever!"

Why did the Heavenly Dao turn a blind eye to Receiver and Cundi's actions?

Because Hongjun had tacitly approved it all!

Primordial World.

Above the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Seeing Receiver and Cundi descend with Saintly power, Haotian was overjoyed.

He didn't care whether the Saints broke the rules.

As long as the Saints stood on his side, he could save face.

Haotian hastily bowed.

"Greetings to the two Saints! Please uphold justice for me!"

Tathagata and Bodhi nodded with a smile, appearing compassionate.

"Amitabha, Heavenly Emperor, rest assured."

Haotian laughed triumphantly.

Tathagata looked sternly at Ying Zheng.

"Ying Zheng, do you know your crime?"

The Western Saints had clearly colluded with Haotian in secret.

Ying Zheng's face turned icy cold.

Fuxi and the other Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors questioned angrily.

"Saints are forbidden from setting foot in the Primordial World!"

"How can the Western Saints so brazenly break the rules?"

Bodhi fixed his gaze on the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and said coldly, "When have matters of the Saints ever been for you to meddle in?" Then he turned to Fuxi and the others, "Moreover, you Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors dared to destroy the seals of Fire Cloud Cave—this is an act against the Heavenly Dao! Today, all disciples will be punished."

At these words, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were furious beyond measure, and the billions of their clansmen were also seething with indignation.

The two Saints of the Buddhist Sect not only broke the rules themselves but also pinned false charges on the clansmen—truly despicable.

Xingtian and the other Great Witches were equally outraged, shouting in unison to condemn the base disciples of the Western Saints.

Many powerful beings of the Primordial World also held this in utter contempt.

In Five Villages Monastery, Zhen Yuanzi sneered, "Receiver, Cundi—what right do they have to be called Saints?" His grudges with the West and Hong Yun remained unsettled.

In the Blood Sea, Styx also wore a mocking expression. "The West is indeed always like this." Though he was no saint himself, he scorned the West's hypocritical ways.

After all, the Blood Sea bordered the West, and he had been schemed against by them many times before.

Above the Heavenly Court, disciples of the Three Teachings like Guangchengzi seethed with disgust at the Western Sages' actions. "Twisting black into white like this—truly laughable."

"As saints, do they have no shred of shame?"

Yet Tathagata and Bodhi, far from feeling ashamed, looked down and declared:

"You Three Teachings and the Human Race dare to rebel against the Heavenly Court!"

"None of you will escape punishment today!"

"We'll clean house on behalf of our senior brothers, the Three Pure Ones!"

Such shameless words left even Zhao Gongming, Antarctic Immortal Elder, and other immortals and gods of the Chan and Jie sects in the Heavenly Court unable to tolerate it.

Zhao Gongming, ever quick to hate evil, barked sternly:

"Acting like this—do you even deserve to be called saints?!"

Before Tathagata and Bodhi could respond.

Haotian sneered coldly:

"You traitors still have the nerve to speak?"

"Once you've wiped out the Three Teachings and those rebellious Qin dogs!"

"Then we'll settle accounts with you!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming and the other Chan and Jie immortals in the Heavenly Court burned with even greater fury!

So the Buddhist Sect and the Heavenly Court were in cahoots after all!

Neither side was any good!

Wudang clenched her fists!

Her expression was grim!

Haotian had colluded with the Buddhist Sect!

One day, she would wipe them all out!

Facing the rage of the Three Teachings.

Tathagata and Bodhi grew only more arrogant and smug.

Now that the Primordial Wilderness had no saints, they were the strongest beings!

Who could rein them in?

Tathagata looked at Immortal Qin and the Three Teachings, full of contempt:

"You disrupted the Primordial Wilderness—you should have expected this day's end!"

"Shut up and die!"

Without further hesitation, Tathagata unleashed his divine power, condensing the Buddha's Palm Kingdom with saintly might.

Heaven and Earth dimmed; only Buddha light surged, triggering sky-shattering cracks, falling stars, and tremors across the Primordial Wilderness.

All felt the crushing weight—saintly power far exceeded what a Sub-Saint could withstand.

In this battle, the Human Race and the Three Teachings might not prevail.

Beyond Chaos, in the Western Paradise, Receiver and Cundi smiled gleefully.

Tathagata's Buddha's Palm Kingdom aimed straight at Ying Zheng and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

They knew well that Immortal Qin's rise relied on the Human Race's fortune, and now that they finally had a chance to strike, they must sever the Human Emperor's lineage, turning humanity into a wellspring of luck.

The sky-veiling Buddha's Kingdom descended; Ying Zheng and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors felt immense pressure, their faces shifting—the might of a saint was plain to see.

Witnessing this, billions of the Human Race burned with both fury and despair.

Were the Two Sages of the West truly so ruthless?

Was the Human Emperor about to fall?

Just then, a vast radiance of Xuanhuang light blazed across Heaven and Earth.

The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda soared up, transforming into a colossal tower for protection. Endless Xuanhuang Mother Qi surged forth, and the Xuanhuang Airflow cascaded like a waterfall, shielding Ying Zheng, the Three Sovereigns, and the Five Emperors completely, while violently clashing with the Buddha's Palm Kingdom.

A thunderous boom!

Heaven and Earth convulsed!

The starry river shattered!

In the end, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda withstood the saint's attack.

Xuandu, wielding the Primordial Measuring Ruler, his Sub-Saint aura at its peak, coldly fixed his gaze on Tathagata and Bodhi.

"Want to harm the Human Emperor—have you asked the Three Teachings?"

Tathagata and Bodhi's faces darkened at his words.

After all, while the power of a Saint is formidable, it falls short of the Saint's personal presence—this Xuanhuang Pagoda, inherently undefeatable, is not so easily breached.

But they were not without means.

"Do you think that with a merit-based supreme treasure, you can act with impunity?"

Bodhi sneered coldly, then offered up the Seven Treasure Tree.

In an instant, celestial phenomena manifested, and seven-colored divine light surged and churned.

The Seven Treasure Tree was a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure; its Seven Subtle Divine Light could sweep away all things.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions shifted drastically.

A Saint's artifact!

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors felt a heavy weight in their hearts.

In such a situation, Xuandu could not withstand it.

Ying Zheng immediately spoke up:

"Eldest Brother, you protect the esteemed sages and leave first!"

"I am guarded by the Human Race's destiny—they cannot harm me!"

Yet Xuandu's expression remained calm:

"Destiny's protection is not absolute."

"Besides, I must obey my master's command. Even if it means death, what is there to fear?"

At these words, Guangchengzi and Yun Zhongzi of the Chan Sect exchanged glances!

Then they stepped forward:

"Eldest Brother Xuandu, we have come to assist you!"

Xuandu looked at them and gently shook his head:

"You are not Sub-Saints; you cannot stop them."

Yun Zhongzi smiled:

"The Three Teachings are one body!"

"How could we let Eldest Brother bear this alone?"

Taiyi, Yuding, and other Chan Sect disciples stepped forward, each producing their own treasures.

"That's right! Eldest Brother, we of the Three Teachings must stand united!"

The Chan Sect disciples showed no fear of a Saint's power.

Xuandu saw that the Chan Sect disciples, though only Quasi-Saints, faced the Saint's might without a trace of fear.

He sighed inwardly—truly, his master's words were correct!

Xuandu nodded with a smile:

"Good, this is the spirit of us Three Teachings disciples!"

"As disciples of the Three Pure Ones, it is only fitting!"

The Chan Sect disciples all laughed heartily:

"How could we disgrace our master's prestige?"

Haotian sneered relentlessly at this.

"I don't believe you're truly unafraid of death!"

At that moment, a hearty, clear laugh rang out!