Zhunti Daoist stared intently at the Red Embroidered Ball in the sky.
Then he took out the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree and prepared himself for battle.
The Seven Treasure Mystical Tree had originally been a branch Zhunti Daoist had taken from his own true body.
He had refined this branch together with seven treasures, including Stem Fire Purple Gold and Mystic Flame Lapis Lazuli.
It was said to brush aside anything.
It was also known as the Seven Treasure Mystical Brush Tree, or the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree Staff.
It ranked thirty-fourth on the Treasure Ranking.
It happened to come right after the Red Embroidered Ball, which ranked thirty-third.
At this moment, the Red Embroidered Ball, which covered the heavens and blotted out the sun, came crashing down upon Sage Zhunti's head!
Sage Zhunti, who had long been prepared, raised the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree and brushed it toward the Red Embroidered Ball.
The Seven Treasure Mystical Tree was said to brush aside anything, and it was indeed incomparably powerful.
With a single brush from Sage Zhunti,
seven-colored streams of light flashed forth, illuminating the heavens.
Though the seven-colored radiance appeared simple, it carried a vast and mighty heavenly authority.
Then, that force collided with the Red Embroidered Ball, and the two were unexpectedly locked in a stalemate.
"Boom, boom..."
Two vast, desolate auras suddenly erupted in the air.
They produced a sound like rolling thunder.
The immense power made the land of The West tremble violently.
The incomparable shockwave quickly swept across the entire land of The West.
Seeing this, the bald Guiding Sage of the West immediately brought out his Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit.
A vast golden aura swiftly spread out, protecting the living beings of The West.
The Seven Treasure Mystical Tree, with its seven-colored radiance, and the Red Embroidered Ball, carrying vast heavenly authority, remained deadlocked for an unknown length of time.
Only then did those two incomparably majestic forces gradually dissipate.
The Seven Treasure Mystical Tree returned once more to Zhunti Daoist's hand.
Meanwhile, Nuwa's Red Embroidered Ball spun endlessly in the air.
Sage Zhunti, holding the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree, wore a somewhat gloomy expression.
After that exchange, he had keenly felt the depth of that madwoman Nuwa's foundation.
Sure enough, she was unfathomable.
If he had been careless, he truly might have suffered a major loss.
Zhunti's gaze remained fixed on The West.
Yet from the corner of his eye, he noticed many living beings of The West prostrating themselves on the ground.
An inexplicable irritation rose in his heart.
The foundation of The West had always been far too shallow.
Yet Nuwa had actually crossed over from the east.
It truly filled him with resentment.
Before long, a streak of Mystic Light of Creation suddenly shot over from the far end of the sky.
It then wove together in the air, forming Dao rhythms that covered the heavens and blotted out the sun.
From the deepest part of those Dao rhythms, a tall, slender figure stepped forth.
This person was none other than Goddess Nuwa, who had crossed from the east to The West.
Nuwa possessed beauty capable of toppling kingdoms and cities, and she wore the Five Virtues Ephemeral Spirit Embroidery Robe.
Her Phoenix Coronet and Cloud Robes were truly breathtaking to all in the Primordial World.
Yet Goddess Nuwa's face was hazy at this moment.
It seemed concealed by the power of the river of time and space, making it impossible to see clearly.
The only thing the world could see clearly was her pair of limpid eyes.
Nuwa, who had appeared here, merely stood quietly in the air, her gaze fixed firmly upon Zhunti.
She stared at Zhunti until he felt guilty.
Zhunti grew somewhat embarrassed and angry, then spoke.
"Saint Nuwa, what is the meaning of this?"
"You actually attacked the living beings of The West at will? Have you truly disregarded the Heavenly Dao?"
The enraged Sage Zhunti took the initiative to accuse her.
He directly charged Nuwa with attacking The West.
He immediately placed a huge accusation upon Nuwa's head.
He directly elevated the matter to an entirely different level.
Goddess Nuwa looked at the indignant Zhunti, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
Sage Zhunti's standing in her heart sank again and again.
She had clearly come for him.
Yet he accused her of slaughtering the living beings of the Primordial World.
He was truly turning black into white.
Sage Zhunti's remarks likewise left all living beings of the Primordial World dumbfounded.
Everyone said Sage Zhunti was shameless.
Now, it seemed that was indeed the case.
Saint Nuwa had clearly challenged Zhunti.
And Sage Zhunti had accepted it.
Yet now, Zhunti was changing the subject.
How could the living beings of the Primordial World not find this astonishing?
"Zhunti, a moment ago, you insulted me."
"I have now crossed to The West to settle this with you."
"I would like to see what ability you possess that makes you look down upon a woman like me..."
Goddess Nuwa's words were truly vicious.
Though she did not say much,
she pointed directly at the heart of the matter.
Upon hearing this, Sage Zhunti's face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
That damned Nuwa.
That damned madwoman...
Zhunti cursed viciously in his heart, but his mouth did not stop either.
"When have I ever looked down on you? You, Nuwa, are judging a gentleman by the standards of a petty person..."
"This farce is nothing more than a misunderstanding. If you withdraw now, we can let the matter rest..."
"But if you remain obstinate and continue bullying the living beings of The West... then I will not be polite..."
Hearing this, Goddess Nuwa was so furious that she laughed instead.
This Sage Zhunti was truly ridiculous.
She had never expected him to be so shameless.
He was simply a rogue scoundrel.
If she continued to trade words with such a rogue, it would only make her own bearing seem petty.
A mocking curve appeared on Goddess Nuwa's lips as she said,
"Stop wasting words here. I came west to punish you, you fool with no restraint over your tongue. Take this!"
As she spoke, the Tassel Red Embroidered Ball in the void smashed directly toward Sage Zhunti.
Its momentum, which covered the heavens and blotted out the sun, was an immeasurable terror.
Goddess Nuwa had already been filled with pent-up anger over the Human Race.
Then she had been angered again by the Female Saint named Sanqi.
She had never expected that Zhunti, at the very end, would also choose her as an easy target.
How could this not infuriate her?
Zhunti Daoist's expression turned exceedingly gloomy.
He had never expected Goddess Nuwa to attack the instant she spoke.
She truly was a madwoman.
While Zhunti Daoist cursed inwardly, the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree in his hand did not remain idle.
He swung it repeatedly.
It clashed fiercely with the Red Embroidered Ball.
Boundless power of Dao rhythms flashed ceaselessly above The West.
The West had already been somewhat fragile.
Now, under the collision of those two immense forces, it swayed and trembled.
Countless living beings of the Primordial World stared fixedly toward The West.
It was their first time witnessing a battle between Sages.
Naturally, they did not wish to miss a single detail.
Goddess Nuwa's Red Embroidered Ball bombarded Zhunti wildly in the air.
Meanwhile, Zhunti wielded the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree, and seven-colored streams of light flashed whenever he brushed it.
Those seven-colored streams always managed to stop the wildly attacking Red Embroidered Ball at the most critical moments.
Within the Heavenly Court, the Demon Emperor Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were likewise staring intently toward The West.
Both were incomparably proud, and they had originally held some contempt for Zhunti and Nuwa.
Whether Nuwa or Zhunti won, in any case, they were both at the bottom among the Sages.
But now that these two Sages had begun fighting,
the upheaval that covered the heavens and blotted out the sun truly could not be underestimated.
Thus, Emperor Jun and Taiyi's expressions gradually grew solemn.
A Sage truly was worthy of being called a Sage.
As the saying went, all beneath Sages were ants.
No matter how strong the two of them were, before a Sage, they were still merely ants.
The contempt in their hearts gradually faded away.
Within the Ancestral Witch Grand Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches likewise watched The West with grim expressions.
The Sorcerer Race possessed the Twelve Heavens Godly Devils Formation.
It could summon Pangu's phantom, and its true power was even greater than the Demon Race's Stellar Heavenly Cycle Formation.
Thus, they had naturally been exceedingly arrogant.
Now, Nuwa and Zhunti's battle in The West
instantly let them witness the true power of Sages.
Every movement carried immense heavenly authority.
At last, they had seen the power of true Sages.
At this moment, countless Primordial Great Beings were all focused on this battle.
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