The Vast Chasm Beneath the Saints

Haotian's expression grew increasingly unsightly.

The violet qi being suppressed by the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation meant the Heavenly Court's chance was rapidly shrinking.

If the Three Pure Ones truly took it for themselves, it would become even harder for the Heavenly Court to rise again in the future.

But what could he do?

Snatch it by force?

He was not even particularly confident facing Tongtian alone.

Much less with Taishang and Yuanshi standing beside him.

Haotian felt utterly stifled.

He was the Heavenly Emperor.

He had also attained Sainthood.

Yet in the eyes of the other Saints, he seemed hardly worth noticing.

Zhunti narrowed his eyes and secretly deduced the matter.

A moment later, his expression changed slightly.

"Strange."

Jieyin asked quietly, "What did you see, Junior Brother?"

Zhunti transmitted, "The aura of this violet qi is correct. It truly carries the Dao resonance of the foundation for becoming a Saint."

"But its karma is far too chaotic."

"It seems ownerless, yet it also seems as though its origins have been concealed."

Jieyin's expression turned even more bitter at those words.

"If that is truly the case, we must be even more cautious in this matter."

Zhunti was unwilling to accept it.

"But if the Three Pure Ones obtain it, the West will be completely left without a chance."

Jieyin fell silent.

What did the Western Teachings lack?

Not ambition.

Not schemes.

But foundations.

If they could gain one more Saint, the great prosperity of the Western Teachings would surely arrive ahead of time.

But at present, the Three Pure Ones had forcefully taken control of the scene.

Niu Ben had yet to appear.

If they acted rashly, not only might they fail to obtain the violet qi, they might also suffer another brutal beating.

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