Hua Xia's Saints were also Heavenly Dao Saints. The choice made by the Primordial World's Saints was merely equivalent to replacing the one who controlled them.
They had switched from the Honghuang Heavenly Dao to Hua Xia's Heavenly Dao.
The Three Pure Ones and Nüwa had done this because they had no other choice. It was an act born of helplessness.
After all, Hua Xia had yet to force them to do anything they did not wish to do, whereas Hongjun had directly controlled them. That was what had driven the Saints to rebel.
Thus, between Hua Xia and Hongjun, they had made their own choice.
No matter what, Heavenly Dao Saints would always be Heavenly Dao Saints. Only the one controlling them differed. This was the awkward position of Heavenly Dao Saints, and the reality the Six Saints of the Primordial World had tried every possible means to change.
Back to the matter at hand, seeing another six Saints arrive to surround him, Jie Yin felt utterly miserable.
No matter how carefully he calculated, he had never expected the Saint-slaying forces of the Primordial World to be defeated so quickly and completely.
An assault by ten Saints?
Even Hongjun might not be able to withstand that!
This thought inevitably flashed through Jie Yin's mind.
He really wanted to cry. Did the Western Religion truly have no chance to prosper?
He had only come to this world because he had been forced to. Originally, he had merely intended to coast along, but after discovering an opportunity, he had planned to snatch it. Yet now, facing ten Saints glaring at him like tigers watching prey, Jie Yin felt like crying.
This was just bullying!
"Martial Uncle Jie Yin, it has been a long time."
Zhao Gongming looked coldly at Jie Yin