Irreconcilable Enmity

Yuanshi immediately panicked, "Master, this matter concerns Jieyin them..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hongjun interrupted him.

"Aren't you embarrassed enough already?"

Yuanshi felt a powerful pressure pressing down on him, his face turned pale, his blood surged in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of golden holy blood.

"Master, this disciple..." Yuanshi with difficulty, still wanting to explain.

"I once said that sages should not fight amongst themselves. Do you... not understand?" Hongjun's eyes narrowed, and his oppressive aura intensified.

Taishang hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Master, please calm your anger. There is indeed a reason for this. It is because the Zi Shou of the Chan Sect were misled by the West and defected from the sect. Yuanshi Brother Yuanshi was indignant and thus engaged in a magical duel with them."

Upon Daoist Zhunti stepped forward respectfully and said, "Reporting to Master, it was Yuanshi Brother Yuanshi who slandered our West without distinguishing right from wrong and even attacked us. This clearly shows that he did not take Master's words seriously."

"Zhunti, you despicable brat! You—"

Yuanshi was furious and wished he could tear Zhunti.

"Enough!"

Hongjun roared, unleashing his Heavenly Dao Realm cultivation, causing the saints' expressions to change drastically.

The Daoist Ran Daoist Randeng, Daoist Cihang Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, Puxian Zhenren, who were kneeling on the ground, all coughed up blood, clearly unable to withstand the force.

Hongjun's voice grew cold as he glanced at Yuanshi, "I already know the reason. This is the will of Heavenly Dao, you need not say more."

"I'll say it again, sages are not allowed to engage in magical duels. Anyone who disobeys..."

Hongjun paused for a moment, then said, slowly and deliberately, "Don't blame me for stripping him of his holy position and imprisoning him for eternity!"

The moment the words "abolishing the holy position" were uttered, even the most composed Taishang couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

To outsiders, the sage is high above, untouched by all Karma, and remains even amidst the birth and death of all things.

Little did they know that in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, even sages were as insignificant as ants.

Hongjun gave Yuanshi one last look, his eyes filled with warning.

"I hope you'll take care of yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun's figure vanished.

A smile appeared on Zhunti's face. He walked up to Yuanshi, bowed, and said, "Brother Yuanshi, it's a rare treat for you to come to my Western Paradise. Why don't we move to Mount Ling for a chat? I have some tea there, which you can enjoy with me."

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, staring intently at Zhunti. "Zhunti, this matter is not over."

He didn't believe that there wasn't some scheming involved by Zhunti and Jieyin.

He believed he had not mistreated these people, and that it Zhunti be Zhunti was influenced by them.

Yuanshi turned around, as if to leave.

Suddenly, Yuanshi made a fist with his right hand, and a golden light appeared out of thin air, attacking Randeng and the others.

"Yuanshi! How dare you!"

Zhunti was greatly alarmed and hurriedly summoned the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

But it was too late.

Yuanshi's attack instantly Juliusun Randeng, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and Julusun severely injured and collapsed to the ground.

The one who suffered the most was Cihang, who was at the very front.

Cihang screamed in agony as his body exploded, filling the air with blood mist, leaving only a trace of his true spirit.

"Cihang!"

Jieyin in surprise and quickly used the Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit to protect that bit of true spirit.

Zhunti was furious. "Yuanshi, what are you doing!"

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree unleashed a seven-colored radiance, aiming directly at the face of the Yuanshi.

The Taishang sighed, and the Taiji Diagram unfolded, with the Yin Yang energy circulating, completely blocking the seven-colored light.

"Zhunti, have you forgotten what your master said?"

The Taishang's voice was calm, yet incredibly authoritative.

Jieyin's expression Jieyin grave. "Brother Yuanshi, do you really intend to wage war against us?"

Yuanshi Shi laughed, a laugh so cold it chilled one to the bone.

"Go to war? No, I'm just stretching my muscles."

He dusted off his sleeves, seemingly unconcerned. "After all, disciplining traitors is an internal matter of the Chan Sect. Aren't they still Chan Sect Disciple?"

These words left Zhunti Jieyin speechless.

"You... are just making excuses!"

Yuanshi glanced one last time at Randeng and the others, who were lying heavily injured on the ground, his eyes cold.

"Brother, let's go."

Taishang nodded, gave Jieyin and Zhunti a deep look, and then disappeared with Yuanshi.

Zhunti was trembling with anger. He walked over to Randeng and the others to check their injuries.

"Senior brother, this Yuanshi is going too far!"

Zhunti said angrily, "To strike such a vicious blow right in front of us is clearly a slap in the face!"

Jieyin a sorrowful expression, Jieyin sighed, "It's understandable that he's troubled by the defection of his disciples."

"Understand? He just doesn't like us," Zhunti angrily. "What do we do now? Cihang's situation..."

Jieyin moment of contemplation, Jieyin slowly said, "It seems that the only option is for him to reincarnate and cultivate again."

"Reincarnation?" Zhunti frowned. "But in the Underworld, Houtu..."

Jieyin understood perfectly well, "We can only take it one step at a time."

With a flick of his sleeve, he gathered Randeng, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Juliusun into his sleeve. "First, we'll go to Mount Ling to heal their wounds. Then... we'll take a trip to the Underworld."

Zhunti emphatically, and the two transformed into golden light, heading towards Mount Ling.

Lingshan, Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

The Jieyin placed the four people holding the Randeng into the pool.

The Merit Pool is a treasure of the Western Teachings, containing the merits they have accumulated over countless years.

At this moment, it's all worth it for the sake of those who Randeng.

"Let's not delay, let's go."

After they finished, they immediately headed to the Underworld.

The Underworld is filled with eerie and sinister energy.

The Bridge of Helplessness spans the River of Forgetfulness, where vengeful spirits wail in despair.

At the bridgehead, Meng Po expressionlessly handed out bowls of soup.

Suddenly, she paused in her movements and looked up at the entrance to the Underworld.

Two beams of golden light descended, transforming into Jieyin and Zhunti.

"We have failed to properly welcome the Western sage who has arrived."

Meng Po's voice was hoarse.

The Guide, with palms Jieyin prayer, said, "Please inform fellow Daoist Houtu that the Houtu Jieyin and the Zhunti request an audience."

Meng Po shook her head. "Your Majesty is bound to the Reincarnation and does not receive outsiders."

Zhunti forward, revealing the Golden Lotus seed in his palm. "This is Golden Lotus nurtured by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, capable of purifying resentment in the Reincarnation. We request an audience because we have important matters to discuss."

A flicker of emotion crossed Meng Po's eyes. After a moment of silence, she said, "Wait here."

Her figure faded away, disappearing into the depths of the Underworld.

About an incense stick's time later, the space in front of the Bridge of Helplessness fluctuated, and a hazy figure appeared.

The figure was both real and illusory, with six Reincarnation images of reincarnation flowing around it; it was none other than Houtu.

"What brings this Western sage from afar?"

Houtu's voice was ethereal, as if it came from an endless, distant place.

Jieyin Cihang's story in detail, concluding, "I earnestly request that you, fellow Daoist, grant him permission to enter the Reincarnation in the Human Way."

Houtu remained silent for a long time before saying, "What does his matter concerning the Chan Sect have to do with my Witch Clan?"

Zhunti quickly offered Golden Lotus seed, saying, "This lotus seed is a small token of my appreciation."

Houtu looked at the Golden Lotus seed, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Okay, I agree."

Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed. "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist!"

Houtu waved her hand, and the cycle of Reincarnation appeared. Jieyin Cihang's true spirit to Houtu, and with a flick of Houtu hand, the true spirit entered the Reincarnation.

A fleeting smile played at the corners of her lips.

"Thank you, Houtu."

Jieyin thanked Houtu and left with Zhunti.

Houtu watched them leave and said, "Hmph, you bald monk, you're too happy too soon."

Then, his figure vanished.