Minghe's Eight Bodies Break the Formation

In the hearts of all the Sages, Above heaven and below earth, I alone am honored!

The Sages of the Mystic Gate respected Hongjun because he founded the lineage of the Mystic Gate and was their guide to the Dao.

Yet, they never followed his lead blindly.

The Sages possessed immense pride, And they firmly believed that they were the best of all!

Even when facing Hongjun, they had the courage to dare to fight—whether they could defeat him or not was an entirely different matter!

Tongtian smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoists, I am reminded of the first Witch-Demon Calamity."

The expressions of Taishang, Yuanshi, and Nuwa darkened further.

Since attaining the Dao, Hongjun had rarely manifested his presence before others.

Under normal circumstances, he reclined high upon the nine-layered clouds, sitting in silent meditation within Zixiao Palace.

Of his limited manifestations, the most famous scene was the first battle of the Witch-Demon War, where the Twelve Ancestral Witches formed the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Great Array, summoning the Pangu True Body, which nearly destroyed the Demon Court.

With a single finger, Hongjun shattered the Pangu True Body, instantly altering the course of the Witch-Demon War.

From that moment on, the trend of Heavenly Dao was set: the demons would govern the heavens, and the witches would govern the earth.

He had forcibly changed the trajectory of the Witch-Demon War.

This also laid the groundwork for the second battle and the eventual mutual destruction of both the Witch and Demon races.

The three Sages were all eyewitnesses; how could they not know the impact of Hongjun's actions?

Hongjun was attempting to reenact the trends of the Witch-Demon Calamity!

It would be strange if the expressions of the three Sages were anything but grim!

Tongtian glanced at the jubilant Two Sages of the West and said slowly, "The Investiture of the Gods Battlefield is an Immeasurable Calamity."

"Even the Dao Ancestor said that Sages may enter the field to manifest their power."

"However, he forgot one thing..."

The three Sages looked at Tongtian simultaneously.

They were unsettled by Hongjun's sudden intervention.

The three Sages were not afraid to face Hongjun, But could their disciples say the same?

In the Primordial Era, the hierarchy was strict, and the awe cultivators felt toward the Sages came from the bottom of their hearts.

Not to mention when facing the Incarnation of Heavenly Dao!

Tongtian appeared very relaxed and at ease, which made the three Sages inexplicably want to strike him—the fire was already at their eyebrows, yet he was still so leisurely?!

"A little bit of ideological encouragement cannot change the overall situation."

"The Dao Ancestor's actions just now were, at most, skirting the rules."

"To turn the tide, one must still rely on the hard power of the Western Teachings."

"But their disciples..."

Tongtian shook his head, expressing disdain!

Yuanshi calmly retorted to Tongtian, "Junior Brother, while Martial Nephew Duobao has set up the Immortal Slaying Sword Array, there are still over six thousand Western Teachings disciples within the array, all of whom are Daluo!"

"If they disregard their own deaths, wouldn't they eventually destroy the Immortal Slaying Sword Array?"

If it were he presiding over the breaking of the array, Yuanshi truly would not care about the casualties of the Western Teachings.

The stakes were simply too high!

The winner of one side could demand the other side do anything;

This was a massive wager witnessed by the six Sages and recognized by the Heavenly Dao!

Even if one side demanded the other disband, it would be perfectly valid!

Facing such a situation, Yuanshi reckoned that if it were him, he would risk losing ninety-nine percent of his cultivators' lives.

As long as he won and could directly force the great sects of the Mystic Gate to disband, it would be worth it!

Therefore, he was very worried.

Taishang and Nuwa felt the same.

Yuanshi simply could not understand where Tongtian's confidence came from.

Tongtian smiled and said, "Rest assured, they cannot break the Immortal Slaying Sword Array."

Yuanshi felt a nameless fire rise within him; did Tongtian really have such confidence in Duobao?

Tongtian said decisively:

"Even if Minghe dares to sacrifice the entire Western Teachings, he still cannot break the Immortal Slaying Sword Array!"

Hiss!!

Taishang, Yuanshi, and Nuwa's expressions changed drastically!

They could feel Tongtian's supreme confidence!

This confidence was not some false bravado to save face, but rather a deep-seated certainty and inner conviction!

Yuanshi immediately relaxed: "In that case, we must properly guard against a counterattack from the Two Sages of the West!"

He had not questioned Tongtian earlier to be argumentative.

He was simply providing a supplement for Tongtian from his own perspective.

The principle that two heads are better than one was exactly this!

The Sages all agreed in unison.

Taishang, Yuanshi, and Nuwa placed a small portion of their focus on the Two Sages of the West, but the majority of their attention was fixed inside the Immortal Slaying Sword Array.

The three Sages were quite curious.

Tongtian clearly knew that Dao Ancestor Hongjun had come to guide Minghe, so how could he be so certain that the Immortal Slaying Sword Array remained as solid as a rock?

One had to remember that the diagram of the Immortal Slaying Sword Array was refined by Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself!

After the Dao-Demon struggle ended in the past, Hongjun used the corpse of Luohu to refine the diagram of the Immortal Slaying Sword Array.

His understanding of the Immortal Slaying Sword Array was even greater than Tongtian's.

Who could guarantee that Hongjun hadn't left behind some hidden trap?

Yet, Tongtian appeared completely confident and fearless.

How could these three Sages not be curious?!

However, since Tongtian did not speak, they did not ask!

On the other side, the Light of Wisdom from Hongjun did not escape the notice of the Four Saints of the Mystic Gate, and naturally, it did not escape the Two Sages of the West either.

The two Sages were overjoyed!

With a host of disciples trapped by Duobao within the Immortal Slaying Sword Array, the Luck of the Western Teachings was plummeting, which truly made Jieyin and Zhunti burn with anxiety!

They were completely different from the Sages of the Mystic Gate.

Everyone was a Sage, but the Sages of the Mystic Gate could leisurely conduct their training according to their own plans.

Jieyin and Zhunti could not!

At the time of their enlightenment, because the foundation of the West was insufficient, it could not support two Sages.

Jieyin and Zhunti were forced to make forty-eight great vows to the Heavenly Dao, borrowing Merit to achieve enlightenment.

In other words, the moment they became Sages, they were burdened with the Merit and Karma of the Heavenly Dao.

Did the two Sages of the West not want to be carefree?

How could that be possible!!

With Karma upon them, being carefree was impossible.

Repaying the Karma of the Heavenly Dao became the obsession of the two Sages, which was the Rise of the West!

When Duobao unleashed the Immortal Slaying Sword Array, the hearts of the two Sages tightened, followed by the fall of three thousand disciples, the fall of the five great immortals, and the decline of the Luck of the Western Teachings.

The Two Sages of the West could not have felt more wretched!

At this moment of anxiety, they actually saw the Light of Wisdom from Dao Ancestor Hongjun?!!

"The Dao Ancestor still pities our Western Teachings!" Jieyin felt a sense of relief in his heart!

"The Immortal Slaying Sword Array diagram was refined by the Dao Ancestor; he must have a way to resolve it!" Zhunti's mood also relaxed!

The two Sages of the West looked at each other and smiled; with Dao Ancestor Hongjun supporting them from behind, their Western Teachings would absolutely not lose!

Inside the Immortal Slaying Sword Array, the expressions of the Chan Jiao immortals changed drastically!

Manjushri asked in confusion: "Teacher Randeng, what is this light..."

Randeng shook his head without speaking; he indicated that he did not know!

But in reality, he knew.

Randeng was, after all, one of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace; how could he not know what this was?

That was the Light of Wisdom from Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

Randeng felt waves of terror—did the Dao Ancestor want the Western Teachings to win?

To actually use the Light of Wisdom to assist Minghe!

Was there any need to spell out the subtext behind that?

The expressions of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Jiao changed drastically!

As disciples of a Saint, they possessed extraordinary insight; how could they not know the significance of this Light of Wisdom?

This was the Investiture of the Gods Battlefield, the Immeasurable Calamity!

The Ten Thousand Immortals were all trapped within the Immortal Slaying Sword Array.

Therefore, the only ones capable of entering and exiting the Immortal Slaying Sword Array were the Saints.

On the Investiture of the Gods Battlefield, the Mystic Gate Saints were far superior to the Western Saints in both number and combat power.

When it came to transmitting the Light of Wisdom, was it ever the turn of the two Western Saints?

The only one capable of breaking through the blockade of the Eastern Saints was that person!

It had to be said, while the cultivation realms of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Jiao were nothing special, their ability to calculate the human heart was top-tier.

They easily deduced the truth!

Manjushri asking Randeng for advice just now was merely an attempt to obtain corroboration from the side!

Unfortunately, they had touched upon the facts.

An immense sense of despair enveloped the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Jiao.

The eight true disciples of Biyou Palace were quite speechless.

Clearly, their side still held the advantage, yet these Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Jiao had lost all fighting spirit.

It was fortunate they hadn't been assigned to guard the Immortal Slaying Sword Array; otherwise, wouldn't they have surrendered without even fighting?

That would be too shameful!

Having received the Light of Wisdom from Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Minghe's eyes suddenly flared with brilliance!

He instantly understood the key to breaking the array.

That fellow Duobao hadn't lied to him; one really had to remove all four swords simultaneously to break the array.

Yet, Minghe didn't feel that Duobao was upright in the slightest!

On the contrary, he found Duobao to be quite detestable!

To actually use such a method to mislead his judgment!

Who would dare to trust Duobao's judgment?

If Duobao hadn't said those words, Minghe might have figured it out on his own.

But now that Duobao had said it, who would dare to believe it?

In any case, Minghe didn't dare to believe it!

Minghe was not happy about obtaining the correct method to break the array.

After all, the combat power displayed by Guiling and Zhao Gongming just moments ago had truly stunned Minghe.

These two were genuine Quasi-Saints, and they were each ruthless and cold-blooded.

They didn't even give the five immortals a chance to be on the Investiture of the Gods List.

Minghe dared not send the Daluo disciples of the Western Teachings to their deaths.

In his view, sending Daluo disciples in was just throwing them to their deaths!

That would not do!

Minghe was the designated successor to the leadership of the Western Teachings by the Two Sages of the West; naturally, he was unwilling to let his disciples die.

But if the Immortal Slaying Sword Array of Duobao could truly be broken by piling up numbers, Then Minghe would absolutely not be stingy with his disciples.

Before joining the Western Teachings, he had been the contemporary leader of the Demon Sect!

His style of conduct had always been cold and ruthless.

What made Minghe happy was the suggestion within the Light of Wisdom: play to his strengths and break the array!

Minghe's greatest strength was that he alone could equal countless cultivators!

Thinking of this, Minghe said to Lu Ya, "Fellow Daoist, if I succeed in breaking the array this time, then naturally everything will be fine."

"If I fail to break the array, you should organize the disciples to form a formation and protect yourselves!"

Lu Ya was greatly shocked: "Teacher, you intend to break the array yourself?"

Minghe nodded heavily: "The Immortal Slaying Sword Array can only be considered successfully broken if all four precious swords are removed simultaneously."

"Otherwise... even if we lose countless disciples, it will be to no avail."

Lu Ya hurriedly shook his head.

"Teacher, you cannot!"

"You are the commander of our sect; how can you not be here to oversee the overall situation?"

"Please, go instead!"

Minghe smiled, a rare sight; for someone who usually never smiled, his sudden grin appeared all the more ferocious and terrifying.

"That won't do!"

"The eight fellow daoists of Biyou Palace are all at the Quasi-Saint realm. Where would I find seven other Quasi-Saints to coordinate with you?"

Lu Ya was stunned.

If that were the case, wouldn't Minghe be slapping his own face?

Could it be that by stepping onto the field himself, he could make up the count of eight Quasi-Saints?

Minghe instructed: "You need only do as I say."

Lu Ya felt helpless, yet still bowed and said: "I obey your decree."

Though he was known as the Mad Immortal, he was the Tenth Prince of the Demon Court and understood the importance of discipline above all else.

Minghe strode forward and said to Duobao: "Fellow daoist, I have come to break the array!"

The various experts of the Mystic Gate were all stunned. Minghe alone?

Duobao did not dare to underestimate Minghe in the slightest, for he was, after all, one of the top-tier Quasi-Saints in the Primordial Era: "Please, fellow daoist!"

Minghe laughed aloud.

With a wave of his hand, seven Blood God Sons appeared before the crowd of cultivators.

With a slight shimmer, eight Minghes stood together.

Identical faces, identical auras, identical cultivation, and identical Supernatural Powers!

The Ten Thousand Immortals were in an uproar.

This was none other than Minghe's signature technique—the Blood God Son Great Method!

Lu Ya suddenly realized.

How could he have forgotten this?

Teacher Minghe possessed four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons!

That meant he had four hundred and eighty million clones.

Of course, clones at the peak Quasi-Saint level like these seven were certainly rare.

But this was still astonishing enough!

The Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings cheered loudly!

Their previously low morale was swept away in an instant.

Their eyes burned with fanaticism; he was truly worthy of being the teacher entrusted with such a heavy responsibility by the two Sages.

One man was worth countless cultivators!

This so-called Immortal Slaying Sword Array would absolutely not be able to stop them!

Their confidence surged!

The cultivators of Chan Jiao turned pale with fright.

When that Light of Wisdom had descended into Minghe's Primordial Spirit Sea of Consciousness, they had felt that things were going to go wrong.

Sure enough, the situation had truly turned dire!

Minghe had actually transformed from one into eight, each one a peak Quasi-Saint. How were they supposed to fight this?!

The immortals of Chan Jiao wished they could flee the Immortal Slaying Sword Array.

However, that was an impossible feat.

Duobao laughed: "Fellow daoist, let us see your methods!"

The eight Minghes let out a collective shout, pairing off into groups of two, transforming into streaks of blood-colored rainbows as they charged straight toward the four precious swords!

Randeng's Thought-form raced: "I cannot stop Minghe. I must feign an attempt to block him, then use it as an excuse to withdraw from the battle array."

He steeled his heart and shouted: "Form the array, repel the enemy!"

The immortals of Chan Jiao immediately obeyed the order, arranging themselves to face the enemy.

Duobao was shocked and shouted: "Fellow daoists, retreat quickly! The opponent is a peak Quasi-Saint; you are no match for him!"

However, it was already too late!

Minghe let out a strange, cackling laugh, passing directly through the bodies of the Chan Jiao immortals, completely unconcerned by the magical treasures striking his own form!

Duobao's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly roared, "Fellow Daoists, stop Minghe!"

However, it was already too late!

As the blood mist scattered in all directions, the group of Chan Jiao immortals collapsed to the ground with a thud.

In just an instant, the Twelve Golden Immortals had lost five great masters: Taiyi Zhenren, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Cihang Zhenren, and Juliusun.

Even Randeng, the Vice Sect Leader of Chan Jiao and one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, had failed to withstand Minghe's attack and was reduced to blood mist!

Six True Spirits hovered and circled within the Immortal Slaying Sword Array, unable to dissipate!

The faces of the remaining Chan Jiao immortals turned black!

If not for the emergency reinforcements from Duobao and the Eight Immortals, Chan Jiao would likely have been wiped out!

The ten thousand immortals of the Western Teachings cheered loudly!

Teacher Minghe was truly extraordinary; whenever he struck, he was guaranteed a harvest.

If even Randeng could not withstand Minghe, could Duobao and the others do it?

The morale of the Western Teachings soared!

Yuanshi, who was watching from outside the array, turned green with rage!

Had Randeng lost his mind?

That was Minghe!

One of the three top Quasi-Saints in the Primordial Era—how could he possibly be someone you could block?

It didn't matter if Randeng died, but he had dragged a group of Chan Jiao disciples to their deaths along with him; he deserved to die a thousand times over!

Yuanshi wished he could reach out and snatch Randeng's True Spirit to imprison it for countless epochs!

Duobao had arranged for him to move around and seize opportunities!

Did he not understand what that meant?

It meant for him to get out of the way and stop obstructing their grand array!

Seeing the Luck of his great sect diminish, Yuanshi was truly infuriated by Randeng.

What made him even angrier was that Duobao had even given him a warning!

How could Randeng still make such an arrangement?

If this wasn't courting death, what was?

How could Yuanshi know that Randeng had only wanted to take a risk and put on a show, intending to retreat afterward?

How could Randeng have known that Minghe was cruel to such a degree?

In the end, he had thrown his own life away!

Taishang, Tongtian, and Nuwa wore rather strange expressions; they wanted to comfort Yuanshi, but they didn't know where to begin!

Randeng's bizarre actions had been witnessed by all the Sages.

It was all his own doing!

Yet, if one were to look deeper, no one could deny that Randeng's intentions were not necessarily bad!

Building a reputation for a great sect during the Immeasurable Calamity was more effective than at any other time!

One could only say that Randeng had been far too arrogant!

The Two Sages of the West saw through Minghe's intentions at a glance, and they completely relaxed.

In the tension just moments ago, even they, the two Sages, had forgotten:

The reason Minghe was ranked among the top three Quasi-Saints of the Primordial Era

Was precisely because of his miraculous and extraordinary Blood God Son Great Method!

Once unleashed, it was truly invincible against all who stood in its path!

The Two Sages of the West exchanged a smile: "Our Western Teachings shall surely triumph!"

They looked at Yuanshi with a cold sneer; the worst was yet to come!

Duobao waved his hand, shielding the remaining Chan Jiao immortals behind him, and calmly threw a punch.