Several Saintly Thought phantom projections, with mud for bodies, descended one after another toward the Mud Palace.
Right outside the Mud Palace gates, the only Qingyun Dao Lineage disciples who had failed to pass the Turbid Energy screening were Cheng Tangyin and Akshobhya Daoist.
"This Path of Turbid Sinking truly bears not a shred of affinity with my Path of the Medicine King. Right now, the two of us can only stand guard here to protect Quan Lei, A'li, and the others."
Cheng Tangyin wore plain robes, her jade-like face and flowery countenance radiating the noble aura of the Medicine King Dao Mother. She withdrew from the screening range of the "Turbid" mud-snake and sighed softly.
It was a mild pity, but given her gentle and yielding disposition, she would not obsess over the pursuit.
On the contrary, Akshobhya Daoist was deeply lost and depressed.
Clearly, the Three Pure Ones human race had been matchless in might this time, able to monopolize the opportunities within the Mud Palace, yet he simply could not withstand the pressure of the turbid energy. Standing before the word "Turbid", he felt his entire vital energy unable to stir in the slightest, which was the display of having not a shred of affinity with the Turbid Dao.
"Although I have barely condensed a Primordial Mark and touched the threshold of the Void Saint, to truly Ascend to Void and Enter Sainthood, I still feel as though I am falling far short..."
Akshobhya Daoist felt somewhat disconsolate, but upon hearing the Vice Sect Master's gentle words of appeasement, he barely managed to steady himself, intending to stand guard for his own people inside.
At that very moment, he suddenly sensed something, abruptly raising his head to look above the Mud Palace, and cried out in alarm: