Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti Get Beaten

The final words were filled with extreme mockery of the so-called Sage:

"How dare those two 'Loan Saint,' whose foundations are so fragile and who rely solely on borrowing Heavenly Dao Merit, try to play tricks and deny their claims before me, a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal has earned my status step by step?!"

"A chaotic battle, do you dare?!"

The words "Loan Saint" are like poisoned nails, piercing the most vulnerable and shameful parts of Zhunti and Jieyin's hearts! Their Saint Position was barely achieved by making Ninety-six Great Vows and borrowing a massive amount of Merit from the Heavenly Dao!

Qing Huan's words not only tore away the fig leaf beneath their splendid holy robes in public, but also struck their Dao Foundation with the Primordial Dao Sound!

"Puff!"

Zhunti anger, Zhunti couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of pale golden Saint Blood, staining the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree crimson. The tree's radiance trembled wildly, and its spirit wailed.

The Amitabha Buddha 'Jieyin face turned from pain to ashen, his Zen mind wavered violently, and the light of the Nine-grade Golden Lotus beneath his feet dimmed rapidly, making it almost impossible for him to maintain his suspended state.

The billions of demon soldiers remained silent, their chilling aura intensifying. Primordial Wilderness world, countless powerful beings held their breath, awaiting the response of the Two Saints of the West.

Di Jun and Tai Yi flashed with divine light. Qing Huan's domineering power and strength made them exhale all their pent-up anger and their fighting spirit soar!

Under the gaze of millions, under the absolute lock of the Qing Huan Hunyuan Dao Charm, and under the immense humiliation of the "Loan Saint's " words, Zhunti and Jieyin a glance, both seeing endless humiliation, anger, and a trace of indescribable fear and helplessness in each other's eyes.

If we avoid battle, not only will we lose face, but the Western Sect's Luck will collapse instantly, and our Daoist heart will be left with an eternal, unhealable rift! Only a fight to the death will suffice!

Zhunti down the metallic taste in his throat, his voice hoarse and shrill from extreme anger and humiliation. He stared intently at Qing Huan:

"Qing! Huan! You... you've gone too far! Do you really think there's no one left in the West?! Chaos it is! My fellow Daoists and I will fight you today, and we'll make you understand that Sage cannot be insulted!!"

His words were full of bluster but no substance.

The Jieyin his hands together, softly chanted the Buddha's name, his voice trembling slightly yet resolute:

"Amitabha... The cycle of Karma is inescapable, and retribution is inevitable. This calamity is ordained by the West. In the chaos, life and death are each determined by Heavenly Mandate. Fellow Daoist Qing Huan."

Please!"

"Snort!"

Qing Huan snorted coldly and said no more.

With a single step, lotus flowers bloomed in the air beneath his feet! Not one, but three!

Beneath his left foot, a Karma Red Lotus appeared out of thin air. Its petals were as red as blood, burning with raging karmic fire that consumed all the sins and Karma of the world. In an instant, it burned the invisible chants that the Two Saints of the West had secretly come to entangle him, attempting to trigger a karmic backlash, into nothingness!

Beneath his right foot, World-Purifying White Lotus bloomed, its petals crystal clear, radiating a holy white light that purified all evil spirits and cleansed all filth, silently Jieyin the "Great Dream of Samsara" nightmare power that had been creeping in like a leech!

Above his head, a golden Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit, radiating boundless Merit, slowly rotated, casting down a curtain of light like countless jewels, suppressing his own Luck, making him Invulnerable to All Laws and causing all evil to retreat!

Three lotuses appear simultaneously! Purification of the world, karmic fire, Merit!

This scene once again shook the Primordial Wilderness! Even the Three Pure Ones were taken aback!

Nuwa's eyes were filled with hatred!

Di Jun and Tai Yi looked excited!

The Two Saints of the West, especially Jieyin, looked at the Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit that should have belonged to the West but was now shining brightly above the enemy, as well as the Karmic Fire and the Purifying Lotus, their eyes filled with disbelief, despair, and jealousy!

Qing Huan's profound foundation far exceeded their imagination!

Chaos is neither empty nor nothing; it is the beginning of all things before they were born, the source of all paths before they were revealed. This place has no upper or lower, no light or darkness, only the primordial Chaos Qi that has flowed and dissolved everything since time immemorial.

Ordinary Primordial Unity Golden Immortal who enter this place will be assimilated and annihilated in an instant, and their primordial spirit and True Spirit will also be unable to escape annihilation.

However, at this moment, this absolute "nothingness" is boiling and roaring because of the arrival of three supreme beings!

Qing Huan stepped into the chaos, three lotuses beneath his feet shimmering with light. The Karma Red Lotus burned away the Chaos Qi that had invaded him, and the Red Lotus Karmic Fire burned fiercely in the void, making his figure appear both godlike and demonic.

The pure white World-Purifying White Lotus casts its clear light, repelling and purifying the chaotic and disordered energy, thus creating a relatively "pure" battlefield.

Merit Golden Lotus descended from his head, adorned with countless jewels and light curtains, protecting his entire body as solid as a rock. The Primordial Hunyuan Dao Charm was not suppressed here; on the contrary, it thrived in this place, becoming even more vast and Zhunti, firmly locking onto Jieyin and Zhunti, who Jieyin closely behind with livid faces.

"Qing Huan! Prepare to die!"

Daoist Zhunti had lost all semblance of Sage demeanor; his anger had completely consumed his reason.

With a roar, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand erupted with an unprecedentedly dazzling divine light!

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—the seven-colored precious light was no longer a gentle sweep across all things, but transformed into seven Destruction giant swords that tore through chaos. They carried with them the immense power of the Western Sect's accumulated vows over countless Kalpa and the overwhelming hatred of Zhunti, and crashed down on Qing Huan with the force of Heaven-Opening!

Wherever it passed, the Chaos Qi were forcibly pushed aside and annihilated, leaving behind seven terrifying cracks that could not be healed for a long time.

The Daoist Jieyin even more ashen, his eyes filled with a mixture of despair and ruthlessness.

With a tap on the top of his head, a withered, yellow bamboo, imbued with endless sorrow and desolation, shot into the sky— the Innate Bitter Bamboo!

The moment this bamboo appeared, an indescribable sense of "bitterness" spread out. It was not the bitterness of taste, but the bitterness of the heart, the bitterness of reincarnation, and the bitterness of sentient beings who are trapped in the cycle of suffering and unable to be liberated!

The Bitter Bamboo swayed, emitting a silent lament that pierced the primordial spirit, transforming into countless invisible and intangible "Sea of Suffering Tribulation Waves," attempting to drag Qing Huan into an eternal, illusory sea of suffering, eroding his will and disintegrating his Dao heart.

At the same time, the dim Nine-grade Golden Lotus beneath his feet desperately circulated, barely protecting himself and his junior brother from the erosion of the Chaos Qi.

Faced with the combined attack of the Two Saints of the West, Qing Huan's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes indifferent as if looking at ants.

"The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon? The meager Dao Cultivation gained through 'loans' are ultimately nothing but illusions!"

With his left hand, fingers joined like a sword, he pointed at the earth-shattering seven-colored sword light in mid-air.

The Merit Golden Lotus above his head suddenly trembled, and boundless Golden Light of Merit surged like a celestial river flowing backward, instantly condensing into a magnificent and righteous "Merit Sacred Sword" that spanned the chaos!

This sword is neither gold nor stone; it is forged purely from the most primordial power of Merit, containing the supreme power of the impartiality of Heavenly Dao and the cycle of Karma.

The holy sword fell without a trace of smoke or fire, yet it carried a will of "purification".

The seven-colored sword light collided violently with the Merit Sacred Sword!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only the chilling sound of laws being annihilated.

The seemingly incomparably powerful seven-colored sword light crumbled and melted away inch by inch before the pure and supreme Merit Sacred Sword, just like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun!

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree trembled violently, emitting a painful groan. Its seven-colored radiance dimmed considerably in an instant, and even the arm holding the branch, Zhunti, exploded with a burst of pale golden Saint Blood! He groaned, staggering backward, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror—

The natal spiritual treasure was completely suppressed and crushed by the opponent's power of Merit!