Haotian's Tearful Plea, the Six Saints Convene!

Haotian's expression changed slightly when he suddenly saw the towering Buddha Palm.

An overwhelming pressure descended from the Sky Dome, enveloping him in midair.

At this moment, Haotian did not panic.

He responded calmly, throwing a punch.

Boom!

The force of his punch smashed toward the descending Buddha Palm.

Even as Heavenly Might shook the heavens, Haotian coughed up Imperial Blood.

But when he recalled how Changsheng Heavenly Venerate had repeatedly suppressed him, a surge of fury abruptly rose within him.

"Break for me!"

Heaven and earth trembled, and eternity was destroyed.

Haotian threw another punch.

The towering Buddha Palm shattered with a resounding crash.

That sacred image seemed to crack apart as well.

Seeing this, Duobao Tathagata roared angrily, "Haotian, how dare you!"

Yet beneath Haotian's Imperial Fist, the sacred image crumbled.

Duobao Tathagata spat out blood, his fury boundless.

He had been defeated!

Haotian's Imperial Robe was also badly tattered.

Duobao Tathagata still wanted to charge forward, but Old Ancestor Bodhi raised a hand and stopped him.

"Buddha Mother!"

Duobao Tathagata said in a deep voice, "I can still fight!"

Old Ancestor Bodhi shook his head. "Things have come to this. It is Heaven's Will!"

Duobao Tathagata glared furiously at Haotian.

He had originally intended to eliminate Haotian.

Who could have expected that he would instead be defeated by him?

How could he possibly swallow this indignation?

Old Ancestor Bodhi bowed to Taishang Laojun. "Fellow Daoist Taishang, farewell!"

With that, he led Duobao Tathagata away, vanishing into the chaos.

Taishang Laojun fixed Haotian with a gaze.

"Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

He too vanished.

Looking over the Chaos Void, Haotian clenched his fists.

He headed deeper into the chaos.

After an unknown amount of time, Haotian finally arrived outside the Purple Firmament Palace.

The majestic Purple Firmament