Three Pure Ones Join Forces, Two Sages of the West's Path Narrows

Palace of Empress Nuwa.

Nuwa, who was cultivating, was disturbed by the violent Saint laws. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the Human Race tribe from above the thirty-third heaven.

"A battle between Saints has actually broken out!"

She was slightly surprised.

Saints had never appeared for eons, and battles between Saints had never occurred. Although there had been friction between the Saints in the past, a true battle between Saints had never erupted.

Now, Primordial Lord and Zhunti had already moved with true anger from the moment they clashed.

She directly unfurled the Mountain and River Geographic Map, and the majestic Saint laws swept across the Great Wilderness, protecting the entire Great Wilderness.

Battles between Saints were too terrifying; they could shatter the Great Wilderness with ease.

Moreover, this great battle was taking place above the Human Race tribe.

As the Sage Mother of the Human Race, she had been restricted by the Heavenly Dao during the past Witch-Demon Calamity and, by the Dao Ancestor's command, was confined to the Palace of Empress Nuwa, only able to watch the Human Race suffer.

Today, there were no restrictions, yet the Human Race was suffering such hardship again.

As the Sage Mother of the Human Race, she would not abandon her people this time!

"Facing two Saints alone, the Saint of Jade Clarity has great courage!"

Netherworld Sea of Blood.

Ancestor Styx stood on the giant waves of the blood sea, looking towards the direction of the Human Race tribe with deep eyes.

Battles between Saints were extremely rare, let alone a scene where one person fought against two Saints?

However, what shocked him even more was that Primordial Lord, facing two Saints alone, not only did not perish but even suppressed the Two Sages of the West in terms of strength!

"The Saint of Jade Clarity has become stronger again. Is this the result of the Human Race's destiny?"

Heavenly Court.

Haotian, in the Hall of Miraculous Mist, saw the battle between Saints erupting above the Fengyan Tribe through the Haotian Mirror. His eyes shone brightly, and ambition surged within his heart.

In the past, he was a Dao boy of Dao Ancestor Hongjun and naturally saw Primordial Lord of Heaven.

Although Primordial Lord of Heaven was also very strong back then, he was nowhere near as powerful as this.

At the very least, he was not like this now, able to gain the upper hand against the Two Sages of the West.

Such a change, and at this time, must be related to the position of the Sage Teacher of the Human Race.

Haotian's ambition grew, and he already had other thoughts.

"Now that I have recently taken charge of the Heavenly Court, everything is in its infancy. Perhaps our Heavenly Court can also get a share of this Human Race destiny!"

His eyes shone brightly, and he already had a plan.

Eight Sceneries Palace.

Xuandu walked quickly to the entrance of the great hall and respectfully said, "Disciple requests an audience with Master. The Two Sages of the West are attacking Uncle-Master Primordial Lord without the Human Race's Fengyan Tribe. Such actions are unworthy of Saints!"

"I am already aware."

A indifferent voice came from the Eight Sceneries Palace, belonging to Grand Supreme Elder Lord of Morality.

His expression was neither happy nor sad. He had already sensed the battle between Saints erupting and now, a hint of anger flickered in his wise eyes.

Well done, Zhunti and Jieyin!

They dared to bully others, even bullying them, the Three Pure Ones!

Although he respected governance by inaction, that was only to let things take their natural course, not to be completely inactive.

Moreover, such a thing had happened just as the relationship between his three brothers had begun to ease.

Zhunti and Jieyin have chosen a narrow path!

He then walked directly out of the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Jade Palace.

Tongtian Sect Master, dressed in a purple robe, had laws flowing around him, sometimes manifesting infinite killing intent, and sometimes transforming into illusory dao swords.

Extremely profound.

At this moment, his face showed a hint of anger, and he then walked directly out of the Jade Palace, heading towards the Fengyan Tribe.

The reason, naturally, was to help Primordial Lord.

If it were in the past, even for the sake of the Three Pure Ones' brotherhood, he would have considered it for a long time.

But now it was different. He could see that his second brother had let go of his past prejudices, as evidenced by what happened in the Palace of Empress Nuwa earlier.

Moreover, his going today was not entirely for Primordial Lord.

More importantly, it was for the reputation of the Three Pure Ones!

Their three brothers' blood was thicker than water. Even if they quarreled amongst themselves, it was not for others to interfere!

Furthermore, these Two Sages of the West came all the way from the West to the East, outnumbering us.

Are they targeting Primordial Lord?

No!

They are slapping the face of the Three Pure Ones!

Well done, Zhunti and Jieyin.

Today, you will pay the price for your actions!

Not only them, at this moment, the entire Great Wilderness was shaken, and everyone looked towards the Human Race's Fengyan Tribe.

After all, such a battle between Saints is extremely rare.

When would one normally get to see such a sight?

But now, the opportunity was right before them!

However, at the center of the battlefield.

Primordial Lord held the Pangu Banner, his expression calm.

Meanwhile, the Two Sages of the West both wore solemn expressions.

"Hiss! How did this Primordial Lord become so strong?"

Zhunti gasped, feeling his tiger's mouth go numb. The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand vibrated incessantly, the impact of their previous clash still vivid in his mind.

He knew his strength was inferior to Primordial Lord's.

But this was him and his senior brother Jieyin fighting together, two Saints joining forces. This wasn't a simple matter of adding numbers; in a battle between Saints, even a slight difference could decide the outcome.

And yet, the result?

He was suppressed by Primordial Lord!

When did this Primordial Lord become so powerful?

It was unbelievable to him!

Jieyin's brows furrowed, his already sorrowful face becoming even more grim.

Primordial Lord's strength was beyond anything he could have imagined.

After all, even if there was a gap in their cultivation realms, there were two of them.

How could they be so suppressed by Primordial Lord?

It was utterly inconceivable!

Before he could speak, a vast and resonant Saintly voice echoed through the void.

"Jieyin, Zhunti, do you think we Three Pure Ones are easy to bully?!"

An unfamiliar, ancient voice descended from the thirty-third heaven.

Endless immortal light surged, brilliant and blazing. Within this dazzling immortal light, an aged figure strode through the void.

He moved from afar, each step as if landing on a spatial node, covering millions of miles in an instant.

Above his head, a magnificent nine-layered pagoda stood tall, hovering over the aged figure.

Boundless Xuanhuang mother qi cascaded down.

All heavens retreated, and all laws were impenetrable.

This person was none other than Taiqing, the Heavenly Lord of Morality!

"You poor wretches from the West, ganging up on us with superior numbers, you've gone too far in bullying my Three Pure Ones!"

This voice was extremely domineering.

As the voice faded, in the boundless void, a purple-robed Daoist walked forth, the wind whistling, and dense sword light interweaving and reflecting around him.

Behind him, a long river appeared, within which immeasurable sword intent manifested. Faintly visible: countless sword Immortals roamed within the river, leaving behind their imprints, their Dao fruits reflecting in the river.

This was the River of Sword Dao!

At this moment, guarded by this Daoist, as he appeared, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the void merged with the dense sword intent, transforming into countless spiritual swords.

The swords were linked end-to-end, forming a vast ocean of swords in the sky.

Upon closer inspection, each sword seemed imbued with life, swimming and flowing within.

Sword cries echoed.

As if rejoicing and paying homage.

This was the manifestation of Dao fruits after sword intent reached its utmost limit!

And this person's identity was self-evident.

Sovereign Lord of the Heavens had arrived, filled with boundless rage!

At this moment, with the Three Pure Ones entering the fray, five Saints coexisted, and the battlefield escalated!