Identity Enigma

If the West could not flourish by following Heaven's Mandate, the Western Teachings would find it difficult to rise.

Then the karma formed by the forty-eight grand vows of the Heavenly Dao made back then would likely turn around and devour them.

At the thought of this, Zhunti and Jieyin could not help feeling somewhat flustered.

Seeing this, Hongjun furrowed his brow slightly, then said in a deep voice, "You are already Saints. How can you lose your composure over a few minor variables?"

Hearing this, Zhunti and Jieyin were deeply ashamed. Ignoring their status as Saints, they both knelt down and said in unison, "We beg the teacher to show us mercy and guidance!"

Hongjun let out a soft sigh and slowly said, "This matter should have followed Heaven's Mandate, but with the chaos surrounding Tianji, even I find it difficult to determine how the karma will develop."

"Forget it. This time, I will lend a hand to help the West flourish."

As soon as he said this, joy appeared on Zhunti and Jieyin's faces. With Hongjun taking action, there was hope for this matter!

Hongjun continued, "You two can send someone to the Heavenly Court to meet Haotian. I will explain the circumstances to him myself."

Zhunti and Jieyin nodded repeatedly. They then bowed to Hongjun and said in unison, "Thank you for your mercy, teacher."

"Withdraw."

The two nodded, performed another prostration, and turned to leave Zixiao Palace.

After they left, Sect Master Tongtian let out a cold snort, his face filled with displeasure.

Hongjun glanced at him with a hint of helplessness, sighed softly, and closed his eyes.

Sect Master Tongtian was the most favored of his three direct disciples.

Otherwise, he would never have entrusted him with the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, an Innate Supreme Treasure of such caliber.

Thinking of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, Hongjun could not help recalling the calamity he had left behind in the West before he became a Saint.

Now, helping the Western Teachings flourish might also be a form of compensation in his heart.

He had previously helped Zhunti and Jieyin attain the positions of Heavenly Dao Sages, and now he was helping their sect flourish as well.

In this way, the karma between Hongjun and the West could be considered mostly settled.

Inside the inn.

All the patrons were dumbstruck, their eyes fixed intently on Su Yang.

The scene before them had completely overturned their understanding, leaving them utterly shocked.

"How could this be?" The City God's face was filled with disbelief.

Su Yang had actually dispersed that heavenly punishment with such ease!

He had merely parted his lips slightly. Without making any visible movement, the heavenly punishment had vanished without a trace!

What kind of divine ability was this?

The City God had originally planned to record the story Su Yang told and give it to some human cultivators and deities of the Heavenly Realm in exchange for a few benefits.

But with this turn of events, word of it would probably spread throughout the Three Realms!

One sentence had shaken the heavens, and the heavenly punishment had been completely extinguished!

In the current Primordial World, where no Saint had appeared, who could erase heavenly punishment with such ease?

Perhaps that one in the Netherworld could do it, but that was an existence capable of contending with Saints!

And Su Yang? He appeared to have no cultivation at all, possessing nothing more than vigorous vitality. At most, he should have been somewhat stronger than an ordinary person.

Yet now, he had destroyed the heavenly punishment through the power of his words!

The City God's mouth hung open, his eyes filled with undisguised shock.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Changxi and Xi He also widened their eyes, utterly stunned.

The heavenly punishment had been dissolved just like that!

When had the wrath of the Heavenly Dao become so feeble that a single sentence from a mortal could erase it?

Su Yang had previously shattered the Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation with a single word. That could still be explained, since the Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was inherently low-level.

But the Zixiao Divine Thunder from earlier was powerful enough to kill a Grand Unity Golden Immortal and force a Quasi-Saint to respond with all their strength!

Yet Su Yang had effortlessly obliterated it!

What kind of power was behind such a method?

"Sister, did you see what happened just now?" Changxi asked in a low voice, her eyes still filled with shock.

Xi He gently shook her head, her expression complicated. "I didn't see it. But I sensed an incomparably terrifying force that destroyed the heavenly punishment in an instant."

Changxi slowly nodded. She had also sensed that mysterious force suddenly descend between heaven and earth.

That force had left no trace in the world, yet it had clashed with the heavenly punishment in an instant. The result had been the heavenly punishment's complete annihilation!

Heavenly punishment was the wrath sent down by the Heavenly Dao. In the Primordial World, no one could escape its edge.

Yet Su Yang had destroyed it as casually as brushing away dust.

This matter had already exceeded the limits of Changxi and Xi He's imagination.

As that scene unfolded, the two subconsciously looked toward Nuwa, who sat at the front. A thought surfaced in their minds: Could someone have secretly intervened just now?

But immediately afterward, Changxi and Xi He shook their heads and rejected the speculation.

Nuwa was a Heavenly Dao Sage. If she had truly acted, she would never have revealed any trace of it in such a setting.

Moreover, they had not sensed the slightest abnormal fluctuation.

Although Nuwa occupied the position of a Saint while they were merely Quasi-Saints, the difference was only one word in title. They were not completely incapable of discerning anything.

Both of them had reached the late Quasi-Saint stage and possessed an acute sensitivity to any sudden aura appearing between heaven and earth.

And just now, Nuwa had truly made no movement whatsoever.

They both knew this very clearly.

Recalling the past, Xi He had once **become betrothed to the Three-legged Golden Crow Di Jun, and during that period, she had also interacted frequently with Nuwa.

At this moment, Third Holy Mother stared at Su Yang from within the crowd, watching helplessly as the heavenly punishment that had originally covered the sky and earth vanished in an instant.

The shock on her face was impossible to conceal.

What exactly was going on?

With her True Immortal cultivation, she could not even see through what had happened just now.

All she had heard was Su Yang's shout, after which the thunderbolts descended by the Heavenly Dao had vanished in an instant, as though they had encountered their natural nemesis.

She stared at Su Yang, whose expression was calm and whose gaze was tranquil. Her thoughts began to race: Could he have an expert assisting him from behind the scenes?

But what kind of existence could erase heavenly punishment so easily?

That was a major offense against the Heavenly Dao. Was the other party truly not afraid at all?

Yet Su Yang merely smiled faintly, as though nothing had happened.

Who could have imagined that a young man who appeared to be barely over twenty could dissolve heavenly punishment with such ease?

He even showed no reverence toward the Heavenly Dao, occasionally mentioning forbidden words in his speech.

In the Primordial World, which living being would dare utter such words without the slightest restraint?

The karma they would have to bear and the karmic flames they might provoke were enough to make anyone tremble with fear.

Yet he remained completely composed, as though everything had long been under his control.

"What kind of person is he, exactly?"

Third Holy Mother asked herself inwardly.

After a long while, the inn gradually returned to calm.

At this moment, the look Nuwa directed at Su Yang also grew increasingly probing.

A person like this involuntarily aroused her interest.

At first, she had merely been attracted by the stories he told. Now, she had also developed some curiosity about him personally.

Who was he, exactly?

His identity was shrouded in mystery; even the Saints and sages could not glimpse his true background.

His strength was heaven-shaking. Even when the Heavenly Dao raged and sent down the Zixiao Divine Thunder as heavenly punishment, it had still failed to suppress him!

At this moment, Nuwa's heart, which had never stirred since World Creation, unexpectedly rippled with strange waves because of that scene.