Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 324

Golden Lotus

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"Primordial Violet Qi, how many powerful people have stopped at the pinnacle of quasi-sage because of it, unable to go any further throughout their lives."

"Indeed, if heaven and earth had given a few more rays of purple energy, there would have been more than six enlightened people in Primordial World?"

"Now there are only five Saint left, and there are two places that are missing in the way of heaven. Theoretically, there is room for two new saints to come to the world."

"It's a pity that there is no Primordial Violet Qi in the world. Even if there is a vacancy, who can set foot in that supreme realm?"

After these words fell, the surrounding area fell into silence, and no one could refute.

For Primordial World sentient beings, Primordial Violet Qi is like a cliff lying in front of them, which is difficult to overcome.

Not long after, auras gathered in the sky, layer upon layer, all coming from the spiritual exploration of powerful people from all sides.

Most of them are Daluo Golden Immortal, just out of curiosity and want to have a glimpse of the reason why Sect Master Tongtian has practiced self-cultivation.

And those powerful people who have reached the quasi-sage realm have other plans in their hearts to take advantage of this opportunity to achieve a great blessing.

Suddenly, a wave broke out in the distant sky, and a pressure far greater than before swept over, swallowing up the momentum released by Zhenyuanzi in an instant.

Zhenyuanzi's complexion changed slightly and his expression was solemn.

Earth Book is tumbling, shining brightly, his palms are already pressed on the pages of the book, ready to fight at any time.

The person who can suppress the power of Quasi-Sage Peak so easily must be Heavenly Dao Sage.

Countless eyes then turned to the horizon.

I saw golden light piercing the sky, and a Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit flower slowly descended. On it stood a person, one of Two Sages of the West, Daoist Jieyin.

"Sect Master Tongtian's self-defeating cultivation really inspired Saint to take action."

"Daoist Jieyin is here in person, and the target is probably Four Swords of Zhu Xian."

"Who wouldn't be tempted? The power of those four divine swords is Tongtian. It's hard for me to resist the temptation."

"I just regret that I don't have enough strength, otherwise I could still compete."

"Maybe by chance, the divine sword will fall into our hands."

"Don't have any delusions. Even if Sect Master Tongtian kills himself, he is still firmly in the quasi-sage realm. Holding Zhu Xian Formation Diagram, ordinary quasi-sages cannot get close to him."

"In other words, only Saint is qualified to take advantage of this opportunity?"

"Indeed, it is almost impossible for even a strong person in the quasi-sage realm to take advantage of Sect Master Tongtian."

"It's a pity. I thought I could find something missing from him."

"Although these treasures Qingping Sword, Primordial Chaos Whisk, and Golden Flood Dragon Scissors are not as heaven-defying as Four Swords of Zhu Xian, they are still treasures. I thought there was still Dharma of destiny to follow, but now that I think about it, it is indeed a delusion."

When it comes to Four Swords of Zhu Xian, all the powerful experts have nothing in mind.

They knew very well that even though Sect Master Tongtian had long lost its former heavenly power Might of a Sage and fell out of the holy realm, the four Sword of Slaughter alone were enough to suppress the heroes. Even if several Quasi-Sage Peak joined forces, they would still be unable to get close to him.

After countless epochs of standing on the holy throne, his background has long been unfathomable. Even if he loses his Saint cultivation level, facing ordinary quasi-sages, he is still like a giant mountain crushing an egg, with a clear winner and loser.

But those magic weapons that are not included in the Four Swords still tug at everyone's heartstrings.

With Green Duckweed in hand, it can control all kinds of magic; with a wave of dust whisk, it can sweep away cause and effect; with Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, time and space can be torn apart. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a magical thing?

If not for the surge of greed in their hearts, how could these people gather together at Qingshan City? How could they stay outside this small inn and witness a former saint kill himself?

Daoist Jieyin sits cross-legged on Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit, with golden light flowing around his body, and the holy power looming.

He turned his eyes slightly and looked at the thin figure in the inn. His voice was calm. "I don't know Mister Su. Can you tell me where Sect Master Tongtian is?"

"Finally can't hold it any longer?"

Su Yang chuckled and walked out slowly. The void solidified under his feet, and his body stood floating in the air, facing Daoist Jieyin on the lotus.

"Daoist Jieyin came all the way, so he must have a deep friendship with his third junior brother. Seeing that he ended up like This Realm, he came here in person, but he wanted to visit his old classmate?"

"Mister Su is serious."

Jieyin responded with a slight smile, his tone was gentle, but he did not reveal any true intentions.

The corners of his eyes moved slightly, and his gaze quietly swept toward the void somewhere on the horizon. His movements were so light that they were almost undetectable.

But Su Yang's eyes have not moved away since the other party appeared. That moment of deviation has already fallen into his eyes.

"We usually see Jieyin and Zhunti walking together, but today we only saw one of them. Daoist Zhunti was nowhere to be seen, could it be that"

Su Yang narrowed his eyes and his tone became colder, "You are hiding somewhere at the moment and have prepared a 'rich gift' for Sect Master Tongtian?"

"Besides, this gift is probably very important to everyone."

Daoist Jieyin raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked calm. Even though Su Yang had seen through his intentions, there was no trace of confusion in his heart.

In Daoist Jieyin's heart, as long as Heavenly Emperor Ye and Desolate Heavenly Emperor are not alarmed, everything is under control.

Although these two people respectfully call Su Yang "Your Majesty," they rarely show up and rarely intervene in Outside World disputes.

As long as they don't move Su Yang even a little bit, Heavenly Emperor Ye and Desolate Heavenly Emperor won't take a step easily.

I came here just for Sect Master Tongtian and have nothing to do with Su Yang.

His eyes quietly glanced at a hidden place, which was where Daoist Zhunti was hiding. He thought silently in his heart, "Sect Master Tongtian has killed himself, and his cultivation has dropped to Quasi-Sage Peak."

"In this case, that wisp of Primordial Violet Qi will also escape from the body. Senior brother, this opportunity cannot be missed."

His mind was slightly shaken, and he thought to himself, "If you can get this purple energy, Western World will definitely usher in a qualitative leap."

On the second floor of the inn, Sect Master Tongtian sits quietly with eyes closed.

The room was filled with an indescribable mysterious power, and the aura around him fluctuated.

Although it is still in the state of Quasi-Sage Peak, the fluctuations are obvious, and it seems that there will be changes.

In front of him, several wisps of lavender aura slowly condensed, like smoke and mist, but they also contained unpredictable power.

If there are other Heavenly Dao Sage here, they will definitely blurt it out.

That is the foundation of sanctification that countless strong people among Primordial World dream of!

Primordial Violet Qi!

Due to Sect Master Tongtian's self-cultivation, the restraints in his body were loosened. This ray of purple energy finally broke free from its shackles, overflowed from his sea of consciousness, penetrated the roof, and rushed directly to Yunxiao!

In an instant, purple light filled the sky, and the colors of the heaven and earth changed.

Countless practitioners and powerful men raised their heads one after another, their gazes fixed on the purple clouds that were flying away.

Immediately afterwards, the sky split open, and a giant hand covering the sky appeared out of thin air, with five fingers like mountains, holding Momentum of Wind and Thunder, and suddenly grabbed the wisp of purple energy!

The person who took action was none other than Daoist Zhunti, one of Two Sages of the West!

Seeing this scene, the hearts of countless strong men trembled. The pressure emanating from that palm, even if it was just the aftermath, was enough to make them soul-destroying.

The power of Heavenly Dao Sage is truly unfathomable.

Everyone is puzzled: Why did Sect Master Tongtian cut off his own path? He allowed Primordial Violet Qi to be leaked?

Immediately, more people stared at the swaying purple air in the air.

"It's Primordial Violet Qi! Look! It's really here!"

"Sect Master Tongtian has completely given up on Path to Sainthood? He doesn't even want this anymore!"

"Get it before Zhunti! Whoever can get it will be able to join Saint!"

When the Hongmeng first opened, a wisp of purple energy suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, attracting the eyes of countless powerful practitioners, who all wanted to take it for themselves.

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