The Western Lands.
Outside the Ultimate Bliss World.
Daoist Zhunti gazed at the Ultimate Bliss World, shattered yet again.
On the verge of tears, he said, "Senior Brother, why is it always our Ultimate Bliss World that gets hurt?"
"In the Primordial Wilderness, strength speaks above all else. Because the Western Lands are weak, everyone wants to come trample us!"
Daoist Jieyin's face was expressionless. "Only when the Western Lands grow strong can we encroach on others without anyone daring to trouble us!"
"I once made a divination, and I felt a stirring in my heart. This Tribulation of Calamity is when you and I will rise."
"If we can seize the Mystic Gate's foundations during this Tribulation of Calamity and make them the foundations of the Western Lands, how could the Western Teachings fail to flourish?"
"Once the Western Teachings have deep foundations and a thriving Fortune Aura..."
"Our strength will soar to the heavens. With the Western Teachings behind us, no ordinary foe will dare touch us!"
Jieyin spoke with conviction.
His face remained expressionless, but his eyes burned with desire and a hunger for power!
"Good, Senior Brother. If we brothers pull together, we will surely make the Western Teachings prosper!"
Daoist Zhunti nodded solemnly.
Then he said with a troubled look, "Tongtian killed a Hunyuan Saint this time. Should we go to our teacher and air our grievances?"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid Tongtian may go mad with slaughter. If the Interception Sect falls and he decides he has nothing left to lose, what will we do if he comes to the Western Teachings and destroys our foundations?"
"If that happens, I fear the Western Teachings won't emerge victorious either!"
At this, Daoist Jieyin shook his head. "Even the one with the greatest grievance hasn't gone to Zixiao