Haotian Falls, Heaven and Earth Mourn

Fair?

Fair, my ass!

The same thought flashed through the minds of four Saints: Venerable Yuanshi, Haotian, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

The four had joined forces, expecting an easy victory. But as the fight went on, the other side somehow gained more fighters!

How were they supposed to fight that?

Qin Mu gave them no time to think.

"Attack."

At his present self's command, all three Dao bodies struck at once!

Whoosh!

His past self, standing in the River of Time, had somehow acquired a Grass Sword condensed from Quintessential Blood.

He swung it. No earthshaking Sword Qi followed—only a barely perceptible sword intent that crossed time and space in an instant, striking straight at Venerable Yuanshi's Dao foundation!

The sword did not cut at the present. It cut at the past!

Venerable Yuanshi's expression changed drastically. To his horror, the scenes of his past—taking form on Kunlun Mountain, hearing the Dao at Zixiao Palace, establishing the Chan Teachings and becoming a Saint—began to blur and waver under that sword intent!

"The Sword of Karma! You dare cut at my Dao foundation!"

Shocked and furious, Venerable Yuanshi abandoned his attack on Qin Mu's true body. He hurriedly shook the Pangu Banner, sending streams of Chaos Qi down to protect his past timeline.

Meanwhile, a spear appeared in the hands of Qin Mu's future self.

It was dark gold from tip to shaft, wreathed in boundless Chaos Sha Qi.

The Destruction Divine Spear!

Holding the spear, his future self fixed his gaze on Zhunti, one of the Two Saints of the West.

"You and this spear of mine are fated to meet."

There was a teasing note in his voice.

At that gaze, Saint Zhunti felt a bone-chilling cold race from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head!