Nuwa paid no heed to everyone's shock. Her hands continuously formed and changed seals as she controlled the Heavenly Mang Divine Blade, which radiated boundless divine might, and launched a fierce assault on the Three Pure Ones like a sudden storm.
Wherever the divine blade passed, the void shattered and Chaos Qi spilled forth. Its might was utterly terrifying.
On the other side, Zhunti swept a contemptuous gaze over the Human Race Grand Formation. The corner of his mouth lifted in a disdainful smile.
He mocked Zhenyuanzi beside him. "Zhenyuanzi, one who has not achieved sainthood is nothing more than an insignificant ant!"
As he spoke, he gripped the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and swung it hard. A dazzling beam of divine light burst forth, like a rainbow piercing the sun, and slammed into the Primordial Chaos Derivation Array.
Then he turned and prepared to fly off to aid his senior brother.
But just then, Zhenyuanzi's calm voice sounded behind him. "Saint Zhunti, where are you going?"
"Hm?" Zhunti was taken aback. He turned around instinctively and replied offhandedly, "Do you think a bunch of ants like you can withstand a single blow from me?"
But when he saw what lay before him, he froze.
He had thought his attack would be enough to completely shatter the Human Race Grand Formation. Yet the formation before him was still completely intact, as though his attack had had no effect at all.
"H-How is this possible?" Zhunti stared wide-eyed at the formation, his face filled with shock and fury.
He was a dignified Saint, and yet a mere Human Race had easily blocked his attack. He felt utterly humiliated, and fury surged through him.
Nearby, Jieyin had witnessed Zhunti's actions and could only shake his head helplessly, his face showing a hint of exasperation.
As Jieyin watched Zhunti intently, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if an invisible force had clamped down on his heart.
In an instant, a powerful sense of danger washed over him, making every hair on his body stand on end.
Without hesitation, Jieyin whipped around on instinct. At that very moment, a fierce beam of axe light came hurtling toward him like lightning, its shrill whistle cutting through the air as it grazed his cheek at breathtaking speed.
The gust from the axe light sliced across his face like a blade, leaving it stinging faintly.
"What... what was that?" Jieyin's eyes widened, his face full of shock and bewilderment. He had never expected such a sudden, ferocious attack.
He was completely stunned, his mind blank. He hadn't had time to react at all.
A drop of radiant golden Saint's blood slowly trickled from Jieyin's solemn face, gleaming like a meteor wreathed in mysterious light.
He whipped around and shot a piercing gaze toward the source of the attack. In an instant, his eyes met Su Mu's.
Jieyin's face darkened with fury as he bellowed, "Su Mu, how dare you harm a Saint..." But before he could finish, his gaze inadvertently fell on the axe clutched in Su Mu's hands.
In an instant, the anger in Jieyin's eyes softened, and even a trace of greed crept into them.
He spoke urgently. "Su Mu, quickly hand over the axe in your hands. If you do as you're told, I'll forgive your disrespectful offense against a Saint."
His words caused an uproar among those present. They looked at one another, bewildered.
"What's going on with Saint Jieyin? He was furious just a moment ago. Why isn't he angry anymore?" someone whispered in confusion.
"Take a look at the weapon Martial Ancestor is holding!" someone else suddenly cried.
At that, everyone turned their gaze to the axe in Su Mu's hands. Once they got a good look, they were all left speechless with shock.
"No wonder Saint Jieyin's attitude changed so drastically. It turns out to be an Innate Supreme Treasure!" someone finally managed to say.
"That's right. Innate Supreme Treasures are exceedingly rare throughout the Primordial World. There are only a handful of them."
"The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the other great divine powers all have Innate Supreme Treasures of their own. Only the two Saints of the West have never obtained one. No wonder Saint Jieyin lost his composure when he saw such a treasure before him," another person chimed in.
For a while, the Spiritual Senses of the Primordial World's Great Powers stirred once more. Discussions rose and fell without end.
Meanwhile, Su Mu gripped the axe tightly and stared at Jieyin, his expression grave.
Su Mu took a deep breath and once more summoned the vast Magic Power within him with all his strength.
Light shimmered around him as his surging Magic Power continuously poured into the Primordial Chaos Axe in his hands like a rushing tide.
As the Magic Power flowed into it, the Primordial Chaos Axe blazed with dazzling light, as if it would tear the very heavens and earth apart.
At this moment, Jieyin calmly watched Su Mu's imposing attack from across the way.
Yet there wasn't the slightest trace of panic on his face. Instead, he looked utterly composed.
He let out a cold snort and stomped hard. In an instant, a brilliant golden light rose from beneath his feet.
Then a huge, magnificent Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit slowly appeared, radiating boundless pressure and sacred energy.
Jieyin had complete confidence in this Saint's Magic Treasure. In his eyes, Su Mu was merely a lowly Primordial Golden Immortal. With his strength, there was no way he could pose any threat to the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit.
But in the very next instant, the unexpected happened. The Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit, which had been as steady as a mountain, suddenly spun rapidly, and its light began to flicker erratically.
Clearly, Su Mu's attack had already damaged the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit to some degree.
At the sight of this, Jieyin's expression changed at once, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He couldn't help exclaiming, "How is this possible? A mere Primordial Golden Immortal can actually shake my Saint's Magic Treasure!"
Su Mu looked at what had happened and felt somewhat relieved, but dissatisfaction outweighed that relief. Sigh, it's still not enough! Without achieving sainthood, I can't truly contend with these powerful beings... I have to work even harder!
Having said that, he gripped the Primordial Chaos Axe tightly and looked at Jieyin with a resolute gaze, ready to face the even more intense battle to come.
Jieyin was now consumed by fury. His eyes blazed with anger as he frantically controlled the enormous, mysterious Jieyin Treasure Banner.
The banner flashed with dazzling light. Bearing immense pressure and a fierce offensive force, it rushed toward Su Mu like a moving mountain.
Su Mu had already tested his own strength, but he knew that his Primordial Golden Immortal cultivation would likely be no match for Jieyin in his current rage.
So when he saw Jieyin charging at him with the banner, Su Mu didn't hesitate. He decisively pulled a Saint Experience Card, exuding an ancient aura, from his robes.
In an instant, boundless energy poured into Su Mu's body like a burst dam.
He felt the meridians throughout his body swell as if they were about to burst, every cell filled to the brim with this tremendous power.
Then an aura that made the heart tremble erupted from Su Mu, as if the entire world were shaking.
It was an aura of astonishing magnitude, like the power of chaos at the dawn of the universe, or the might of a reversed galaxy that blotted out the sun and moon.
A torrent of power surged from Su Mu's body, forming a visible shock wave that spread in every direction.
Jieyin had been certain that his attack would defeat Su Mu. But when he saw such terrifying power suddenly erupt from Su Mu, he was completely stunned.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Su Mu and muttered, "What's going on? How is this possible... Su Mu actually achieved sainthood!!!"
Jieyin was filled with shock and confusion. He couldn't understand what he was seeing.
Su Mu gripped the incredibly heavy Primordial Chaos Axe with both hands, an intimidating aura radiating from him.
He swung the giant axe with a force capable of destroying heaven and earth, launching a storm of attacks at Jieyin!
Su Mu had only reached the Saint First Heaven realm, yet against Jieyin, who had already reached the Saint Third Heaven, he was completely at ease.
Every swing of Su Mu's axe carried boundless power, forcing Jieyin to struggle to keep up and retreat again and again.
Meanwhile, the battle between Empress Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones was just as intense.
Empress Nuwa wielded the Seven Heavenly Light Divine Blades. Her graceful figure moved with astonishing ferocity, and every slash seemed capable of tearing the void apart, leaving the Three Pure Ones struggling to defend themselves.
At that moment, Empress Nuwa had the Three Pure Ones pinned down completely, giving them no chance to catch their breath.
Among those present, however, only Zhunti could barely withstand the Human Race Grand Formation's power.
But after Zhenyuanzi decisively brought forth the Book of Earth and swiftly set up the Book of Earth Formation atop the Primordial Chaos Derivation Array, the situation became extremely unfavorable for Zhunti.
Looking at the tightly sealed Book of Earth Formation before him, Zhunti felt a chill run through him. He groaned inwardly, What... what am I supposed to do? How could I possibly break through such a terrifying formation?
Zhunti was now caught in a dilemma. If he attacked lightly, he wouldn't be able to shake this impregnable formation at all;
but if he unleashed his full strength and broke through the Book of Earth Formation, the Primordial World's ley lines might collapse, and he would inevitably suffer a violent backlash. He might even fall from his Saint position.
At the thought, Zhunti's scalp tightened. He no longer dared to attack recklessly and was at a complete loss.
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