Heavenly Beings Clash, Complete Suppression

Nuwa paid no heed to the shock of the crowd. Her hands continuously shifted through hand seals as she controlled the Heavenly Mang Divine Blade, radiating boundless divine might, and attacked the Three Pure Ones like a raging storm.

Wherever the divine blade passed, the void shattered and Chaos Qi spilled forth, its momentum terrifying to the extreme.

On the other side, Zhunti cast a contemptuous glance over the Human Race Grand Formation, the corners of his mouth curling into a disdainful smirk.

He sneered at Zhenyuanzi beside him: "Zhenyuanzi, without attaining sainthood, you are nothing but an insignificant ant!"

With that, he gripped the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree tightly and swung it fiercely, instantly brushing out a dazzling divine light that struck the Primordial Chaos Derivation Array like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Then, he turned and prepared to fly to his senior brother's aid.

But at that moment, Zhenyuanzi's calm voice came from behind: "Saint Zhunti, where might you be heading?"

"Hm?" Zhunti's heart jolted at the words. He turned his head instinctively and replied offhandedly: "Surely you ants think you can withstand a single strike of mine?"

Yet when he saw the scene before him, he froze completely.

He had assumed his blow would shatter the Human Race Grand Formation entirely, but what lay before him was an utterly intact array, as if his attack had no effect at all.

"This... how is this possible?" Zhunti's face twisted with shock and fury. He stared wide-eyed at the formation.

As a dignified Saint, his strike had been effortlessly blocked by mere humans. This made him feel utterly humiliated, and rage surged within him instantly.

Nearby, Jieyin witnessed Zhunti's actions and could only shake his head helplessly, a look of speechlessness on his face.

As Jieyin focused intently on Zhunti, without any warning, his heart suddenly tightened, as if an invisible force had clenched it.

In that instant, a powerful sense of crisis surged through him, making every hair on his body stand on end.

Without a moment's hesitation, Jieyin instinctively whipped his head around. In that split second, a sharp axe-light streaked toward him like lightning, carrying a piercing whistle and grazing past his cheek with blinding speed.

The wind from the axe-light cut across his face like a blade, stinging faintly.

"What... what was that!" Jieyin's eyes widened in shock and bewilderment. He had never expected such a sudden and ferocious attack.

In that moment, his mind went blank, unable to form any effective response.

A single drop of dazzling golden Saint blood, like a meteor shimmering with mysterious light, slowly dripped from Jieyin's solemn face.

He whipped his head around, his gaze shooting like lightning toward the direction of the attack. In that instant, his eyes met Su Mu's.

Jieyin roared in fury: "Su Mu, how dare you harm a Saint..." But before he could finish his angry words, his gaze inadvertently swept over the axe tightly gripped in Su Mu's hand.

Instantly, the rage in Jieyin's eyes softened, even tinged with a barely noticeable greed.

He spoke urgently: "Su Mu, hand over the axe in your hand to me at once. If you obey, I will forgive your insolence toward a Saint."

At these words, the crowd erupted in uproar, exchanging bewildered glances.

"What's going on with Saint Jieyin? He was furious just now, but now he's not angry at all?" someone whispered in confusion.

"Look at the weapon in the Martial Ancestor's hand!" another suddenly exclaimed.

Hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to the axe in Su Mu's hand. After seeing it clearly, they were all stunned speechless for a long moment.

"No wonder Saint Jieyin's attitude changed so drastically—it turns out this is an Innate Supreme Treasure!" someone finally muttered in realization.

"Yes, Innate Supreme Treasures are extremely rare throughout the Primordial World, countable on one hand."

"The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, among other Great Powers, each possess their own Innate Supreme Treasures, but the two Western Saints have never obtained one. Seeing such a treasure appear before him, it's no wonder Saint Jieyin lost his composure," another chimed in.

For a time, the Spiritual Senses of the Primordial World's Great Powers grew lively again, with discussions rising and falling without end.

Meanwhile, Su Mu gripped his axe tightly, staring solemnly at Jieyin.

Su Mu took a deep breath and once again mobilized the vast and boundless Magic Power within him.

Light radiated around him as surging Magic Power converged like a tidal wave into the Primordial Chaos Axe in his hand.

As the Magic Power poured in, the Primordial Chaos Axe blazed with dazzling brilliance, as if it could tear heaven and earth apart.

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At this moment, Jieyin across from him watched Su Mu's imposing strike with a calm gaze.

Yet there was no panic on his face; instead, he appeared utterly composed.

With a cold snort, he stomped his foot hard, and a radiant golden light rose from beneath him.

Then, a massive and magnificent Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit slowly emerged, radiating boundless pressure and sacred aura.

Jieyin was confident in his Saintly Magic Treasure. In his eyes, Su Mu was merely a minor Golden Immortal of the Origin, incapable of posing any threat to the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit.

But in the next instant, the unexpected happened. The once-stable Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit suddenly spun rapidly, its light flickering unsteadily.

Clearly, Su Mu's strike had inflicted some damage on the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit.

Seeing this, Jieyin's expression shifted drastically, disbelief flooding his eyes.

He couldn't help but exclaim: "Impossible! A mere Golden Immortal of the Origin can actually shake my Saintly Magic Treasure!"

Su Mu looked at the scene before him, feeling a slight relief but more dissatisfaction. He muttered to himself: "Sigh, still not enough! Without becoming a Saint, I can never truly contend with these powerhouses... I must work even harder!"

With that, he gripped the Primordial Chaos Axe tightly, his gaze firm as he stared at Jieyin, ready for the even fiercer battle ahead.

Jieyin was now uncontrollably enraged. Flames of fury burned in his eyes as he frantically manipulated the massive and mysterious Jieyin Treasure Banner.

The banner shimmered with dazzling light, carrying boundless pressure and fierce offensive momentum, charging toward Su Mu like a moving mountain.

Su Mu had already tested his own strength before, but he knew full well that facing Jieyin in his current enraged state, relying on his Golden Immortal of the Origin cultivation would hardly be enough.

Thus, when he saw Jieyin charging with his jeweled canopy, Su Mu didn't hesitate for a moment. He decisively pulled from his bosom a Saint Experience Card radiating an ancient aura.

In an instant, an overwhelmingly vast surge of energy flooded into Su Mu's body like a burst dam.

He felt every meridian in his body swell to the point of bursting, each cell filled to the brim with this immense power.

Immediately after, Su Mu's body erupted with a soul-shaking aura, as if the very heavens and earth trembled before it.

This aura was grand beyond measure, like the chaotic force at the dawn of the universe, or the might of reversed star rivers and darkened sun and moon.

Torrents of power streamed endlessly from Su Mu's body, forming a visible shockwave that radiated outward in all directions.

Jieyin had been fully confident that this attack would defeat Su Mu, but when he saw the terrifying power suddenly erupting from Su Mu, he was completely stunned.

His eyes wide, he stared at Su Mu in disbelief, muttering to himself, "What's going on? How is this possible... Su Mu has become a Saint!!!"

Jieyin's heart was filled with shock and confusion, utterly unable to comprehend what was happening before him.

Su Mu gripped the immensely heavy Primordial Chaos Axe tightly, his entire body radiating a chilling aura.

He swung the great axe with a sudden, earth-shattering motion, attacking Jieyin with the fury of a storm!

At this moment, Su Mu was only at the Saint First Heaven cultivation level, yet facing Jieyin, a formidable existence who had already reached Saint Third Heaven, he moved with ease and composure.

Every swing of Su Mu's axe carried boundless might, forcing Jieyin to scramble in defense, constantly retreating and dodging.

Meanwhile, the battle between Empress Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones was equally fierce.

Empress Nuwa wielded the Seven Heavenly Light Divine Blades, her figure graceful yet fiercely sharp. Each slash of her blade seemed to tear through the void itself, leaving the Three Pure Ones struggling to withstand her.

At this moment, Empress Nuwa was firmly suppressing the Three Pure Ones, giving them no chance to catch their breath.

However, among those present, only Zhunti could barely hold his ground against the power of the Human Race Grand Formation.

But as Zhenyuanzi decisively raised the Book of Earth and swiftly set up the Book of Earth Formation atop the Primordial Chaos Derivation Array, the situation turned sharply against Zhunti.

Zhunti stared at the impenetrable Book of Earth Formation before him, a chill running down his spine. He lamented bitterly, "This... what am I to do? With such a terrifying formation, how can I possibly break it?"

At this moment, Zhunti was caught in a dilemma. If he attacked lightly, he couldn't even budge this unbreakable formation;

but if he struck with full force and shattered the Book of Earth Formation, triggering a collapse of the Primordial Era's earth veins, he would inevitably suffer severe backlash, possibly even falling from his Saint position.

At that thought, Zhunti felt his scalp tighten. He dared not make a move, and for a time, he was at a complete loss.