Primordial Wilderness: Mythical Grand Unity, Saints Beg Me Not to Show Off

The Three Pure Ones joined forces, yet they were being suppressed by Ao Chen. If this scene were to spread, it would be enough to shake the entire Primordial Wilderness!

However, Ao Chen's brow furrowed tighter and tighter. He realized that although he held the upper hand and had even wounded the Three Pure Ones, truly defeating them—let alone slaying them—was nearly impossible!

Supreme Clarity Laozi's Taiji Diagram and Heaven and Earth Yellow Exquisite Pagoda were too absurdly defensive, practically rendering him invincible!

Primordial Lord of Heaven's Pangu Banner possessed unparalleled offensive power; one misstep and Ao Chen himself could be injured!

Sect Master Tongtian's sword path was even more fiercely sharp, severing all things, making it impossible to guard against!

"Is it really like this?" Ao Chen murmured softly, a thoughtful expression appearing in his eyes.

Chapter Fifty-Four: The One Who Should Not Appear, So-Called Heavenly Dao Trend, East King Duke Bows His Head

In the void, the more Ao Chen fought, the tighter his brow knit.

He realized that although he held the upper hand and had even wounded the Three Pure Ones, truly defeating them—let alone slaying them—was nearly impossible!

It wasn't just because the Three Pure Ones' strength and supreme treasures were formidable; more importantly, he could sense that some even greater power was protecting them—the Merit of Opening Heaven and the Heavenly Dao's Fortune!

"Can't kill them?" Ao Chen's heart sank. He knew that continuing to fight would yield nothing but wasted time.

In that case...

A cold gleam flashed in Ao Chen's eyes. He suddenly feigned an attack, forcing the Three Pure Ones back, and locked his gaze once more on the high platform—upon the already heavily wounded East King Duke and West Queen Mother!

"Since I can't kill you, I'll kill them first!"

With a thought, the Kunwu Sword appeared in Ao Chen's hand, the edge of a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure fully exposed!

"Die!"

Ao Chen hesitated no longer, pouring his understanding of the Daos of Annihilation, Time-Space, and Stars entirely into this one strike!

A terrifying gray sword light, as if capable of severing eternity and shattering reincarnation, slashed fiercely toward the defenseless East King Duke and West Queen Mother!

This strike was more terrifying and more resolute than any before!

Only boundless despair remained in the eyes of East King Duke and West Queen Mother, as if they already saw their own Form and Spirit Annihilated!

The Three Pure Ones' expressions shifted drastically as well, but they were too late to stop it!

Yet, at this final moment of life and death, a sudden change occurred!

"Daoist, please show mercy!"

"Amitabha! Daoist, your killing intent is too heavy. You are fated with the West. Why not come with us to Spirit Mountain, quietly recite the Yellow Court, and dissolve your ferocity?"

Two voices, filled with compassion and serenity yet carrying an undeniable tone, rang out abruptly!

Then, two figures—one gaunt, one plump—stepped onto the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit and the Nine-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit, their bodies radiating Buddha Light, with Sanskrit chants and Zen hymns unceasing. They appeared instantly before East King Duke and West Queen Mother!

It was none other than the Western Jieyin and Zhunti!

Jieyin, his face bearing an expression of suffering, lightly waved his Jieyin Banner, scattering billions of Buddha Lights in an attempt to guide and dissolve Ao Chen's terrifying sword light!

Zhunti directly raised his Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree and fiercely brushed it against the gray sword light!

Boom!

The gray sword light struck the Buddha Light and the Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree, erupting with a heaven-shaking roar!

Jieyin and Zhunti both grunted, the Golden Lotuses of Merit beneath their feet flashing wildly as they endured immense pressure!

Especially Zhunti—though his Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree was said to be capable of brushing away all things, when it touched the gray sword light imbued with the power of Annihilation, a crisp "crack" sounded. One of the Relics embedded in it shattered!

"Pfft!"

Zhunti's face paled as he spat a mouthful of golden Buddha blood, clearly paying a heavy price!

But regardless, they had finally blocked Ao Chen's killing strike!

"The two from the West?"

Ao Chen's brow locked tight as he stared at the sudden appearance of Jieyin and Zhunti, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Jieyin, Zhunti, what is the meaning of this?"

Jieyin pressed his palms together, his face bitter. "Amitabha, Daoist Ao Chen, the two of us once had an unresolved karmic bond with Daoist East King Duke. Today, we had no choice but to lend a hand. We ask for your understanding."

At that moment, another voice—cold, noble, as if imbued with the Power of Creation—rang out!

"Daoist West Queen Mother also has ties with me. May I ask the Daoist to let this matter rest, for my sake?"

A graceful, peerlessly elegant figure, holding a Red Embroidered Ball and stepping on auspicious clouds, descended slowly, standing before West Queen Mother.

It was none other than the future Demon Clan Saint, Nuwa!

In an instant, the atmosphere on Yingzhou Immortal Island grew even more bizarre and heavy!

The Three Pure Ones! The Two Sages of the West! Nuwa!

Aside from a few reclusive Great Divine Powers, the most top-tier figures of the Primordial Wilderness had all, at this moment, aligned against Ao Chen because of East King Duke and West Queen Mother!

Staring at this unbelievable scene, Ao Chen was completely stunned.

He slowly sheathed the Kunwu Sword, the icy Killing Intent on his face gradually fading, replaced by a complex, thoughtful expression, as if he had glimpsed some truth.

"So that's it... So that's it..."

He murmured to himself, his eyes flickering with an uncertain light.

"Heavenly Dao... the grand trend... karma... heh, interesting, truly interesting!"

Ao Chen's thoughts raced.

Jieyin and Zhunti—these two were notorious for never lifting a finger without personal gain. For the sake of the West's rise, they would discard all face. That they had old ties and karma with East King Duke? Ao Chen didn't believe a single word of it.

For them to jump out now was likely driven by some other motive—or perhaps they were being pushed by an invisible force, compelled to act!

And then there was Nuwa. This future Demon Clan Saint, by nature indifferent, rarely involved herself in the struggles of the Primordial Wilderness. She seldom meddled even in internal Demon Clan affairs, let alone stood up for West Queen Mother.

There might be some friendship between them, but for Nuwa to risk offending someone as unfathomably powerful as himself just to protect her? Ao Chen found that equally far-fetched.

The Three Pure Ones' intervention could still be explained as upholding the Dao Ancestor's dignity and tidying the order of the Immortal Path.

But the appearance of the two Western Sages and Nuwa felt too deliberate, too coincidental!

So coincidental that it seemed like an invisible hand was pulling the strings from the shadows, ensuring that East King Duke and West Queen Mother would not fall today!

"The grand trend of the Heavenly Dao?"

Ao Chen lifted his head once more, gazing into the unseen heavens, his eyes growing profound.

He recalled the "fixed destinies" Hongjun had spoken of during his sermons, the inevitability of the Wu Yao Calamity, and the countless schemes of the future Investiture of the Gods...

Could it be that the fall of East King Duke and West Queen Mother had also been "fated" in its time and manner? Destined to become stepping stones for the Demon Clan's unification of the Primordial Wilderness, rather than falling at the hands of this "anomaly" that was himself?

This feeling was strange.

It was as if an invisible, vast net shrouded the entire Primordial Wilderness, and all living beings, strong or weak, struggled within it.

And the Heavenly Dao—or rather, Hongjun—was the weaver of that net, coldly watching the fates of the prey caught within.

Ao Chen felt neither stifled nor angry.

On the contrary, he found it fascinating!

This intangible yet real "grand trend," which could twist the fate of all beings, seemed to share some hidden commonality with the Mythical Grand Unity Method he pursued!

The ultimate goal of his self-created Mythical Grand Unity Method was to transcend all, to stand above the River of Time, to define rules and alter reality!

The Mythical Golden Immortal Realm required a preliminary grasp of this power—something akin to manipulating fate and modifying the rules of time and space, affecting reality from the level of cause and effect!

Though the grand trend of the Heavenly Dao before him differed from the self-path he sought—the former more like a cold, programmed rule, the latter an infinite extension of subjective will—the level of power it displayed gave Ao Chen immense inspiration!

"So this is the power that transcends laws? Crude and passive as it may be, it's truly intriguing—like different paths leading to the same destination."

Ao Chen mused inwardly, his understanding of the Mythical Golden Immortal Realm seeming to sharpen by a few degrees.

Still, he knew well that with his current peak Mythical Heavenly Immortal cultivation, he was still a world away from the legendary Mythical Golden Immortal.

To truly grasp the core secrets of this Heavenly Dao grand trend, let alone toy with it at his whim, was far beyond his reach.

"Enough..."

After a moment of contemplation, Ao Chen ultimately decided to abandon his plan to slay East King Duke and West Queen Mother today.

As he had thought, his goal today was to establish his might, to seek justice for the Dragon Race, and to intimidate the petty schemers.

Now, he had publicly obliterated the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Star Lord Chang Geng, gravely wounded East King Duke with a single finger, damaged West Queen Mother's Kunlun Mirror with a flick, and finally held his own against the combined force of the Three Pure Ones without yielding...

Such feats were enough to shake the entire Primordial Wilderness, enough to make any force that dared covet or oppress the Dragon Race think twice!

The goal of establishing his might was accomplished. As for the lives of East King Duke and West Queen Mother...

Since the "grand trend of the Heavenly Dao" wanted to protect them, let them live a little longer.

After all, from today onward, the Immortal Court's prestige was shattered, its fortune severely damaged. Its destruction was only a matter of time. Killing them or not made little difference now.

Forcing his way against this grand trend was certainly possible, but it would come at no small cost—and might even provoke direct intervention from Hongjun. That would not be wise.

With that thought, Ao Chen dispersed the Killing Intent around him. His gaze fell once more on East King Duke, who lay limp and ashen-faced on the ground, and he spoke in a detached tone:

"East King Duke, in consideration of the pleas from the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa, I will spare your life today."

At these words, not only was East King Duke stunned, but even the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa were taken aback, clearly not expecting Ao Chen to relent so easily.