Although this golden body radiated golden light from head to toe,
it was nevertheless exceedingly eerie.
It had a full eighteen arms and twenty-four heads.
Every face was hideously twisted, far more terrifying than an evil spirit.
Its horrifying appearance was simply bizarre beyond words.
And yet this eerie body radiated an aura of solemn sanctity.
A union of the sacred and the uncanny...
Countless beings across the Primordial World drew in sharp breaths.
No one had expected Daoist Zhunti to be so terrifying once he got serious.
That overwhelming aura had alarmed countless living beings!
Daoist Zhunti's appearance was truly horrifying...
How could anyone not be afraid of such a grotesque, disproportionate form?
Especially since each of the colossal figure's eighteen hands held a magical treasure.
Among them were the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, Six Roots Pure Bamboo, Blessing Divine Pestle, jeweled canopy, flower crown, fish intestines, painted dragon spear, and more...
Of these, the three magical treasures on the list were naturally the most powerful.
Who could possibly defeat Daoist Zhunti in this form?
Could Empress Nuwa still maintain her advantage against such a colossal figure?
After all, compared to Saint Zhunti, Empress Nuwa was now little more than a tiny ant.
As the diminutive Empress Nuwa looked up at the vast figure blotting out the sky, a mocking smile tugged at her lips.
"Zhunti, do you really think I, Nuwa, have no tricks of my own?"
Empress Nuwa smiled faintly.
Zhunti had his own methods, and so did she.
Still, Nuwa was somewhat surprised.
Daoist Zhunti and Daoist Jieyin practiced the arts of the Western Teachings.
The two of them called their techniques Buddhist magic.
As the saying went, Buddhism originated from the Dao.
These so-called Buddhist arts were clearly heretical techniques.
Yet Daoist Zhunti had