The Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams began to rapidly deduce—
A moment later, Haotian put away the River Diagram and Luo Script.
He had to resolve the issue of the Western Continent before the Great Tribulation erupted in full.
Although Zhunti and Jieyin were the two among the Six Saints with the friendliest relationship with the Heavenly Court, friendship was one thing, and allegiance was another.
Making the two Saints acknowledge that the Western Continent belonged to the Heavenly Court would be no easy task.
But he had to go.
Haotian alerted no one and merely left Yaochi a brief message.
"I'm making a trip to the west. It may take as little as several months, or as long as several years."
"You and Bai Ze will temporarily oversee the affairs of the Heavenly Court."
Then Haotian transformed into an extremely faint purplish-gold gleam and silently departed the Heavenly Court, tearing through the air toward the Western Continent.
Western Continent, Mount Sumeru.
This was the ancestral court of Western Teachings and also the Dao Field where Saints Zhunti and Jieyin cultivated in seclusion.
Compared with the mountains of the east, Mount Sumeru possessed less spiritual splendor and more ancient solemnity.
Though the Spiritual Veins within the mountains were not as vast as those of East Kunlun, the two Saints had arranged them with supreme divine power until everything was in perfect order.
At the mountain summit stood a majestic palace amid the Cloud Sea, faintly gleaming with golden light as Buddhist chants lingered around it.
Haotian descended before Mount Sumeru.
He did not conceal his aura. Purplish-gold Imperial Dao Resonance flowed around him, while his Quasi-Saint Peak cultivation was displayed without reservation.
At the mountain gate, two Western Teachings protector disciples were standing guard. Sensing that boundless imperial pressure, their expressions