"Amitabha Buddha. Fellow Daoist White Tiger, please show mercy!"
Just as the Sacred Beast White Tiger was about to strike a killing blow, Saints Zhunti and Jieyin—who had retired to seclusion—could no longer hold back. As boundless Buddhist Golden Light illuminated the Primordial World, they appeared between heaven and earth.
The brothers wore tattered kasayas, and their faces still had a faintly sallow cast.
"You two cowards! I thought you wouldn't show your faces."
The Sacred Beast White Tiger stroked the Nirvana Demonic Saber in his hand and looked askance at the Two Sages of the West, his expression full of disdain and contempt. Strands of Slaughter Laws surged around him.
Though the Two Sages of the West had cultivated for many years and had both attained the mid stage of Heavenly Dao Saint, he prided himself on his formidable body. Even as a newly advanced early-stage Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he was confident he could trade a few blows with them.
"A Saint must not be insulted!"
"I spoke kindly to you, yet all I got in return was disdain and abuse."
"Since that's how it is, then kneel!"
A trace of killing intent flashed in Saint Zhunti's eyes.
The rise of the West was the Heavenly Dao Trend, yet the Demon Sect wanted to interfere with the Journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. It was utterly unforgivable—a road straight to destruction.
Did they think the Two Sages of the West were still the helpless young men who had once knelt and wept in Zixiao Palace, begging Dao Ancestor Hongjun for mercy?
"Saint Zhunti is so bold!"
"Come to think of it, this is the first time I've seen him this tough in thousands of years. Not bad, not bad..."
Shen Gongbao exclaimed in amazement.
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