"Haha!" Golden light burst from Wukong's eyes as he laughed.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Once the Zhuxian Formation is broken and that Saint grand formation is no longer in the way, the rules of this Luoyi battlefield ought to be set by us!"
Once the Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken, this round of Holy War would be declared over.
Bei Ming's agreement with Tongtian would expire, and he could show himself to settle the final arrangement at the Saint level and ensure the situation did not spiral completely out of control.
And among the disciples of the various religions, the temporary cooperation Nüwa and Yuanshi had formed in order to break the Zhuxian Formation would also come to an end.
With Ling Yan's cultivation, as well as the elite forces the Literary Sect had gathered here, they could immediately suppress the Chan Sect, the Jie Sect, and the Western Religion.
As fellow Saint sects, with each sect master undying and indestructible, after fighting one battle, it was time for them to calm down and deal with the aftermath.
In the shadows, the threat of the Demon Sect still remained.
Back then, Luo Hou had taken advantage of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Clans. Were they going to let him take advantage of the Mystic Gate again now?
This civil war had to be fought. It was a kalpa, and also an opportunity. The key was that it had to remain controllable.
Ling Yan looked toward the Ten Thousand Immortals Array and said, "All is ready. We need only wait for the Saints to descend."
The Western Religion's main camp, inside the golden tent.
Sandalwood incense curled upward, and illusory Lotus Flowers flickered in and out of sight.
Daoist Zhunti sat upright in the seat of honor. Yao Shi, Maitreya, and Mahasthamaprapta