The most fundamental foundation of Spirit Mountain was not the Great Thunderclap Monastery, nor was it Spirit Mountain itself.
Other than the two Saints—the ones known as the Two Saints of the West, such as Taoist Jieyin and Zhunti Taoist—
there were also countless believers, namely the disciples of the Western Teachings.
Not everyone had reached this understanding; for some, it was something difficult to reject or deny.
Within even more frameworks, they had all chosen such a template.
Taoist Jieyin clearly sensed the power of faith behind him gradually diminishing.
And it was plummeting at an exceedingly frantic and rapid pace.
As things stood, the current state was basically impossible to sustain.
Jieyin's expression changed. He angrily rebuked, "What exactly do you intend to do? Do you want to wipe out my Western Teachings entirely?"
"Or will you exterminate the Two Saints of the West first, then raise your butcher's blade against the other Saints?"
"Do you think that, because your strength is formidable, you can do whatever you please?"
"You are truly laughable. Dao Ancestor Hong will not tolerate such conduct from you, nor will the Three Pure Ones, nor the Human Emperors of the human race."
Taoist Jieyin's furious voice rang throughout the World of Heaven and Earth and spread far into the distance. His intent was obvious: he wanted to broadcast Ye Tian's words for those Saints to hear.
As for everyone else, he did not care. Nor could they sway the battle in the slightest.
Under the present circumstances, it was difficult to weigh and grasp anything. Basically, No One could accomplish that.
Yet although his identity had provoked the annoyance of the other Saints, at the end of the day, it was simple enough: he was Dao Ancestor Hong's disciple.
He had been one