Jieyin and Zhunti Rise to the Occasion, Seeking to Deliver Ling Xiao

Jieyin the Primordial Violet Qi, Zhun Ti once again comprehended it and finally realized what was still missing.

They also need to make grand vows!

"This..."

Jieyin Zhun Ti hesitated, naturally understanding what this meant.

To become a saint, one must accumulate merit that is owed to the Heavenly Dao.

To put it bluntly, they were outmaneuvered by the Heavenly Dao.

Why reveal the secret only when they were halfway through their plan?

Why did the Three Pure Ones, who so easily attained sainthood, have to go through this step?

At this moment, both Jieyin and Zhun Ti felt some dissatisfaction and indignation.

Now, there is no other choice but to become a saint.

The vow has been made, and I will bear it even if I do not become a saint.

Since that's the case, it's better to choose to become a saint.

In the blink of an eye, Jieyin and Zhunti had already made their decision.

"Brother! Make a grand vow!" Zhun Ti said solemnly, with unprecedented seriousness.

Putting everything else aside, if I still fail to become a saint this time, I'll probably be laughed at by everyone.

It's time to start living in a different world.

The Jieyin nodded and said, "The merit of becoming a saint is enough for one of us to achieve sainthood."

"Junior brother, you should make this grand vow; it's enough for your senior brother to establish the sect!"

Upon hearing this, Zhun Ti looked at Jieyin with a shocked expression.

"Senior brother, you..."

"Senior brother was just joking with you, what are you still standing there for? Let's make a grand vow together!" Jieyin chuckled and said naturally.

It was as if he was really joking, but he actually had something else in mind.

Zhun Ti a sigh of relief and responded with a smile.

They then discussed it and finalized their grand plan.

Then, the two rose up again, their Daoist robes fluttering, their faces solemn and dignified, and swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao, making Forty-Eight Great Vows.

My first vow: If I attain the supreme fruit of enlightenment, and in my Buddha-land there are no hells, hungry ghosts, birds, beasts, or any other creatures that fly or crawl, I will not attain supreme enlightenment.

My second vow is: When I attain Buddhahood, may all sentient beings in the ten directions who are born in my Pure Land possess a body of pure gold... and may I attain perfect enlightenment.

The forty-eighth vow: When I become a Buddha, if bodhisattvas in other worlds hear my name, they will take refuge in me and strive for enlightenment... I will not become a Buddha until this vow is fulfilled.

After the Forty-Eight Great Vows were made, countless golden lotuses floated and sank, scattering across the Primordial World and boundless world.

The moment the grand vow was made, the Heavenly Dao trembled once more, as if it had been prepared all along.

Boundless merit descended, instantly Jieyin Zhun Ti, dissolving the Primordial Violet Qi within their bodies, and unleashing a vast holy might.

At this moment, all the powerful beings and creatures who were waiting to see the joke were shocked.

That's too ruthless. He made forty-eight grand vows in a row, each of which was almost impossible to fulfill.

Add to that the vow made at the founding of the religion to save all sentient beings, and this is simply impossible upon impossible, making it even more impossible.

He was willing to do anything to achieve sainthood.

Even so, most living beings envy him; the mere fact of achieving sainthood is enough to overshadow everything else.

They gazed into the depths of the endless void, where, in the dim light, two golden figures sat cross-legged, chanting endless hymns. Those beings with weak minds immediately prostrated themselves in worship.

"This is what Sage is..." A powerful being sighed in admiration. Even people as despicable as Zhun Ti and Zhunti appeared illustrious and supremely majestic after Jieyin saints.

Ask yourself, who in the world wouldn't want to become a saint?

Let alone making Forty-Eight Great Vows, they'd be willing to make four hundred and eighty or four thousand eighty now.

"If Five Saints are established in a single day, and one can become a saint by establishing a religion, can I also establish a religion and become a saint?"

The influence of the Three Pure Ones Jieyin and Zhunti has led many powerful beings in the Primordial World to consider this idea.

Compared to Nuwa's creation of humans, the establishment of religions and sainthood by these Five Saints seems much easier and could be imitated.

The prerequisite is having a good idea.

For a time, many powerful beings in the Primordial World were pondering the path to sainthood, or rather, considering what kind of religion they should establish.

In a short period of time, Jieyin Zhun Ti, following the Three Pure Ones, became Sage, their power sweeping across heaven and earth.

Many powerful beings in the Primordial World, such as Zhenyuanzi, Hong Yun, and the Queen Mother of the West, each had their own agendas.

The Sea of Blood Minghe roared Jieyin and Zhunti resentment. Jieyin and Zhunti, who had failed to become saints through creation, had actually become saints in the blink of an eye.

He had won too much.

Now he looks like a clown.

At the Pangu Temple, the Ancestral Witch were once again stunned, their stunt compounded.

They once fought against Jieyin and Zhunti, and even robbed someone else of Mount Sumeru.

Now they've become saints.

The five enemies of the past have all become saints.

How can we play like this?

Tired, Destruction it!

The Ancestral Witch gave up struggling; even if a Sage were to emerge from among them now, it would be impossible to reverse the situation.

Unless Father God is alive, it's all in vain.

"Finally, we have become saints. This feeling is indescribable..." On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin Zhun Ti stood side by side, their faces showing joy, and they exclaimed in amazement.

"Five Saints appear in one day, and the West alone possesses two of them. The West is flourishing and its momentum is unstoppable," said Jieyin with a smile.

Only after becoming a saint can one experience this composure and confidence; before becoming a saint, it's all in vain.

Looking back now, making these Forty-Eight Great Vows seems like a pretty good deal; he even feels like he's made a profit.

After all, it's truly rare to gain such power simply by speaking.

"Heh, no wonder Ling Xiao was able to break the Immortal-Slaughtering Formation so easily; such power is practically omnipotent."

Zhun Ti experienced the Sage's magical power, a cold smile appeared on his lips, as if he understood everything.

If it were me now, I could easily break the Immortal-Slaughtering Formation.

That's how powerful Sage is.

It has nothing to do with who it is.

Recalling how Ling Xiao had dominated everything in front of him that day, Zhun Ti couldn't help but feel angry.

Does it make it seem like everyone can't do it?

"Now I'm on the same level as you, and I hope you'll be just as composed next time we meet."

Zhun Ti sneered inwardly, but outwardly he also revealed an unfriendly smile before looking at Jieyin and asking.

"Senior brother, what should we do next?"

"What do you think?" Jieyin said Jieyin a smile, looking over as well, their eyes meeting.

Immediately, Jieyin and Zhunti felt a chill and instinctively tried to dodge, but in the next instant they realized that they had already become saints, so what was there to be afraid of?

It's an occupational disease that's deeply ingrained.

Just as Jieyin and Zhunti, their occupational hazard seemed to disappear after they became saints; they looked fine no matter how they looked at it.

While relieved to find it was a false alarm, both of them felt a surge of anger.

Such shadows, such humiliation, must be repaid with blood.

In that instant, Jieyin and Zhunti knew what to do next.

Naturally, revenge must be taken first; otherwise, nothing will go smoothly and nothing will feel right.

They vowed to save all living beings, but before that, they had to first deliver Ling Xiao from suffering.