Pretending to be a Master in the Purple Cloud Palace! The Sages Mobilize!
The Duke of the East unleashed an earth-shattering aura, raising his hand to strike out, intending to wipe out the entire Mount Shouyang.
Are you kidding me?
To create a Sage like this would make him seem like a joke.
"Roll!"
Ziwei let out a cold shout and casually unleashed a palm strike, possessing the power to support the heavens.
"Boom!"
The earth shook violently, blurring the view above Mount Shouyang. Blood rain flew for thousands of miles, and Duke of the East's entire arm exploded. He stared at Ziwei in shock.
Why are you so strong?
In just one round, he had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.
Ziwei shook her head and sneered, "You should ask yourself why you're so weak."
The Duke of the East was so angry that he couldn't speak.
The Heavenly Court's army fell silent and quietly lowered its banners.
You're messing with me!
Such a majestic Immortal King, and he was bloodied in a single exchange; they dared not even think about continuing the fight!
Yaochi's face was gloomy as she stared intently at the altar on Mount Shouyang. This had a tremendous impact on her soul, as she was witnessing the imminent birth of a Sage.
Isn't this exactly what she's been dreaming of?
"Call your helpers out! If you rely on yourself, you'll only end up with blood staining Mount Shouyang!"
Ziwei said calmly, without making a move. He needed to ensure that everything went perfectly at the last moment when Ao Zhan was facing danger.
The Duke of the East remained silent, his expression shifting between light and shadow. The next moment, he suddenly regained his composure, a cold smile flashing in his eyes.
"As you wish."
The Heavenly Court, Haotian, was nearly paralyzed with rage, his face still bearing the marks of his fury.
In the mirror, various images flashed by, all recorded and displayed.
"That fool, Duke of the East, thinks he's invincible?"
Haotian roared, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, dark clouds gathering around him.
At first, he was just watching with amusement, but he never expected that Ziwei would actually have such skills.
"No! This must have been taught to Ling Xiao by Ziwei!"
Haotian's thoughts shifted. He knew very well what level Ziwei was at; without the support of a powerful figure behind him, he was simply a useless person.
Let alone creating Sage, even creating oxen and horses would be a struggle!
Thinking of this, he looked in the direction of the Purple Heaven Palace, feeling somewhat anxious.
"Teacher, you'd better do something useful!"
"All you do is hide in the Purple Heaven Palace and pretend to be a master!"
Haotian pondered this rebellious thought.
At the Purple Heaven Palace, Hongjun was unaware of Haotian's heaven-defying thoughts; his attention was entirely focused on Mount Shouyang.
"This is actually a formation that seals the Heavenly Dao?"
Hongjun stared at the Dao patterns on the altar and recognized them at a glance. They were very similar to the Dao patterns that Ling Xiao used to seal the Heavenly Dao.
This thing can even be made into a saint?
What kind of altar is this?
Hongjun was full of questions. Ling Xiao had too many tricks up his sleeve, always coming up with things he didn't know.
This made him, as the Dao Ancestor, lose face.
"Such a formation for bestowing sainthood must require a medium. Human Path is weak; creating one saint is already the end."
Hongjun's eyes flickered, and he analyzed the situation in his mind. With his broad knowledge, these things were naturally not difficult to see.
I've been researching this for a while now.
"I have already deciphered part of the Heaven-Sealing Art, and I will soon be able to break the seal and restore the Heavenly Dao to its peak. At that time, let's see what tricks you have up your sleeve!"
A cold smile appeared on Hongjun's lips. After a long period of research, he had, to put it modestly, gained some knowledge of Ling Xiao's technique for sealing the Heavenly Dao, and had even considered countermeasures.
Once something that was once mysterious is deciphered, it becomes commonplace and no longer frightening.
Upon hearing this, Hongjun conveyed a decree to the Three Pure Ones and other saints...
At the same time.
Mount Kunlun and Mount Sumeru, the saints received the decree of the Dao Ancestor and gradually understood it.
"Don't panic. As the teacher said, even if the Human Race creates a Sage, it won't change the situation. Everything is under the teacher's control and expectations."
Yuanshi laughed heartily, though a lingering fear still lingered on his face; he had truly been frightened.
It was thought that Ziwei would make a fool of himself, but it actually happened. For the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Sages, these skeptical Sage, it was undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face.
The person was almost driven mad by the beating.
Even as Heavenly Dao Sage, they had never witnessed such a scene.
To become a saint, they need to use the Primordial Violet Qi and make oaths. Some even have to make dozens of oaths to achieve Sage, practically wearing their lips out from all the talking.
Ao Zhan did nothing but stand on the altar, hands behind his back, looking all high and mighty, and that's how he succeeded.
This contrast is both heartbreaking and infuriating.
The Two Western Sages, in particular, were so angry their mouths were almost crooked; this action made them look like fools.
They paid such a huge price to become saints, while Ao Zhan didn't even open his mouth once from beginning to end.
This is utterly ridiculous!
The saints were enraged and emerged from the temple, their faces grim and murderous.
The Dao Ancestor has given the order; it's time for them to make their move.
At the same time, the immortals of the Chan Sect also arrived at the Mount Shouyang area one after another. They originally intended to go down the mountain to make some arrangements and gradually disintegrate the Human Race, gaining the upper hand in terms of intelligence.
Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Court mobilized directly, and a great battle is about to break out.
They went all out right from the start.
"Hiss! This battle won't be easy. Shouldn't our masters and senior uncles make their appearance?"
"In that case, we have no chance to use our skills."
A Daoist priest in a gray robe, with a leopard-like head and piercing eyes, grinned and spoke, his shifty eyes darting around as he did so, never still for a moment.
"Shen Gongbao, you are mistaken. Sage have their Sage ways of dealing with things; the rest is up to us."
"Hehe... Human Race Sage are difficult to deal with, but if it weren't for these Sages, I alone could clear the area."
Randeng laughed proudly, as if he had a bright lamp on his head, even more dazzling than the Two Western Sages.
He was very confident, seemingly still basking in the afterglow of his role as vice-leader.
"Brother Randeng is right. Once Master and the others make their move, it will be our time to Primordial World. This is an opportunity to make a name for ourselves throughout the primordial world and let all living beings witness the brilliance of a disciple of Sage."
A Daoist priest with an air of otherworldly wisdom smiled. He appeared meticulous and dignified. This man was none other than Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
"Oh! It's Master and the others!"
Suddenly, Guangchengzi looked into the distance and said with a joyful expression.
Everyone looked over, smiles appearing on their lips.
In the distant sky, holy light shines upon the vast world, like a newly risen sun.
Laozi rode Green Ox, Yuanshi, with seven-colored Auspicious Cloud above his head, arrived together, their divine power boundless.
In the West world, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth, auspicious omens descended from the sky, and two Golden Bridge across the heavens and earth, from which the Two Western Sages arrived.
The sudden appearance of four holy figures shocked all living beings. Looking up, they saw that the Sage had arrived at Mount Shouyang.
"Hehe, the grand ceremony of the Human Race, we have come to offer our congratulations!" Zhun Ti first with a smile, but a chilling coldness flashed in his eyes.
"No need for further words, the Human Race has lost its way and deserves to perish today!" Yuanshi spoke coldly, his tone as firm as ever.