Mysterious Sanskrit Chant, Jieyin Daoist

"No wonder he's the Fifth Junior Brother—this talent is simply too terrifying!"

Golden Spirit Holy Mother's beautiful eyes flashed with astonishment as she exclaimed in shock.

It was no exaggeration to say that the speed of Fifth Junior Brother's breakthroughs had far surpassed her expectations.

What normal person could possibly break through at such an outrageous pace?

Compared to her, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, he was countless times faster.

Turtle Spirit Holy Mother and Unyielding Holy Mother exchanged a glance, both deeply shaken.

"Excellent! Since your Dao heart is clear and your opportunity has arrived, then go."

Before Jade Tour Palace on Golden Ao Island, Tongtian Cult Master nodded slightly and spoke with earnest gravity.

Though he, too, had been stunned by Xuan Liu's words.

Upon that Sage's face, however,

he still put on an aloof expression of unruffled calm, as though everything remained firmly in his grasp.

"This disciple, Xuan Liu, shall obey Master's decree." Xuan Liu's expression was calm, without the slightest trace of arrogance.

As he spoke, he gave Tongtian Cult Master an exceptionally elegant Daoist salute.

Then, with his long sleeves billowing, Xuan Liu's figure flickered, instantly transforming into an incomparably pure emerald-green rainbow.

The rainbow pierced through the layered mists along the shores of the East Sea, leaving Golden Ao Island with crisp decisiveness as it sped toward Xuan Liu's Penglai Immortal Island sanctuary.

No years were counted in the Primordial World; time passed like a white colt flashing through a crack.

No one knew how long had passed before Xuan Liu crossed hundreds of millions of li of vast ocean and returned to Penglai Immortal Island.

The moment he returned to Penglai Immortal Island, he immediately entered seclusion.

He intended to use this secluded cultivation to directly charge toward the late stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.

In the heavens and earth of the Primordial World, strength was simply too important.

Moreover, if he wished to alter the final outcome of the Investiture of the Gods Great Tribulation and the Interception Sect,

his current cultivation at the middle stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm was far from sufficient.

At the very least, he needed to break through to the Quasi-Sage realm before he could play a truly significant role in the great tribulation.

"Bzzz!!!"

As Xuan Liu slowly closed his eyes, the Upper Clear Immortal Method within his body began circulating madly.

The cultivation of the middle stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm surged forth wildly, spreading in every direction.

The dharma power within his body steadily advanced at an unhurried pace.

Ten thousand years!

A hundred thousand years!

A million years!

As endless time flowed by, the dharma power within Xuan Liu's body improved tremendously.

He was now only a hair's breadth away from the late stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.

"Nama, Ariya, Avalokite, Shobara..."

All of a sudden, ancient Sanskrit chants—ethereal and indistinct, as though they had drifted from the boundless mortal world and myriad great realms—

boomed beside Xuan Liu's ears without the slightest warning.

Layer upon layer, the chants carried within them the Western Sect's unique supreme principles of extinction, purity, and relinquishing obsession.

Xuan Liu felt his consciousness sink slightly, while the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal dharma power circulating within him strangely settled in an instant.

When he finally saw clearly before him, he discovered that he was no longer on Penglai Immortal Island.

Instead, his weightless body now floated within a vast expanse of whiteness, a mysterious space filled with endless barriers of karmic entanglement.

There was no trace of time passing here, nor was there any Dao aura.

Within the void, only Western Saha lotus flowers, each emitting faint golden radiance, continued to bloom.

"The Western Sect's Dream Entry Technique?"

At the center of the mysterious space, Xuan Liu's long sleeves drifted as his dharma eyes narrowed slightly.

It had to be those two Sages of Mount Sumeru in the West, who had truly begun plotting against him without any regard for the rules after the grand competition.

After all,

the shamelessness of those two fellows was renowned throughout the entire Primordial World.

First, they wept before Purple Heaven Palace; later, they made forty-eight great vows and forcibly attained the Dao to become Sages.

Now, it was hardly impossible for them to do something shameless to a junior like him.

But if that was the case, this was bound to be troublesome.

He had no idea whether Master could detect that something was wrong.

Otherwise, if he had to face a Sage himself, he would have almost no chance of winning.

"Young friend, you have affinity with the West!"

Suddenly, a supreme Buddhist proclamation—vast and majestic, yet brimming with endless sorrow and suffering—rumbled from the depths of this white expanse.

"Clatter, clatter!"

As the clattering rang out, countless streaks of extinguishing golden light rapidly interwove and reassembled within the void.

In no more than the blink of an eye, the phantom of a bald Daoist clad in a simple patched robe, his face sallow as a bitter melon and his palms pressed together, abruptly condensed into form.

That phantom stood between heaven and earth, and the pressure emanating from it

was only a barely perceptible wisp, yet it was undeniably the will of a Heavenly Dao Sage.

The arrival was none other than the Western Sect's chief leader—

a strand of Jieyin Daoist's divine thought!

"Xuan Liu, young friend, the bitter sea of mortal dust is all illusion."

Jieyin Daoist's strand of divine thought looked down upon Xuan Liu and spoke from on high. "Today, this poor Daoist comes in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, wishing to grant you the status of a Western Sect Buddha Child and make you a lamp-lighter for our sect in the East."

"Set aside the stray thoughts in your heart and let your true spirit take refuge with me."

His voice was filled with the power of conversion, capable of brainwashing and forcibly altering memories.

As his words fell, Jieyin Daoist formed a Flower-Picking Hand Seal with his right hand and pressed down through the air.

The Western Sect's golden light of conversion, carrying supreme majesty, swept toward Xuan Liu's Primordial Spirit like a canopy covering heaven and earth, brutally forcing it down.

Clearly, this Western Sage intended to use this strand of divine thought

to thoroughly convert Xuan Liu into a diehard undercover agent of the Western Sect.

"This is... the Western Sect's Conversion Technique?"

Xuan Liu's expression tightened, his tone filled with concern.

The Western Sect's Conversion Technique was renowned throughout the entire Primordial World.

During the Western Sect's early days, it had also relied on this very method to grow strong.

As everyone knew, the West was a barren wasteland where not even birds bothered to shit.

As the orthodoxy of the West, the Western Sect was not much better off.

What decent person would want to join the Western Sect?

The orthodoxies of the East were vastly stronger than the Western Sect.

However,

these crooked and unorthodox methods of the Western Sect truly had some substance to them.

Especially this Conversion Technique—it left him at a complete loss as to what to do.

It was over!

Could he really be done in this time?!

He had no desire to be converted by Jieyin Daoist and become an undercover agent for the Western Sect!

His future was being cut short—could someone come save him?!

Danger!

"Young friend, there is no need to resist."

Jieyin Daoist pressed his palms together and said with a smiling expression, "Beneath a Sage, all are ants! Even if it is merely a strand of divine thought wielding the Conversion Technique, it is not something you can resist."

"With young friend's talent, you may become a Buddha Child of my Western Sect. Why not embrace such a good thing?"

Even he had not expected Xuan Liu to challenge the late stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm so quickly.

Fortunately, they had long ago planted a chess piece within the Interception Sect.

It was Long-Eared Fixed-Light Immortal, one of the Seven Attendant Immortals!

Long-Eared Fixed-Light Immortal was the one who had informed him of this news.

Now, so long as they converted this boy, their great undertaking would be completely accomplished.