Elsewhere, high above the Western Sea, Jieyin appeared, intending to take those dragons away. However, he too was stopped by the suddenly appearing brothers Yuanshi and Taishang.
Taishang let out a faint sigh without speaking, while Yuanshi directly asked coldly, "May I ask, Junior Brother Jieyin, were today's events secretly orchestrated by your Western Religion?"
Jieyin denied it. "Senior Brother Yuanshi jests. These events are merely the result of the fortunes of the myriad races collapsing. What do they have to do with our Western Religion?"
"Nothing to do with you? Then why have you come here? Why did you wish to take away these criminal dragons?"
"This humble Daoist merely wished to do his small part for the Heavenly Court—to capture these sinful dragons and suppress them beneath Mount Sumeru, so they might sincerely repent and redeem themselves in the future."
Yuanshi snorted. "That sounds rather nice, but the Heavenly Court's affairs need not trouble your Western Religion. Go back! Or does Junior Brother intend to provoke a war between Saints?"
"Senior Brother jests. This junior brother would never dare!"
Jieyin pressed his palms together. Seeing that nothing could be done, he turned and left.
Once Jieyin's figure vanished, Yuanshi snorted. "Just as Eldest Senior Brother predicted, those two brothers really are capable of anything. With the Primordial World already so unstable and beset by troubles, I truly ought to seek them out for a proper discussion."
Taishang stroked his beard and smiled faintly. "Perhaps there will be an opportunity in the future."
Yuanshi glanced at Taishang, a gleam flashing in his eyes. "Big Brother means that those two brothers will not settle down so easily?"
"The struggle between sects is a struggle for fortune, and the struggle for fortune is likewise a struggle between sects. The Human Sect,