Half of the West

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing Jieyin so shocked, Zhunti hurriedly asked.

"As expected of Pangu Hall. Zhunti, we were far too overconfident!!!"

Only now did Jieyin understand why the Three Pure Ones had spent a thousand years without completely falling out with the Witch Clan.

Had they known about this earlier, they would never have completely fallen out with the Witch Clan either.

With Pangu Hall standing here, as long as the Witch Clan did not court death,

they truly would not die!!

But what about the Demon-Witch Calamity?

Could it be meant to make them court death?

But what if they did not?

Countless thoughts flashed through Jieyin's mind. No matter how he calculated, he could not find the root of the problem.

Not to mention him—even Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao of this era, did not know the exact reason.

He only knew that the source of the problem lay with the Witch Clan.

"Heaven-Splitting!!"

Dijiang snorted coldly.

Having inherited all the cultivation techniques and experience from Pangu's Saint Realm, Dijiang knew that Heaven-Splitting had a total of nine moves.

The Saint Realm only contained three forms.

Of course, the first form alone had already left the Western Two Saints in misery.

If Zhunti had not entered a second time, Dijiang would not have revealed Pangu Hall's ability to wield Primordial Power.

But Zhunti's greedy heart refused to die.

And if the Witch Clan had no corresponding means to deal with them,

then two Sages could come today, followed by three or four.

Perhaps even all of them would come.

After all, six Sages took part in the future Investiture of the Gods.

As for a Sage's pride?

What was that compared to an Immeasurable Tribulation?

Therefore, to prevent the Sages from joining forces against them in the future, Dijiang needed to display the Witch Clan's strength.

Only by making the Western Two Saints fear them could he extinguish their ambitions.

"It's coming!!"

Seeing this, Jieyin's Buddhist brows furrowed into a deep crease.

"Senior Brother, what do we do??"

Zhunti had already taken out the few acquired treasures he possessed.

Since they had previously blasted open a path to survival, they could do the same now.

"This Pangu Hall can not only borrow Primordial Power, but also suppress the power of us Sages."

"Now there is only one way!!"

Golden light swirled around Jieyin.

Yet no one would have expected that this golden radiance was actually Extinction Divine Light.

Anyone touched by even a trace of it could truly enter Western Paradise.

Beneath his compassionate appearance of saving the suffering and delivering the distressed lay a decisive, murderous heart.

That was why Jieyin usually spoke little, and even stammered somewhat.

Because he knew that loose lips caused trouble.

Especially for the Western Sect, which preached mercy while practicing the twisted doctrine of laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot.

"What way!!"

Zhunti hurriedly asked.

"It's coming!!"

At that moment, a surge of Buddhist light suddenly emerged within Pangu Hall.

"This... faith?"

"How could the faith of the Western Sect's living beings appear here?"

Zhunti was astonished.

The West's current achievements had all depended on the cooperation between the two of them, working from within and without.

The most direct manifestation of that was the light of all beings' faith.

Naturally.

This light had never spread beyond the West.

Yet looking at the brilliance blooming like summer flowers, Zhunti knew just how great a price had to be paid.

"Junior Brother, this is not the time to think about that."

Jieyin pointed a finger, connecting it with the Extinction Law.

Then, guided by the light of faith, Jieyin truly transformed into a beam of Jieyin's Light and vanished from Pangu Hall with Zhunti.

"Ruthless enough!!!"

The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Grand Formation dispersed, and Dijiang emerged from the void.

The Western Sect, once blazing with golden light, had now fallen completely dim.

Zhunti and Jieyin stepped out from the void.

"Senior Brother!!"

Zhunti stared at Jieyin in shock.

This Jieyin's Light was Jieyin's innate divine ability.

Its power was extraordinary. At critical moments, it was even more domineering than Taiqing Saint's Taiji Golden Bridge.

But the price was unimaginably brutal.

More than half of the Western Sect's faith had collapsed outright.

In other words,

Jieyin had just sacrificed more than half of the believers of his Western Sect.

Only then had he used Annihilation Light to bring the two of them out.

"Junior Brother, you are fixated on appearances!!"

"The Western Sect will prosper as long as we are here."

"If we are gone, what use are any number of believers!!"

Not a trace of grief showed on Jieyin's bitter face.

Because of Jieyin's Light, the living beings outside Pangu Hall who had wanted to watch the excitement were left with nothing to see.

"What is going on? It has already been hundreds of years. Why haven't Zhunti and Jieyin come out of Pangu Hall yet?"

"Forget it, stop watching. We might as well look at the situation in the Primordial World."

"Zhen Yuanzi released Ancestral Dragon, Kunpeng fled back to Northern Darkness, and Minghe returned to the Blood Sea."

"If that is the case, wouldn't the entire Primordial Wilderness have become Zhen Yuanzi's territory?"

"..."

Kunpeng and Minghe appeared in a place where yin and yang converged.

"I never expected Zhen Yuanzi to actually release Ancestral Dragon?"

As Kunpeng spoke, his chest still ached faintly.

Ancestral Dragon was too powerful. He simply did not seem to be at the peak of the late Quasi-Sage stage.

He should be in the Half-Saint stage.

Every gesture of his contained an infinitely majestic power.

Though they had wanted to resist, they were simply no match for Ancestral Dragon.

No one knew what price Zhen Yuanzi had offered Ancestral Dragon. Even though they had constantly offered benefits, they could not sway Ancestral Dragon to their side.

"If he can invite Ancestral Dragon, can't we invite Yuan Feng and Primordial Qilin?"

The merit of the Primordial Wilderness had completely addicted Minghe.

Making him give up the territory of the entire Primordial Wilderness was no different from making him abandon the Blood Sea.

The two immediately saw eye to eye and split up to take action.

Originally, after the Demon Court returned to the heavens, the Primordial Wilderness should have settled down.

But who could have expected Zhen Yuanzi to invite Ancestral Dragon out?

One had to know that in Ancestral Dragon's era, the various Sages had not even entered the picture.

Even Dijiang found it strange. Could his appearance have thoroughly thrown the Primordial World's timeline into chaos?

The First Dragon-Han Calamity had been a war between the dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans.

Only after the struggle among the three clans ended did the Dao-Demon Conflict occur.

And that battle had been of utmost importance.

It was the opportunity for the first Sage after the Immeasurable Tribulation to attain sainthood.

Unfortunately, Luohou lost that battle.

Thus, Hongjun became the first Sage after the Dragon-Han Calamity.

After that,

Hongjun preached the Dao.

Nuwa created humanity and attained sainthood.

The Three Pure Ones and the two from the West attained sainthood.

From then on, the era of Sages began.

Only after that came the Witch-Demon War.

But what about now?

Something that had originally belonged to the previous era

had first been released in the form of Ancestral Dragon.

With Ancestral Dragon's help, Zhen Yuanzi severely wounded Kunpeng and Minghe.

Just as the Primordial Wilderness was about to be occupied by the Earth Sect, Kunpeng somehow released Yuan Feng.

And Minghe, unwilling to be outdone, helped Primordial Qilin break free.

The three Dragon-Han clans gathered once more in the Primordial Wilderness.

Seeing this, the various Sages all retreated.

No one wanted to get involved.

The reason?

No one knew.