The End of the Buddhist Tribulation

"Oh, Zhunti, do you really think so? I'm giving you two one last chance. Leave here, and I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences."

Just Zhunti feeling triumphant, a devilish voice sent a chill down his spine.

Qing Xuanzi has arrived.

This guy is a monster, what should we do?

Zhunti was very anxious, Jie Yin Jieyin sighed inwardly: Sure enough, things are not that simple.

Anything involving Qing Xuanzi is never simple.

It is especially effective for the Western Sect.

"Junior brother, let's go." Jieyin Jie Yin Zhunti and left without a word.

He dared not gamble. At least they were still saints. If they angered Qing Xuanzi, being demoted would be a simple matter.

The most important point is that Folo is not Primordial World being, but Chaos Demon God.

He dared not gamble any longer; Folo lost, he could retreat back to chaos.

They lost. Where to retreat? Chaos? Don't be ridiculous. They'll be gone in a few days.

Qing Xuanzi watched as Jieyin and Zhunti wisely left, and sighed inwardly. Jie Yin was truly a talent: he knew when to advance and retreat, and he could endure.

"So, Folo, the leader of the Western Sect has left, what reason do you have to stay here?"

"Hey, Qing Xuanzi, I don't know why you have such a strong prejudice against me. The Western Sect has taken one-tenth of the human race's fortune. Isn't it normal for them to be here to observe the ceremony?"

"It might be normal for others, but it's not normal for you. You and I both know where that human race's luck comes from. I'm really curious, aren't you afraid of ending up with nothing?"

"No, no, let's just observe the ceremony. It wouldn't be good if we came at the auspicious time."

"It's alright. Everyone knows what's going on with whether it's an auspicious or inauspicious time. Since you're so confident, I won't act anymore."

After Qing Xuanzi finished speaking, Folo appeared outwardly peaceful, but inwardly he felt a pang of unease: Could it be that he really had something to hide?

Of course, there was a scheme involved. After Qing Xuanzi finished speaking, he removed the Heaven-Veiling Great Dao Array Formation, which still used the Illusion Root as its core.

Not to mention Folo, even the Heavenly Dao was deceived. At that time, they even wanted to interfere with the Western Sect to save the human race.

He was stopped by Hongjun's primordial spirit, who said, "Qing Xuanzi has his own plans. Just watch the show. It will only be less than a hundred years."

Now that the great formation has been dismantled, everything has become clear.

On the spot, Folo spat out two ounces of blood. The reason was simple: his luck was gone, and he was choked by spiritual energy.

Jie Yin and Zhunti were also completely bewildered; was it really that ruthless?

So much good fortune was confiscated just like that, where exactly did things go wrong?

"Teacher, something terrible has happened! All the followers and fellow disciples have run away."

The Yaoshi, as their core disciple, rushed in anxiously to report.

"What?" Zhunti was a junior, so he could only cough up a few drops of blood, otherwise he would be disrespecting his elder brother.

The Jie Yin was somewhat better; he spat out a drop or two of his old blood as a token gesture, since he had already anticipated this.

However, he did not expect it to be so tragic, that even the original core members of the Western Sect had fled.

"This is outrageous!" This time, Folo was truly alarmed, his expression unchanged since arriving in the Primordial World.

At this moment, however, he was filled with rage, and a huge hand transformed into a knife shape, sweeping horizontally towards Qing Xuanzi's waist.

As Qing Xuanzi had anticipated, an axe appeared in front of him, blocking his path.

The axe was much larger than the cleaver that was coming at it; when the cleaver struck the axe, it swerved and changed direction.

With a deafening roar, Buzhou Mountain collapsed from the blow, and the sky shattered.

To be honest, Folo was a bit confused. How could Buzhou Mountain be cut in half by a single palm strike?

Putting everything else aside, just Buzhou Mountain is Pangu's spine; how hard must it be to cut it off?

Suddenly, Folo realized that he had been tricked.

It's the kind of scam that really screws you over.

The moment Buzhou Mountain broke, several sages of the Heavenly Dao immediately appeared.

The pots, pans, and other utensils were all prepared; Mending the Heavens sky, others carried mountains, and still others fetched water.

It blocked the sky in an instant.

The movements were incredibly fluid and skillful, clearly rehearsed long ago.

In particular, the five-colored fluids pouring out from the Cosmos Cauldron in Nüwa's hand clearly showed that it had been refined for quite some time.

The most outrageous thing was that Qing Xuanzi rushed over in a flash, used his great magic power, and directly glued the broken piece back together... glued it back together...

A series of rays of light rose up around them, and a magnificent array rose up, flashing a few times before disappearing into Buzhou Mountain.

This was clearly a large formation that had been set up around the area long ago, although Folo didn't know what kind of formation it was.

But he has eyes; a great formation capable of restoring the broken Buzhou Mountain must at least be a Chaos Formation.

It might even be a Grand Dao formation.

If you say this wasn't premeditated, I'll call you by the name of Folo backwards.

As Folo's inner voice screamed wildly, a chill ran down his spine. He looked up and saw. "I @#...#￥%."

"Qing Xuanzi, you tricked me!" Folo cried out in alarm and ran madly into the chaos.

Unfortunately, Heavenly Tribulation can follow you wherever you go, since this thing is connected to the Great Dao.

Of course, if you can escape this boundless chaos, that's another story.

A shrill scream echoed from the depths of chaos; Folo's pitiful state was too unbearable to look at.

His whole body was tattered and torn; there was hardly a good spot on him.

Strangely, Heavenly Tribulation did not destroy him.

This was considered a lucky thing by the other Chaos Demon God, as the legendary Heavenly Tribulation that meant certain death had actually been broken.

But it wasn't so good for Folo, unless he was Chaos Demon God himself.

Having grown accustomed to the erosion and decay of chaos, it has long since vanished into thin air.

He's not even at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal anymore; he's probably only at the Taiyi level at most.

That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the final attack of the Heavenly Tribulation is a suppression array.

He was very familiar with the suppression formation, which was a great Dao formation and the means by which Pangu suppressed him.

Folo began to have some doubts about Mo Sheng: Just who exactly is Qing Xuanzi?

His cultivation level was only that of Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, yet he employed a variety of unconventional methods.

The sheer number of Great Dao Formations he scattered everywhere, as if they were free, was terrifying enough.

The final Great Dao Formation was definitely a conspiracy between Qing Xuanzi and the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, would you believe that Heavenly Tribulation would actually send down a Great Dao Formation?

In the Primordial World.

"Alright, Folo should be suppressed now. We should focus on cleaning up the mess," Qing Xuanzi said, clapping his hands.

The final suppression formation was indeed something he had prepared long ago, entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, so that he could unleash it at the last moment.

Furthermore, he told the Heavenly Dao to reduce the destructive power of the Heavenly Tribulation by about 30%, so that Folo wouldn't die directly.

Heaven followed the will without any compromise, and finally discovered that Qing Xuanzi was indeed its backer.

As long as you do as he arranges, the Heavenly Dao Luck will steadily increase.

"What should we do about Luo Hou?" Laozi asked.

"Let it be. Since we promised the West to preach to him, let's just give it to him. We can't go back on our word and do something like destroying the bridge."

Qing Xuanzi waved his hand dismissively, saying he didn't believe that a mere Luo Hou could stir up trouble in the Primordial World.

He's just a Half-Step Mixed Origin Taiji, but in the end, he's still Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.

I can already subdue him completely now, and it won't be that difficult in the near future. The Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, and Hongjun will all be able to ride on his head, so what's there to be afraid of?

If he doesn't behave and causes trouble, we can just throw him into the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

In any case, even without Luo Hou's Devil Dao power, it will be many years before Folo can unleash the great formation.

"Okay, what about those two in the West? Are we just going to leave them like that?" Nüwa asked.

Mount Sumeru was in complete disarray.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Zhunti asked with a bitter expression.