Four Religions Gather, Setting a Battle Date

Zhunti's brow lifted slightly.

"This lowly one wishes to bury every disciple of the Jie Sect, Chan Sect, and Dao Sect!"

A vicious gleam flashed across Shen Gongbao's face.

Even though those Chan Sect members were his fellow disciples and senior brothers, at this moment, there was not the slightest hesitation or wavering in his heart.

From the day Yuanshi told him never to return to Kunlun, he had no longer considered himself a member of the Chan Sect.

Zhunti looked at Shen Gongbao with a trace of surprise. He had not expected Shen Gongbao to harbor such thoughts. It was truly far too bold—and far too risky.

But he liked it.

Zhunti looked at Shen Gongbao with great interest. "Tell me your plan."

"I will use a request for aid to summon the Chan Sect senior brothers back to Xiqi. Then I will return to Kunlun Mountain and obtain Martial Uncle Laozi's approval to invite the Dao Sect disciples down from the mountain..."

"You make it sound simple. After that battle, eighty percent of those Chan Sect Golden Immortals will refuse. Zhao Gongming has already scattered their fighting spirit to the four winds."

"So long as Sage cooperates, this lowly one has a way to make the Chan Sect Golden Immortals leave the mountain once more."

"Oh? How do you intend for me to cooperate?"

"I ask Sage to give the order and have the Western Sect senior brothers descend the mountain with this poor Daoist..."

"You wish to invite the Chan Sect Golden Immortals and Dao Sect disciples out under the banner of the Three Religions joining forces against the Jie Sect."

The moment Shen Gongbao asked for the Western Sect to leave the mountain, Zhunti understood the thoughts in his heart. He could not help but hesitate.