"And the so-called imasurable tribulations are nothing more than designs by the old Hong Jun - the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the Witch Demon War, the Investiture of the Gods War; the Primordial Heaven and Earth fragnted into the Three Realms. Now, the great catastrophe has arisen once more, Heaven and Earth have again beco utterly broken. This is the final tribulation; Heaven and Earth will completely collapse, and Hong Jun can achieve his goal, truly becoming the Saint of all beings. While all of you are rely his pawns."
The words of the Primordial Spirit were nothing short of shocking. When he finished speaking, the six Great Saints were utterly stunned in place, unable to recover for quite so ti.
"El... elder... are... are your words true?" The Western Two Saints asked with solemn faces, bowing deeply to the Primordial Spirit, having completely forgotten to inquire about his identity, clearly shaken to an unimaginable extent by what the Primordial Spirit had said.
"It is naturally true. Would my true self utter even a single false word?" the Primordial Spirit said coldly.
"He’s lying."
Suddenly, an extrely enraged voice erupted, and the Heavenly Dao Saint Light burst forth, it was none other than the always silent Yuanshi Tianzun.
"How dare you, madman, attempt to deceive us Saints?"
Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, his hair and beard standing on end. He fiercely wielded the Pangu Banner, and a fearso chaotic aura rippled from it, hurtling towards the Primordial Spirit.
"Yuanshi, have you gone mad?"
This scene directly altered the expressions of the Western Two Saints; no one expected Yuanshi Tianzun to dare to attack the Primordial Spirit.
But what followed utterly stunned all the Great Saints, and afterward, each one’s face turned extrely red, showing expressions of extre sha and anger.
Bam!
The Pangu Banner, an Innate Treasure and Yuanshi Tianzun’s strongest Spiritual Treasure, slamd forcefully onto the Primordial Spirit under his control. The Primordial Spirit was unexpectedly struck and sent flying by the Pangu Banner, even the chaos mysterious fog around him beca faint.
One strike! It took just one blow, and the Primordial Spirit was defeated, which was simply incomparable to before, and it instantly enlightened the Great Saints.
"All of you look above!"
Yuanshi Tianzun yelled in furious anger, prompting the Great Saints to look up at the heavenly vault, only to see a small portal opening unknowingly, which would be impossible to find without careful observation.
"Haha, you all realized too late!"
Suddenly, a wildly arrogant laugh echoed, and they saw the Primordial Spirit, who had been knocked away by the Pangu Banner, appear beside Ye Xuan at so unknown ti, directly taking him into the portal and disappearing from the view of the Great Saints in an instant.
Silence, absolute silence, deathly quiet!
When the Primordial Spirit vanished with Ye Xuan, the world beca silent, only an extrely violent aura echoed between Heaven and Earth, causing the entire Underworld to shake with rumbling.
"Damn it!"
Nuwa roared in sha and anger, while Heaven and Earth were shattered without a trace. The Western Two Saints were even more furious, their bodies surrounded by terrifying Buddha Light, as if about to collapse the Underworld.
"We were deceived by him!" The Western Two Saints shouted in humiliation, a deep sense of humiliation welling up inside them, wishing they could crawl into a crack in the stone.
The truth was revealed, everything was exposed.
All along, the Primordial Spirit was posturing, telling grand lies to deceive the Great Saints!
The Primordial Spirit was indeed powerful, comparable to a Saint, but he couldn’t face several Saints alone. He deliberately stalled for ti and acted with a commanding presence, which left the Great Saints stunned.
During this gap, the Primordial Spirit stealthily perford a great technique to create a passage to the Earth Immortal Realm, taking Ye Xuan with him to escape.
The Primordial Spirit had taken the blow from the Western Two Saints effortlessly but suffered great self-harm, as this was a combined strike from two Saints.
Yet, he had to take this risk; the Primordial Spirit couldn’t bear to see Ye Xuan die at the hands of the Saints, knowing he had plotted for endless ages, placing all hope in Ye Xuan, leading to the earlier incident.
"Impertinent rat, you absolutely deserve death!"
Yuanshi Tianzun, though profoundly scheming, showed great agitation. He, one of the Three Pure Ones, was not only reprimanded but also led around like a fool, which made him feel utterly ashad, longing to tear the Primordial Spirit to pieces.
At this mont!
Only Houtu and the Heavenly Sect Master let out a sigh of relief. Though the Primordial Spirit’s thods were disgraceful and they themselves were kept in the dark, he did save Ye Xuan’s life, which provided them so comfort.
Ye Xuan had already been rescued by the Primordial Spirit. While the Western Two Saints, Yuanshi, and Nuwa were indignant, they could do nothing more, still puzzled by the mysterious origins of the Primordial Spirit.
After all, the Primordial Spirit’s cultivation, comparable to a Saint, was undeniable, and even though the recent words from the Primordial Spirit seed deceptive, they heard truths they wouldn’t have otherwise, feeling the Primordial Spirit knew many unknown secrets.
"This person must be found!"
At the sa ti, this thought arose in all the Great Saints’ minds, as the Primordial Spirit was too mysterious, sparking imnse curiosity.
As for Ye Xuan, although Nuwa and Yuanshi wished for his destruction, they no longer considered him a threat, given that Houtu had beco a Saint, aning Ye Xuan was no longer a candidate for the Saint Position and thus posed no threat.
"Junior Brother, take care of yourself."
Yuanshi Tianzun sneered, transforming into an escape light and disappearing, while Nuwa, frowning, said to Houtu, "Houtu, you have intervened for Ye Xuan once today, repaying the grace of his ascension. I hope we can be friends, not foes, in the future!"
"The grace of becoming a Saint must be repaid; please, Nuwa Senior Sister, understand."
Houtu whispered, though she owed Ye Xuan for her Saint ascension, she had fulfilled two of his conditions, with only one remaining to settle their ties. She naturally did not wish to offend the other Saints.
Yet, Houtu’s mind was struck by a strange thought; why did the rit Golden Light cause Ye Xuan such harm, what exactly did Ye Xuan do with it?
"Farewell."
While Houtu was pondering, Nuwa coldly bid farewell and left the heavenly vault. At the sa ti, the Western Two Saints also departed, leading the Saint battle, caused by Ye Xuan, to a hasty end.
"Houtu, should you have the chance, visit Biyou Palace, where I can guide you on the Saint’s cultivation path," the Heavenly Sect Master, retrieving the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, softly invited Houtu.
"Thank you, Master Tongtian. Once Houtu’s Saint Heart stabilizes, I will visit in person," Houtu nodded in response.
The two Saints exchanged a few words before separating, tactfully not ntioning Ye Xuan, as different Daoist sects dispersed.
"Alas!"
The Minghe Ancestor sighed, acknowledging Ye Xuan’s decline; even though he escaped the Saints’ grasp today, with Houtu becoming the seventh Saint, he would never have another chance to ascend to sainthood.
"Ye Xuan, oh Ye Xuan, you... alas!"
The Minghe Ancestor sighed deeply and dejectedly headed back to the Netherworld Blood Sea, clearly disappointed with Ye Xuan, likely retreating to the Netherworld Blood Sea, never to appear again in the Three Realms.
Although, little did he know that Ye Xuan was about to undergo the Heavenly Dao Third Tribulation, set for a transformative change of heaven and earth.
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