If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 1107 The Fighting Spirit Representing Hope

Under the gaze of the Hongmeng Dao Master, Ji remained calm and did not answer the Hongmeng Dao Master's question.

Li Ya immediately asked loudly, "Who exactly are you? Why do you possess the primordial chaos energy? What is your intention?"

The Sages of the Beginningless Era displayed their imposing auras, ready for battle at any moment.

The saints from beyond the chaos also came to their senses, and they revealed their respective Dharma forms or offered up their magical treasures.

Even though they had served the Dao Lord before, now that things have developed, they all realize that they have been tricked by the Dao Lord.

"What is your relationship with Chaos and Primordial Chaos? You have already mastered their power, so why did you still bring about such a calamity?"

The Heavenly Emperor spoke, his brows furrowed as he stared intently at the Lord of Hongmeng and the Lord of Chaos.

The Lord of Hongmeng had an indifferent and arrogant expression, while the Lord of Chaos had a sinister smile on his face. The two Lords standing together seemed to be the convergence of misfortune and evil, making people extremely uneasy.

The Lord of Chaos sneered, "You all clearly already guessed it, so why don't you dare to believe it?"

Thick fog billowed up from the edge of the earth, as if it were about to engulf the sky. The saints then discovered that their magical powers were dissipating, which made it impossible for them to remain calm.

"Give up, you are already in the formation and cannot escape. Become my power that surpasses the Primordial Taiyi True Saint."

The Lord of Hongmeng then spoke, and these words completely threw the saints into a panic.

boom--

A golden light swept across the heavens and earth. The Hongmeng Dao Master raised his hand and blocked the golden light with his palm. Strands of lightning followed the golden light and attacked him. His eyes narrowed and he directly crushed the golden light.

His gaze fell upon the earth below, and his attack was truly extreme.

He soared into the sky, his fighting spirit burning fiercely, making his aura stronger and stronger, distorting the surrounding space, and his attitude also reduced the fear of the saints.

Especially at times like these, Ji's fighting spirit grows stronger, making him seem invincible.

Although the Dao Lord's aura was far more profound and unfathomable than that of Ji, everyone was infected by Ji's imposing presence, and a strong sense of resistance arose in their hearts.

Looking at Ji's retreating figure, the Heavenly Emperor was truly convinced at that moment, feeling that he was inferior to Ji.

He swiftly reached the Hongmeng Dao Lord, sweeping his leg out like a long whip of the Great Dao, carrying a domineering power that could tear through space and time. His battle intent condensed into golden light, crashing into the two Dao Lords.

The Lord of Chaos raised his finger, and with just two fingers, he blocked the extreme attack from a distance.

In an instant, a cold blue light flashed in the eyes of the Chaos Dao Lord. He subconsciously moved his eyes and saw a sword aura coming at him. It was so fast that he subconsciously turned his head, but his cheek was still cut open, and wisps of gray aura seeped out.

The Lord of Chaos was momentarily stunned, but then he flew into a rage, his face becoming even more ferocious, and he charged directly at Yang Xian below.

A great battle has broken out!
With a deafening roar, the earth shattered, and billowing dust was swept up by the gale, raging across the land and turning this dark world into a murky and chaotic mess in an instant.

More than thirty saints transformed into different rainbows of light, besieging the two Dao Lords. They displayed their Dharma forms and supernatural powers, creating a magnificent spectacle.

The Chaos Dao Lord gripped the purple banner with one hand, and as he waved it, dazzling purple lightning swept across the entire world. The Primordial Dao Lord made a hand seal, and a silver river fell behind him, plunging his face into darkness.

As soon as the Milky Way appeared, it burst forth with billions of silver threads, which drifted rapidly like a rain of swords, showering the earth.

The saints tried to avoid them, but found that these silver threads relentlessly pursued them.

A sage raised a jade bottle in his hand, and clear water flew out from the mouth of the bottle, forming a huge barrier. However, this barrier was as good as no use, and was directly pierced by thousands of silver threads. In the end, the sage was riddled with holes, and his facial features were no longer visible.

Other saints also met with misfortune, but a saint is a saint after all, and they do not die so easily.

...On the cliff, Gu An began to stretch his muscles and bones.

Hongyi looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Gu An used to do this in the early morning when he was with her, but now it seemed abrupt and puzzled her.

"I'm going to make my move in a bit," Gu An replied truthfully.

He came here specifically to wait for the Dao Lord to appear, and he was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

"You want to deal with those saints?" Hongyi asked curiously. Eighteen saints had already been sent out, why did he still need to take action?

Gu An laughed and said, "Of course I want to deal with the masterminds behind those saints. Do you think there isn't a mastermind behind so many saints acting together?"

Not to mention the saints outside of chaos, even the primordial saints he summoned were not of one mind; some of their reincarnated forms even harbored hatred towards each other.

Hongyi was silent for a moment, then asked, "What can I do?"

"You should carefully comprehend your path of the sages. Consider this a shortcut I've opened for you; don't waste it." Gu An shook his head and chuckled.

Summoning a future sage is no ordinary method; the implications of this are far beyond what a sage could comprehend.

Hongyi took a deep breath, nodded, and then sat down to meditate.

Her gaze remained fixed on Gu An, though she was still somewhat worried, as she didn't know what kind of being Gu An was facing.

After a while, Gu An stopped stretching and beckoned to Hongyi before disappearing into thin air.

Hongyi looked around and could no longer sense Gu An's presence.

"I don't know when I will be able to fight alongside you. As it stands, I am not yet qualified to stand by your side at the Saint Realm."

Hongyi's thoughts drifted away like the wind, heading towards the chaotic calamities of the Heavenly Dao.

……

Within the mysterious realm, saints lay on the ground, their clothes tattered, all severely injured. Even Ji lay on the ground, his arms hanging limply, covered in blood.

For a saint, physical injuries are nothing, but as their magical power dissipates, the feeling of loss torments and evokes despair.

Yang Xian knelt amidst the ruins, one hand gripping the hilt of his sword to support his body. He looked up and saw the two Dao Lords standing high above, still beside the purple banner, like gods looking down upon the crawling insects on the earth.

The great battle did not last long. The saints were no match for the two Dao Lords. By now, only Ji was still standing.

The Lord of Chaos scoffed and laughed, "A saint from the future, it seems you have never fought against a perfect saint before. However, I am surprised that you have been able to hold out until now."

The Lord of Hongmeng then said, "This body is quite nice, should we keep it?"

"What's the point of staying? Breaking through is the most important thing. What if there aren't enough saints to refine pills?" Chaos Dao Lord sneered, his tone dissatisfied.

The Lord of Hongmeng remained silent, his gaze fixed on the extreme, his eyes filled with regret.

He was trembling all over and panting heavily, but he did not collapse.

All the saints looked at him, their eyes gleaming with a last glimmer of hope.

Li Ya lay in a pool of blood, struggling to lift his eyes. He looked at Ji's back in the distance, his expression somewhat dazed. He seemed to see Gu An there.

(End of this chapter)