Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Yunxiao clearly hadn't expected that the spy in the shadows was Zhunti.

Out of respect for the sage, Yunxiao bowed and said, "Greetings, Sage Zhunti."

Zhunti waved his hand, indicating that Yunxiao did not need to be so polite. Then he stepped forward and stood in front of Yunxiao, tentatively asking, "If I am not mistaken, the path you cultivate has the shadow of the dream-based enlightenment supernatural power of the Great Sage of the Western Sect, the Sage of Guidance. Have you cultivated my senior brother's supernatural power?"

"No," Yunxiao said expressionlessly.

Zhunti frowned, and the vast and ethereal aura unique to sages emanated from his body: "You dare to lie before a sage?"

Yunxiao frowned slightly, not because Zhunti was putting pressure on her, but because the aura of a saint on Zhunti was unexpectedly weak. As Bai Jing's disciple, Yunxiao had experienced the power of a saint quite often.

In Yunxiao's view, even the slightest hint of power that Bai Jing unintentionally revealed was more pressure on her than the pressure that Zhunti was exerting at the moment.

"Is it because my Dao of Illusion and Reality is about to be perfected, and I can resist the might of the Sage? Or is the Sage Zhunti too weak?" Yunxiao wondered to himself.

"How dare you, Yunxiao! I am asking you a question, didn't you hear me?" Zhunti shouted angrily.

Yunxiao raised his eyes and glanced at Zhunti, saying, "I have already answered the sage's question. I have not cultivated the divine power to guide the sage."

"Then why does your supernatural power bear the shadow of my senior brother's?"

“When my master was teaching us disciples, he said that the Dao Ancestor once said in the Zixiao Palace: ‘The three thousand great Daos lead to the same destination, so what is so strange about my Dao being similar to the Dao of the Sages?’”

Furthermore, my master has fought against the Sage Zhunti and the Sage Jieyin many times. With my master's abilities, he should already understand the supernatural powers and techniques of the two sages.

It is possible that when my master preaches to us disciples later, he will tell us about the supernatural powers and techniques of the two sages.

Therefore, even if I unintentionally practiced the supernatural powers and techniques of the Sage of Guidance, I still don't know why the Sage of Zhunti is so aggressive.

After hearing Yunxiao's words, Zhunti snorted coldly and said, "You're sharp-tongued. Since you don't know, then I'll just capture you and see if the supernatural powers you cultivate are actually from my Western Sect."

After speaking, Zhunti reached out to Yunxiao. His saintly power condensed into a giant golden hand. This giant golden hand was boundless and could cover the sky and the sun. Endless Daoist rhymes flowed between the palm lines. It was wrapped with the saintly power that could crush everything and grabbed fiercely towards Yunxiao.

Yunxiao stood in the chaos, no more than ten thousand miles away from the golden giant hand. The spatial storm stirred up by the giant hand blew her dress, making her look like a white lotus blooming in the chaos.

Faced with the giant hand formed by Zhunti's saintly power, Yunxiao showed no panic whatsoever; instead, a faint look of confusion appeared between his brows.

Although Zhunti is a sage, Yunxiao had already heard many rumors about this sage before today. Compared with other sages, Zhunti's cultivation always seemed to be a little lacking in depth.

Although his saintly power was vast, in Yunxiao's eyes, it was far less unfathomable than that of Laozi or Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yunxiao is much more mature than her two younger sisters, but as a cultivator, she also has her own pride.

"In the primordial world, it is said that all those below the level of a sage are ants. Back in the East Sea, my senior brother was able to withstand a blow from Zhunti with the Five-Colored Divine Light. I should be able to as well!" Thinking of this, Yunxiao's expression became extremely serious, her eyes flashing like cold stars. With a thought, she quickly formed hand seals.

As Yunxiao formed a hand seal, a phantom four-legged giant cauldron appeared behind her. The cauldron was ancient and exuded an aura that had never changed since ancient times. Its mouth breathed out chaotic energy, and its four legs suppressed earth, fire, water, and wind. It was Bai Jing's magic weapon - the Four Extremes Square Venerable!
Bai Jing's Four Extremes Square Venerable is a Chaos Spiritual Treasure with boundless power. Apart from Bai Jing, the creator, even a saint would find it difficult to fully control it.

Yunxiao could not possibly summon the Four Extremes Venerable, nor could she control it with her strength. Instead, she used her own power of the Dao of Illusion and Reality to recreate a projection of the Four Extremes Venerable. Although it was not the real cauldron, it still carried a part of the divine essence of the Four Extremes Venerable.

"Go!" Yunxiao shouted softly, and with a wave of her slender hand, the phantom of the Four Extremes Venerable roared out to meet Zhunti's golden giant hand.

The cauldron spun, bringing with it endless chaotic energy; its terrifying power seemed poised to tear this chaotic world apart.

The next second, a loud "clang" resounded, like a great bell echoing through the heavens and earth, as the golden giant hand collided fiercely with the phantom of the Four Extremes Venerable.

Zhunti showed a hint of disdain. He added saintly power to the golden giant hand. No matter how exquisite Yunxiao's Dao of Illusion and Reality was, it was not yet perfect, nor had it been proven. He did not believe that this projection could block his attack.

However, to Zhunti's surprise, the phantom of the Four Extremes Venerable summoned by Yunxiao actually blocked his attack. Within that projection, Zhunti clearly sensed the power of Bai Jing's Four Extremes Venerable in suppressing earth, fire, water, and wind. This indicated that the projection of the Four Extremes Venerable summoned by Yunxiao truly possessed a trace of the power of a Chaos Treasure.

The golden giant hand and the phantom of the Four Extremes God remained locked in a stalemate in the chaos for a moment before simultaneously dissipating.

Zhunti was filled with disbelief. He was a saint, and the power of his palm was enough to destroy galaxies and suppress all spirits. Yet Yunxiao was only at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, and he could actually block his attack.
What shocked him even more was that Yunxiao's self-created Dao of Illusion and Reality could actually reproduce a projection of a Chaos Treasure like the Four Extremes Venerable. His talent and comprehension were simply astonishing!
Zhunti felt as if the majesty of the sage had been trampled upon invisibly, and anger rose in his heart.

"This Yunxiao is truly a brilliant talent. If I don't capture her today, how can I, as a saint, save face?" Thinking this, Zhunti clasped his hands together, his face solemn and dignified, and slowly chanted the six-syllable mantra: "Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Each word uttered transformed into a golden halo, containing boundless Zen wisdom. When all six words were uttered together, the void trembled and chaos churned. The power of each word was enough to easily suppress any cultivator below the level of a saint!
Upon seeing this, Yunxiao's expression suddenly became extremely solemn. The golden giant hand just now was merely a casual strike from Zhunti. Zhunti had not taken it seriously at all. But these six words of mantra were the true methods of a sage!

Yunxiao took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her eyes, and slammed her slender hand against her chest. A sharp pain shot through her, and a drop of crystal-clear blood was forced out of her body, hovering in front of her.

This drop of essence blood exudes a rich life force and contains the Dao fruits of Yunxiao's entire life.

"Between reality and illusion, life and death are unpredictable!" Yunxiao shouted, using his essence blood as a foundation to pour the Dao of Reality and Illusion into it with all his might. In an instant, the drop of heart's blood changed from reality to illusion, transforming into a blurry phantom.

Although the figure's appearance was unclear, it exuded an aura identical to that of Yunxiao—cold, aloof, yet carrying a hint of approachable and peaceful kindness, making people feel an irresistible sense of closeness.

This is Yunxiao's biggest trump card: using the Dao of Illusion and Reality, he transforms his own heart's blood into a non-existent "self" that has already attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal status!
The moment the phantom appeared, a terrifying holy aura emanated from her, causing the chaos to tremble, and even the six-syllable mantra of Zhunti paused slightly.

The illusory figure behind Yunxiao slowly raised its hand, its slender fingers gently tapping, and the Dao of Illusion and Reality transformed into a chain of order, rushing towards the Six-Syllable Mantra. Zhunti's expression changed drastically. Wasn't a chain of order only usable by cultivators who had completely mastered a Dao? Could it be that Yunxiao's self-created Dao of Illusion and Reality had already reached perfection?

Of course, while he was thinking about it, Zhunti's hands were moving very quickly. With a thought, Zhunti manipulated the light wheel behind him to meet the chains of order in the clouds.

The chains of order collided with the light wheel, unleashing a deafening roar. Void rifts spread like a spider web, and chaotic energy was torn apart and scattered in all directions.

With a "whoosh!" The chains of order were unstoppable, shattering the six-syllable mantra's light wheel one by one. The golden light broke apart, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the chaos.

Zhunti's pupils constricted sharply, his face showing unprecedented shock. He, a dignified saint, had actually been forced to such a state by a mere Primordial Golden Immortal who had not yet attained sainthood? Just how terrifying was the illusory and real Great Dao of the Clouds? And how heaven-defying was her potential?

The illusory figure behind Yunxiao gradually dissipated, clearly indicating that this attack had exhausted her life essence. Her face was somewhat pale, and her breathing was disordered. Losing even a drop of life essence was not a small matter even for a saint, let alone Yunxiao.

But Yunxiao showed no sign of backing down. Instead, she smiled and looked at Zhunti, thinking to herself, "Even a saint is nothing special. I blocked both of his attacks."

Zhunti saw what Yunxiao was thinking from her eyes, and laughed in anger.

How could a junior like Yunxiao, a saint, possibly look down on him?

The next second, golden light surged around Zhunti, and a huge Seven Treasures Tree faintly appeared in the chaos, its branches and leaves swaying and emitting seven-colored light.

"Young man, do not be arrogant! Today I will show you what true saintly power is!"

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao's expression changed drastically. She thought to herself, "This Saint Zhunti really has no shame. You, a saint, have attacked me, a cultivator below the saint level, twice. Once is enough, twice is not enough, but three times is not enough. Yet he still wants to attack a third time! And he even brought out the Seven Treasures Tree."

Yunxiao knew that she had no chance of blocking Zhunti's third attack, but she would not sit idly by and wait for death. Yunxiao directly drank a large mouthful of Three Lights Divine Water to forcefully suppress the injuries in her body, and then formed a hand seal again. This time, a lotus platform of the thirtieth grade appeared behind her.

All the powerful beings in the primordial world know that Bai Jing's true form is a 30th-grade Chaos White Lotus, and the phantom that Yunxiao summoned this time is naturally Bai Jing's true form.

Yunxiao also wanted to use this method to send a message to her master, asking him to come and save her quickly!

When Zhunti saw the lotus platform behind Yunxiao, he knew Yunxiao's plan. However, the arrow was already on the string and had to be released. Retreating now would be too disgraceful for a saint.

So Zhunti gripped the Seven Treasures Tree and waved it gently. A seven-colored ray of light, carrying unparalleled power, went straight for Yunxiao's face!
Yunxiao had already exerted all his strength to activate the Dao of Illusion and Reality with his essence and blood, creating the phantom image of a Primordial Golden Immortal.

Now, facing this seven-colored radiance again, Yunxiao could only hope that his master's physical body was tough enough.

However, at this critical moment, the originally illusory thirty-petaled Chaos White Lotus behind Yunxiao suddenly burst into dazzling light, with the lotus petals layer upon layer, and the illusory image quickly solidified.

The white lotus rotated slightly, and a soft white light shone from the lotus platform, like a spring breeze, without any murderous aura, but carrying an unpredictable power that made people's hearts tremble.

The seven-colored glow met the white light, and then a scene that shocked the clouds appeared.

The seven-colored light that Zhunti emanated from the Seven Treasures Tree was said to be able to break through all laws, but the seven-colored light was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun in front of this soft white light, melting instantly and then disappearing without a trace.

After the white light shattered Zhunti's seven-colored radiance, it seemed to spread out as if it had a spirit, enveloping this chaotic space, like a pure land, completely isolating Zhunti's saintly pressure.

Then, within the white light, the void rippled slightly, and a young Taoist priest slowly stepped out.

The young man, dressed in a white lotus robe and wearing a white lotus crown, had a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. He simply stood in the chaos and yet resonated with the Great Dao within it.

Upon seeing this person, Yunxiao's pale face broke into a joyful smile, and her voice carried a hint of dependence: "Master, you've come to save me!"

Without a doubt, the person who arrived was Bai Jing!
Bai Jing smiled slightly, his gaze falling gently on Yun Xiao.

Bai Jing looked Yunxiao up and down, and after confirming that Yunxiao was alright, he raised his hand and patted her shoulder lightly, his tone full of praise: "Yunxiao, you did very well. As a non-saint, you withstood two moves from a saint and even forced Zhunti to use the Seven Treasures Tree. You did not disappoint your teacher's teachings."

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao smiled and said softly, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

Bai Jing smiled and nodded, but the next second, the smile on Bai Jing's face suddenly disappeared, and his gaze turned to Zhunti with eyes as sharp as knives.

Upon seeing Bai Jing's gaze, Zhunti subconsciously took a step back.

Bai Jing curled his lip in disdain and slowly said, "Zhunti, do you really enjoy bullying the weak?"

Upon hearing this, Zhunti broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly forced a smile, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai Jing, please don't misunderstand! I was merely sparring with your disciple and had no ill intentions!"

"Misunderstanding?" Bai Jing sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He slowly raised his hand and gently pointed his finger. In an instant, a jet-black chain of order condensed from the void. The chain was filled with the Daoist rhyme of devouring the Great Dao. With lightning speed, it pierced through Zhunti's brow!
Before Zhunti could even react, he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, followed by a terrifying suction force erupting from the chains.

Zhunti's saintly body was as fragile as paper. A black hole appeared between his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, Zhunti's golden body, primordial spirit, and even saintly Dao fruit were all swallowed up by this black hole!
Yunxiao stared wide-eyed in shock at the scene. Zhunti, a dignified saint, had been reduced to ashes with a single finger from his master.

Yunxiao knew that her master's strength was unfathomable, but the power of this one finger still exceeded her expectations.

(End of this chapter)