Primordial Era: I, the Spiritual Stone Monkey, was born ahead of schedule to seize the throne.

Chapter 97 Zhunti's Scheme: Who am I?

The two, who thought they knew the secret of the sage, couldn't help but feel envious.

Bowing in welcome:

"Welcome back, Uncle-Master!!!"

"May my martial uncle live a long and prosperous life!!!"

"Boundless, huh? Heh."

Hearing their words, Zhunti murmured something inscrutable, then shook his head:

"Get up, you all go about your business, I'm going to see my senior brother!"

He disappeared without a sound after saying those words.

Behind Mount Sumeru.

Before the dried-up Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the Amitabha Buddha, with a sorrowful expression, sat cross-legged.

Looking at Zhunti descending from the sky, Jieyin sighed:

"Junior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Zhunti, his eyes filled with emotion, exclaimed, "I'm back!"

The guide nodded repeatedly, his bitterness turning into joy.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

"Senior brother."

A sudden flash of murderous intent crossed Zhunti's eyes, like a bolt of lightning: "Is Qi Tian dead?"

"No!"

Jieyin shook his head, a solemn look in his eyes:

"Ten thousand years ago, after you were killed, I severely injured him and then chased him into the depths of chaos, where I fought him again. Qi Tian's strength was indeed extremely high, no less than mine, and in the end, we were both severely injured."

However, his injuries were more severe than mine. I originally intended to kill him, but he suddenly exploded, disappearing into the chaos. Caught off guard, my physical body was also mostly destroyed in the explosion, forcing me to abandon the pursuit.

"Damn it! This guy's got incredible luck!"

Zhunti's face contorted in a ferocious expression, his eyes flashing with a ruthless light.

His hatred for Qi Tian ran deep in his bones; he wished he could tear Qi Tian to pieces immediately.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Does Senior Brother know if he has returned to the Primordial World?"

"I don't know!"

Jieyin shook his head, then said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, I know you want to seek revenge again, but ten thousand years have passed. Qi Tian's strength must have recovered. Even if we attack together, if he is determined to escape, we will not be able to kill him. Therefore, let's put it aside for now and wait for an opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop!"

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Jieyin's words made Zhunti fall into deep thought.

He knew his senior brother was right. Thinking about the strength Qi Tian had shown before, he knew that even if he hadn't been careless, he wouldn't be a match for him.

In their next encounter, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be killed again.

Having already died once, he truly didn't want to experience that boundless darkness, oppression, despair, and deathly silence a second time.

and,

He paid a heavy price for this resurrection.

"call!"

Zhunti took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He decided to follow his senior brother's advice, temporarily put aside his hatred for Qi Tian, ​​and wait for a better opportunity.

Then we'll deliver a fatal blow.

"Don't worry, senior brother! I won't make a move for now!"

Seeing that Zhunti had calmed down, Jieyin felt a little relieved.

To be honest, he hated it too.

He also wanted to seek revenge on Qi Tian, ​​but Qi Tian was too powerful, and without absolute certainty, he didn't want to take action again.

Firstly, as mentioned before, Qi Tian could not defeat them and simply fled, which they were indeed helpless against.

Secondly, he feared that the other party might retaliate from the shadows.

They are no longer alone; they have the Western Religion behind them and many disciples.

If the Western religion is being watched by such a powerful person, then it is truly doomed.

It's impossible and impossible for his fellow disciples to stay by each disciple's side and protect them.

Therefore,

He then advised his junior brother to put it aside for the time being.

"Junior brother, focus on your cultivation first. Only by becoming stronger can you avenge your family!"

"No!"

Zhunti shook his head, and seeing Jieyin's displeasure, explained:

"Senior brother, we cultivate the laws of faith, and even what we comprehend is the creation of a Buddhist kingdom through spreading the faith. Without a large number of disciples and believers, our cultivation progress will be extremely slow. Therefore, I still plan to go to the East to help people, since there are too few beings in the West."

"To ferry people to the East?"

The guide hesitated somewhat:

"Now, not only do the Witch and Demon races occupy the prosperous lands of the East, but even the Three Pure Ones regard the East as their territory. If we rashly intervene, they will surely attack us! The two of us cannot stop them."

"Don't worry, senior brother!"

A glint of cunning flashed in Zhunti's eyes, and a sly look appeared on his face: "Sages can conceal heavenly secrets. As long as I don't cause a great disturbance, the Three Pure Ones won't be able to predict my fate. Moreover..."

At this point, Zhunti paused, his eyes flashing with a fierce light:

"Back then, Di Jun and Tai Yi chased us for so long in the chaos, and even damaged my physical body. It's time to settle this karma."

"No!"

The guide looked surprised:

"The Demon Court possesses the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array; at our current level, having just entered the Saint Realm, we are no match for it!"

"Senior brother, I won't take action myself!" Zhunti shook his head and explained:

"The 100,000-year period set by the Dao Ancestor has passed. The Wu and Yao races are too peaceful. Since they are unwilling to take action, I will force them to do so."

Seeing that Zhunti was confident, Jieyin was completely relieved.

"Since you already have a plan, then I won't say any more. The Lich King does indeed need to be destroyed. We bear a huge karmic burden. If the Lich King is not destroyed, there will be no chance for the West to prosper. I will also take action to disrupt the heavenly order."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, senior brother!"

Zhunti nodded: "I'll go to the East right now!"

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, Jieyin suddenly remembered something, stopped Zhunti, and said in a deep voice:

"Junior brother, how much consciousness did you lose during this resurrection?"

"About half a percent!"

Zhunti spoke in a relaxed tone, seemingly unconcerned about it.

After saying that, he immediately disappeared from Mount Sumeru.

in fact,

At this moment, Zhunti was not as indifferent as he appeared.

Half-finished

That's equivalent to one-twentieth of his life.

After all, consciousness cannot be increased or restored through cultivation.

Thinking of this, Zhunti's hatred and murderous intent towards Qitian surged once again.

"Qi Tian, ​​just you wait, I will definitely kill you!"

"Buzz~"

In the depths of endless chaos, the once lifeless chaos suddenly began to ripple.

If anyone were here, they would find that the fluctuation was caused by a man wearing gold and red armor.

At this moment, the man was wandering aimlessly in the depths of chaos.

The armor had a faint red transparent light screen that kept out the terrifying chaotic energy around it.

This prevents it from harming the man's body.

At this moment, the man's eyes were somewhat blank, and his aura was extremely unstable.

It fluctuates, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.

One moment he's at the Great Luo realm, the next he's at the Quasi-Saint realm.

He was still muttering to himself:

Who am I? Where am I?

The man whispered to himself as he drifted aimlessly through the chaos.

suddenly,

A faint golden light seemed to be shimmering at the end of my vision. A sense of curiosity arose in my heart, and I walked towards the direction of that golden light.

As the man drew closer, he discovered that the light was actually a golden staff.

The staff shimmered with mysterious runes and exuded a powerful aura.

The man instinctively felt a sense of familiarity and subconsciously reached out to grasp the golden staff. In an instant, a faint yet extremely powerful law surged into his body through his arm.

Suddenly, the countless fragments of memory in the man's mind began to slowly merge together.

Finally, it merges into a complete memory.

(End of this chapter)