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Guang Chengzi roared, and the Fan Tian Seal shone with golden light!

"who!"

Jade Cauldron Immortal drew his Immortal-Slaying Sword, its light as white as snow!

But the blue light was too strong.

The golden light of the Heaven-Turning Seal, so powerful, was like a flickering candle in the wind.

The sword light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword was so powerful that it resembled the glow of a firefly.

It was so strong that even moving became difficult for the two of them.

In the void.

A figure slowly materialized.

His green robe fluttered in the wind, and his long beard swayed in the breeze.

His face was thin and his eyes were deep.

His body was surrounded by a blue light like the sea, and the phantom image of the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Era hung behind him.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui.

The eight trigrams rotate endlessly.

Fuxi.

Emperor.

A saint of humanity.

He stood with his hands behind his back in the void, looking down at Guang Chengzi and Yu Ding Zhenren.

At this moment, a chill ran through the depths of those eyes, which were as deep as stars.

"The Chan School?"

"A disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable?"

"You've come to my human tribe and ruined the merits of my Holy Emperor?"

"Destroy the foundation of my human race's Holy Emperor?"

"Who gave you the audacity?"

The five words fell like a decree from heaven and earth.

Guang Chengzi's face turned deathly pale.

Master Yu Ding trembled all over.

They wanted to escape.

It can't move.

The azure light, like a net, trapped them tightly.

It is the Heaven-Turning Seal, and it is the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

Before that power, they are nothing but ants.

This is a sage.

This is the saint of humanity.

Even at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level, they are nothing more than ants in front of a Saint.

"Your Majesty Fuxi..."

Guang Chengzi spoke, his voice hoarse:

"I have come here on my master's orders, and I have no ill intentions."

"It's just... just preaching and teaching."

"I have no intention of harming Fellow Daoist Shaohao's merits."

Fuxi looked at him, his gaze calm.

Beneath that calm surface lay a chilling despair.

"Preaching and expounding the Dharma?"

"Preaching and preaching on my turf?"

"Under my very nose, you dare to tarnish the merits of my human race's Holy Emperor?"

"Is this what you mean by 'no malicious intent'?"

Guang Chengzi was speechless.

Jade Cauldron Immortal gritted his teeth, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword trembled incess

But he dared not make a move.

Because he knew that to make a move in front of a sage was tantamount to courting death.

Fuxi withdrew his gaze and looked down at Shaohao.

Those cold eyes softened the moment they looked at Shao Hao.

"Shaohao".

He spoke, his voice calm:

"You did a great job."

"When facing a formidable enemy, remain neither humble nor arrogant."

"As expected of the common ruler of the human race."

"Truly worthy of being the Holy Emperor of my human race."

Shao Hao bowed slightly:

"Your Majesty Fuxi is too kind."

"I am merely doing my duty."

Fuxi nodded.

He raised his eyes and looked at Guang Chengzi and Yu Ding Zhenren.

Those eyes turned cold again.

Fuxi snorted coldly, his voice icy cold:

"How dare you ruin the affairs of my human race? Are you truly courting death?"

The sound faded.

Above the sky, the azure light suddenly intensified.

Like the sky collapsing, like the earth sinking, like the stars shattering.

Guang Chengzi's face turned deathly pale, and Yu Ding Zhenren trembled all over.

The two stood in the void, their balance almost shattered by the oppressive power of the sage.

The Heaven-Turning Seal hung above his head, its golden light dimmed like a flickering candle in the wind.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword hung by his side, its light flickering like a lone lamp in a storm.

Peak Quasi-Saint.

Before a sage, they are still ants.

Guang Chengzi gritted his teeth and forced himself to speak:

"Sage Fuxi, I have come here on the orders of my master, and I have no ill intentions."

"They were merely preaching and expounding the Dharma, and did not harm Shao Hao in the slightest."

"If the sage wishes to kill me, I have nothing to say."

"But sage, do not forget that I am the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect."

"My master is the Primordial Heavenly Venerable."

"If a sage kills me, he is making an enemy of my Chan Sect."

"That would mean becoming an enemy of the Primordial Celestial Venerable."

"The sage should think this through carefully."

After the sound faded, the tribe fell into a deathly silence.

All the clansmen looked up at the blue figure.

In those eyes, there was worry, expectation, and an undisguised tension.

Elucidating the teachings.

Yuanshi Tianzun.

The Heavenly Saint is in the Seventh Heaven.

If Fuxi kills Guangchengzi, it will mean a complete break with the Chan Sect.

That is, to fight to the death with the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

This would prematurely detonate the already brewing calamity of the Investiture of the Gods.

Is it worth it?

Is it worth it for Shao Hao?

Is it worth going to war with the Chan Sect for the sake of a human supreme ruler?

Fuxi looked at Guangchengzi, at that face that was trying to remain calm but could not hide his fear.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

That smile was cold, like ancient ice.

"Are you threatening me?"

The three words fell like a decree from heaven and earth.

Guang Chengzi trembled and dared not speak.

Master Yuding lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Fuxi stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his blue robe fluttering in the wind.

The phantom image of the Eight Trigrams hangs behind him, the eight trigrams rotating endlessly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the two ants.

"Do you really think that just because you're direct disciples of the Primordial Beginning, I wouldn't dare kill you?"

The sound faded.

He raised his hand.

A cyan light quietly condensed in his palm.

The light was initially very faint, but in just a moment it became as intense as the blazing sun.

Amidst the light, the phantom image of the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Era slowly materialized.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui.

The eight trigrams rotate endlessly.

Each hexagram contains boundless human virtues and merits.

Each line embodies the hard work and dedication of the billion-dollar association.

Guang Chengzi's pupils suddenly contracted!

He sensed it.

That radiance contained a terrifying power capable of completely annihilating him.

That was a saint's all-out attack.

That is the supreme power of the origin of humanity.

That was a catastrophe that Guang Chengzi could not resist, could not avoid, and could not bear.

"The Sage Fuxi!"

Guang Chengzi spoke in a hoarse voice:

"You can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, my master will not let this go!"

"The Chan Sect will not let this go!"

"The Dao Ancestor will not let this go easily!"

Fuxi looked at him, his gaze calm.

Beneath that calm surface lurked a despairing indifference.

"The Dao Ancestor?"

"The Investiture of the Gods has been signed, and the Six Sages are all on the list."

"The great calamity has begun; each must rely on their own abilities."

"Even if the Dao Ancestor himself came, he would have nothing to say."

"Because it was you who ruined the merits of my human race first."

"Because it was you who first destroyed the foundation of my human race."

"Because it was you who provoked my human race's saint first."

"It's only right that I kill you."

"Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not find fault with it."

The sound faded.

He raised his hand.

The azure light, like a sword of divine punishment, fell straight towards Guang Chengzi!

Guang Chengzi's face turned deathly pale, and he closed his eyes, awaiting his death.

Jade Cauldron Immortal trembled all over, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword fell into the void.

Just now.

"Buzz".

The void rippled silently.

A golden radiance burst forth from the void!

The golden light was as vast as the sea and as deep as an abyss.

It collided violently with Fuxi's azure radiance!

"boom!"

The two beams of light collided, shattering the void!

The vast sky was annihilated inch by inch!

Fuxi's expression changed slightly, and he took half a step back.

The golden light also swirled back, revealing a figure.

His Taoist robe was golden, and his face was dignified.

His body was enveloped in a surge of pure immortal light, and the oppressive power of the Seventh Heaven enveloped the world as if it were a tangible force.

Yuanshi Tianzun.

He stood in the void, looking down at Fuxi.

In those eyes, the pure and ethereal light was as cold as frost.

"Fuxi".

He spoke, his voice as cold as ancient ice:

"You want to kill my disciple?"

Fuxi looked at him, his gaze calm.

"Your disciple came to ruin the merits of my human race, shouldn't he be killed?"

Yuanshi sneered:

"To ruin your human race's merits?"

"Guang Chengzi was merely preaching and expounding the Dharma; how could he have damaged the merits of your human race?"

"Preaching and expounding the Dharma is the freedom of a monk."

"Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun has no right to interfere."

"You, Fuxi, by what right do you have to stop me?"

Fuxi looked at him, the coldness at the corner of his mouth deepening.

"Preaching and expounding the Dharma?"

"Preaching and preaching on my turf?"

"Under my very nose, you dare to tarnish the merits of my human race's Holy Emperor?"

"Is this what you call preaching and teaching?"

"Yuanshi, do you take me for a three-year-old?"

As the words fell, Yuanshi's expression darkened slightly.