Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 97 Li Yunjing kills several Quasi-Saints, Zhunti is enraged and takes action.

The only "Purple Lightning Hammer" rose and fell among the three flowers, and with a "boom," a "Purple Heaven Divine Thunder" blasted the wooden hammer away.

Li Yunjing flicked his wrist, and the "Nine Heavens Divine Sword" appeared in his hand. With a thrust of the sword, a thundercloud appeared with a "boom," and hundreds of bolts of lightning of various kinds fell down, smashing towards Ju Nahan and Shi Qi.

The two Quasi-Saints, Junahan and Shiqi, frantically shattered the various bolts of lightning in the sky. They both thought in unison, "Our Western Sect doesn't even possess many innate spiritual treasures. When we come out to do business, we still have to ask our master to bestow his magic weapons upon us. Yet this Chaos Dao Lord has two innate spiritual treasures, and that insignificant Zhao Gongming has a complete set of them. The wealth of the East is indeed beyond what our West can compare to."

"You need not help. Today, I will fight two quasi-saints of the Western Sect alone, and let the entire Western Sect witness the great magic of my Jie Sect."

Seeing that Daoist Duobao, Holy Mother Jinling and others were about to lead their men to attack, Li Yunjing stopped them, saying that it wouldn't be too late to have a battle after he defeated Junahan and Shiqi and convinced the Western Sect.

Even with the combined efforts of the two Quasi-Saints, Junahan and Shiqi, they were still forced to retreat repeatedly by the Chaos Dao Lord wielding an innate spiritual treasure. In the void, the battlefield between the two sides had already shifted.

Both sides' experts showed expressions of horror, and gave way to a distance of a thousand miles, allowing the three quasi-saint experts to fight.

"Fellow Daoist, please help me quickly!"

Seeing that even the two of them together were no match for him, Junahan remembered that the benevolent corpse of Chaos Daojun was guarding the Heavenly Court and had not yet arrived. So he released his own golden benevolent corpse and joined the siege.

"Tricks and shortcuts are nothing to fear!"

Having figured out that the Western Sect uses the Golden Body to sever the corpse, Chaos Dao Lord no longer regards such benevolent corpses, because without an innate spiritual treasure as the foundation for severing the corpse, such a Golden Body is no match for an opponent of the same level.

Unlike Li Yunjing's Benevolent Corpse, the Great Emperor of the Purple Star North Pole, who was a true Quasi-Saint, he could draw upon the power of the stars in the heavens and even unleash the power of a late-stage Quasi-Saint, sweeping away many great supernatural beings in the world.

The Western religious imposters, having suffered several heavy blows, are now retreating into their own bodies to recuperate, unable to fight a tough battle.

The Chaos Dao Lord had a "Purple Lightning Hammer" above his head, with endless purple lightning swirling around him. He was in the center of the sea of ​​lightning, like a thunder god who controlled all the heavenly thunder in the world, the ancestor of all thunder.

His divine body was in the eternal hundred-mile sea of ​​thunder, ignoring the attacks of the two quasi-saints, Junahan and Shiqi. He only carefully dealt with the sweeping and slashing of the "Seven Treasures Tree", while the "Nine Heavens Divine Sword" was faster and faster, constantly slashing and stabbing, and occasionally unleashing streaks of "Shangqing Divine Thunder" towards Junahan's Bodhi golden body.

Before long, the Bodhi golden body could not withstand the attack of a quasi-saint, and half of its body was split in two.

When Kuja saw that the golden body had been damaged, his heart bled. The loss was too great, and it would probably take tens of thousands of years to repair it.

"Chaos Dao Lord! This humble monk is your sworn enemy!"

An unnamed rage rose in Junahan's heart. He slapped his forehead and released the relic he had painstakingly cultivated, which he then threw at Chaos Daojun. The relic embodied the lifelong hard work of the cultivators under the Western Sect.

If the relics are damaged, it will harm the very foundation. At this moment, Kanakamuni released the relics, which shows that he was really desperate.

"You're courting death! I'm giving face to the two saints of the Western Sect, so you'll leave now and I'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, you'll inevitably have to go through the cycle of reincarnation."

Chaos Dao Lord's figure swayed, and his body shone brightly with red light. From the superior innate spiritual treasure "Red Lotus Immortal Robe", one after another "Red Lotus Karmic Fire" flew out. The relic was burned as soon as it came into contact with the "Red Lotus Karmic Fire".

"Ah! This humble monk will fight you to the death!"

At this moment, Kumarajiva was extremely angry. His golden body was destroyed, and his relics were half destroyed. He had lost most of his spiritual cultivation. The loss was incalculable. Even though he had attained the Buddhahood, he still felt that his future was bleak and did not know when he would be able to cultivate back to his peak.

"Khunaham, Heaven cherishes life. I, following the will of Heaven, originally intended to spare your life, but you do not cherish it. So don't blame me for being ruthless."

Li Yunjing was secretly pleased. He was really afraid that this person would back down, which would make it difficult to kill him. Now that you have missed the last chance in your life, you can't blame anyone else.

"Destruction God's Thunder!"

Junahan was half-crippled and could not withstand the lightning strike at all. With a "crack", Junahan's divine body was smashed into pieces, and golden blood mist splattered everywhere.

"Junahan! Chaos Dao Lord, you wicked villain, our Western Sect will never let you go!"

Shi Qi was already seriously injured. Now, seeing Ju Na Han die, becoming the first quasi-saint to fall in the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and even failing to make it onto the Investiture of the Gods list.

If one's merits are insufficient, there is even a risk of complete annihilation, with no chance of reincarnation.

"Sigh! You bald guy, you really appreciate the opportunity I gave you."

Once the thought of killing crossed Li Yunjing's mind, he naturally had no intention of stopping. Zhunti was determined to suppress him, so he might as well make some interest.

The "Nine Heavens Divine Sword" unleashed a flurry of attacks, instantly shredding the corpse's divine body into a mangled mess, leaving it covered in golden blood and turning it into a blood-soaked figure.

On the Western Sect's side, seeing that one Buddha was dead and the other wounded, all the cultivators rushed out, shouting, "Stop harming others!"

"Trying to win by sheer numbers? That's laughable!"

When Duobao Daoist saw that the Western Sect was disregarding the rules and wanted to gang up on them, he flew out first and casually threw out the "Duobao Pagoda", which directly killed several Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Western Sect.

Not to be outdone, the Golden Spirit Mother and others charged forward. These disciples of the Intercepting Sect were most skilled in combat, and as soon as the two sides clashed, the Western Sect collapsed.

This battle was so fierce that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.

The disciples of the Jie Sect unleashed bolts of "Shangqing Divine Thunder" like thunderbolts, striking down from time to time. The Shangqing Immortal Light enveloped the sky, causing the Nirvana Buddha Light to scatter in all directions, unable to withstand it.

In just a short time, the Western Church suffered heavy losses, with many dead or wounded!

Meanwhile, in the Western Paradise, the two leaders of the Western Sect were watching the war in the North Sea. Originally, the two saints did not intend to take action, but the fact that many elites of the Western Sect were about to be wiped out caused Zhunti great heartache. He knew how much he had sacrificed to cultivate his disciples!

Are quasi-saint level experts easy to cultivate?

It should be noted that apart from the two Quasi-Saint experts of the Western Sect, even the three sects of Xuanmen have only cultivated one Chaos Dao Lord, which shows how difficult it is to become a Quasi-Saint.

Looking at the tragedy in Beihai, Jieyin sighed and said, "Junior brother, you really miscalculated in this matter."

"Alas, I never expected that with this great calamity already upon us, the Jie Sect wouldn't be focusing on dealing with the Chan Sect, but instead would be targeting our disciples!" Zhunti gave a bitter smile and added, "This time, we have no choice but to take action, otherwise the essence of our Western Sect will be lost here."

The reply was: "This battle not only failed to achieve its objective, but also reduced the strength of our Western Sect by nearly half. Alas." He then let out another soft sigh.

While the two sages of the Western Sect were speaking, the golden light on the "Seven Treasures Tree" suddenly intensified, and it single-handedly repelled all the members of the Jie Sect.

That wasn't all; the "Seven Treasures Tree" actually flew up and crashed down towards Chaos Dao Lord, fully demonstrating the power of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Perfect! I'll use a ruse to suffer a blow from you, Zhunti!"

Originally, Chaos Dao Lord was preparing to launch a full-scale counterattack, but suddenly changed his mind. He used "Shangqing Immortal Light" and "Red Lotus Karmic Fire" to protect himself, and took the "Purple Lightning Hammer" in his hand. He activated his magic power and with a "crack", he delivered another fierce blow. Right under the nose of Sage Zhunti, he sent Shi Qi to reincarnation.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the "Seven Treasures Tree" lashed out fiercely at Chaos Dao Lord, shattering the auspicious clouds and sweeping away the protective "Shangqing Immortal Light." With a series of crackling sounds, even the "Red Lotus Karmic Fire" and "Purple Heaven Divine Thunder" could not stop the saint's attack from afar.

The "Seven Treasures Tree" crashed heavily onto the Chaos Dao Lord's divine body. He couldn't even stand up, and couldn't muster any magic power. He fell heavily to the ground with a "boom," causing the earth to shake violently. If it weren't for his quasi-saint body, even an ordinary immortal or god would have been killed by the fall.

Amidst the billowing dust, with a "poof," Chaos Dao Lord's face turned deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. A Saint's attack from afar was something that a mid-stage Quasi-Saint with great supernatural powers could not withstand.

"Sigh! What a stingy saint he is."

With just one strike, all the bones in his body were broken. Barely managing to gather a breath of immortal energy, Chaos Dao Lord stood up unsteadily, shaking his head and smiling bitterly. It was nothing more than that. At least he could avoid a period of leisure. He would be injured and in seclusion, and his fellow disciples would not ask him to come out of the mountain.

After all, the disciples of the Jie Sect had seen the world and knew the power of the sages. The fact that Chaos Dao Lord survived a blow was already a stroke of luck. When the Investiture of the Gods took place, everyone would naturally know that this fifth senior brother was not capable of participating.

"Senior brother! How are you?"

"Junior Brother Chaos, how are you?"

When the others from the Jie Sect saw that Chaos Daojun was injured, they disregarded the retreat of the others from the Western Sect and descended from the clouds to Li Yunjing's side to offer their concern and care.

"Senior Brother Chaos! That Zhunti is shameless! He actually used his status as a sage to bully the weak and seriously injure you! I'm going back to Jin'ao Island to report to our teacher right now!"

Chaos Dao Lord was so badly injured that all the bones in his body were broken. If it weren't for the fact that he was a quasi-saint level expert, holding on with a breath of immortal energy, he wouldn't even be able to stand up.

When Qiongxiao saw this, her eyes reddened and she almost shed tears. At that moment, she wanted to go back and ask her teacher for help.

"Hehe! Forget it! The great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is coming, it's better to avoid trouble. Besides, although my injuries are severe, they haven't damaged my foundation or affected my path of cultivation. This can be considered as the sage showing mercy." Looking at Qiongxiao's innocent and carefree appearance, Li Yunjing smiled slightly, but he was determined to at least protect the people around him and prevent them from being listed on the Investiture of the Gods.

"Junior Brother Chaos, what should we do now?" Daoist Duobao asked anxiously.

"Zhunti's attack was quite powerful; all my magical power has dissipated. I estimate I won't be able to participate in this Investiture of the Gods calamity. Everyone, be careful." Looking at everyone, Li Yunjing added, "I do need to return to Wuyi Mountain to recuperate. After Wen Zhong has quelled Yuan Futong's rebellion, you should all return to your mountains to cultivate in seclusion!"

"Yes! We understand!"

Zhao Gongming and the others nodded in agreement.

"Senior brother, I'll carry you back up the mountain; I'm fast!"

Yu Yixian said, his eyes full of anxiety. Before he joined the Jie Sect, he was friends with Li Yunjing, so he was naturally worried about him going back alone. What if they were ambushed on the way?

"Yes! We should still be careful!"

These people were also somewhat frightened. They hadn't expected that the saint of the Western religion would be so shameless, actually taking action against them, his disciples, despite his saintly status.

"Don't worry! Although I am seriously injured, ordinary scoundrels are no match for me! Unless that sage is shameless enough to attack again! However, as the teacher of three emperors and the teacher of the human race, I have immeasurable merits, so I doubt that Zhunti would dare to kill me!"

Seeing the concern of his fellow disciples, Li Yunjing felt a warmth in his heart, nodded, and finally made a bold statement to reassure them.

This wasn't Li Yunjing putting on a brave face; he had the "Grinding World Plate" protecting him. If he really used this treasure, how could Zhunti possibly hurt him?

If Donghuang Taiyi could withstand several blows from the "Chaos Bell" and Pangu's true form, then Chaos Daojun could also withstand several blows from Zhunti with the "World-Grinding Disc"!

There's no need to confront Zhunti head-on, because he's no match for a sage. Besides revealing his hand, it won't do him any good.

This time, he displayed numerous thunder techniques, demonstrating the power of the Jie Sect and destroying the Western Sect. He had achieved his goal.

"Fifth Senior Brother (Junior Brother), you must be careful on your way back!"

"Rest assured, everyone! My benevolent corpse has sensed everything. The power of all the stars has gathered, held back but not unleashed. Even a peak Quasi-Saint expert would find it difficult to harm me!"

After giving a few instructions, Li Yunjing transformed his "Purple Lightning Hammer" into a streak of purple light and flew south.

Seeing Chaos Daoist fly away, the many immortals of the Jie Sect quickly suppressed their fear and urged Wen Zhong to advance rapidly. Daoist Duobao and the others also did not want to stay here any longer.

There was no problem dealing with the Western Religion this time, except that Zhunti's sudden action startled them.

"Alas! I have escaped this calamity for the time being, but the karma with Zhunti is not yet settled. As long as I am still involved in the Investiture of the Gods, I will inevitably be suppressed by Zhunti. But at this point, I can't care about that anymore."

With a "whoosh," endless starlight descended from the void, landing on Chaos Dao Lord and slowly healing his injuries. Li Yunjing glanced back at the North Sea and then quickly flew towards Wuyi Mountain.

His injuries were real; however, he still had several "Nine-Turn Golden Pills" in his possession. These elixirs, refined by sages, were not of much help to his quasi-sage cultivation, but they were perfect for healing his injuries.

Zhunti thought that he had been crippled in one move, thus losing his ability to influence the Investiture of the Gods. However, he underestimated Li Yunjing's strength. Although the saint's blow was heavy, it could not stop him from continuing to make underhanded moves.

(End of this chapter)