After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Chapter 218 A cornered beast fights on, Zhunti ignites the source of a sage.

Meanwhile, at the original site of Jiepai Pass, within the Hunyuan Pure Land.

The once majestic bronze city walls have long since vanished.

The vast expanse of space, which had been firmly inverted by the multicolored light curtain, had now been completely shattered into a chaotic and unyielding chaos.

Earth, water, fire, and wind raged wildly here, and the spatial barrier was like a shattered mirror, covered with crisscrossing, pitch-black cracks.

The world's membranes shattered, and all things returned to nothingness.

However, what is truly disheartening is...

No matter how turbulent the aftershocks of destruction raged within, the five-colored pure land light curtain that shrouded the edge of the world remained as steady as Mount Tai.

It was like an indestructible, chaotic rock, revealing not a trace of vitality or laws.

Within the light curtain, they became prisoners.

"Bang!"

A muffled, deafening roar tore through the chaos.

The golden lotus of merit, which was the seat of the Guide Daoist, emitted a mournful cry, and most of its originally overlapping golden petals were cut off.

He was breathing heavily, and his perpetually compassionate face was filled with an undeniable weariness and dejection.

Not far away, the situation of the Taoist Zhunti was even more miserable.

His hair was disheveled, and his monk's robe was tattered.

The once-proud sixteen-foot-tall golden body was now covered with spiderweb-like cracks, from which golden holy blood seeped continuously.

The Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, which could brush anything, had dimmed to the extreme, and could no longer produce even a trace of seven-colored divine light when he waved it.

The Primordial Pure Land completely severed the perception of the Heavenly Dao, and the two Western Saints received no blessing whatsoever within this absolute formation.

Faced with the relentless bombardment from four top-tier sub-saints, they were also struggling to hold on.

Of course, the most crucial point is that neither of them possessed any supreme treasures, while Xiao Wuji and the others all had supreme treasures with them, especially Xiao Wuji, whose Chaos Bell and Immortal Execution Sword were extraordinary, making them completely unable to resist.

"Two sages, you're already out of strength?"

At the eye of the storm, Xiao Wuji, dressed in plain clothes, held the Zhuxian Sword in his hand.

He walked on air, pressing forward step by step. His sword blade emitted a chilling gray sword aura that made people tremble. With each swing, the two Western Saints were forced to defend themselves in a sorry state.

"The so-called Heavenly Sage, it seems that the foundation of the Western religion is nothing more than this."

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Xiao Wuji remained calm, showing neither anger nor rage.

He spoke in the most casual tone, yet each word was a veiled insult.

"When you were challenging us just now, didn't you say you wanted to turn us to ashes? How come you're now running around like two stray dogs?"

"Xiao Wuji! Don't be so arrogant!"

Zhunti Daoist gritted his teeth and glared angrily.

He wanted to refute, to use the majesty of a saint to rebuke him. But the cracked golden body left him with no confidence to fight back.

In stark contrast to the desperate situation of the two Western Saints, the four powerful beings who were besieging them were the ones who were attacking them.

A golden cauldron of primordial chaos hangs above the clouds, and the judge's pen points directly at the space between the eyebrows of the guide.

The Styx Ancestor wielded both the Yuan Tu and Abi swords, and the Blood Fiend River stirred up a stench that gripped Zhunti like a malignant tumor clinging to his bones.

Zhen Yuanzi unleashed the Earth Book, and the heavy Earth Formation continuously squeezed the space for the two saints to maneuver.

The four became more and more excited and frenzied as they fought.

Since the beginning of time, the sages have always been high above, and have they ever compromised?

But now that Zhunti and Jieyin are besieged and have suffered heavy losses, how could they not be excited?

They could clearly sense that the resistance from Cundi and Jieyin was rapidly weakening. The protective Buddhist light was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

If they just add a little more fuel to the fire, they might be able to defy the gods and defeat the saints today!

"Zhunti, prepare to die!"

The Styx Ancestor grinned maliciously, his two swords clashing as he tore another deep, bone-revealing gash into Zhunti's arm.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Zhunti let out a muffled groan.

He staggered back, looking at the seemingly unbreakable multicolored light curtain around him, and then at his own pathetic state, completely at the mercy of others.

The indestructible saint's dough was completely trampled into the mud.

The extreme humiliation, anger, and despair instantly overwhelmed Zhunti Daoist's last shred of reason.

"You brat, you've gone too far!!"

A roar, like that of a wild beast at its last gasp, suddenly erupted from deep within Zhunti's throat.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his detached Daoist heart had completely collapsed.

He ignored the broken golden body and the depleted magical power. He abruptly threw away the Seven Treasures Tree in his hands and clasped his hands tightly together in front of his chest.

boom-!!!

In an instant, a terrifying aura that made the entire chaotic world tremble suddenly revived from Zhunti's body.

Blinding golden flames erupted from his seven orifices without warning!

The flame had no heat, yet it exuded a deathly will to burn away the Great Dao.

"Junior brother! No!"

Upon seeing this, the Guide, who was not far away, instantly contorted his face and let out a terrified cry.

But it was too late. In order to break this damned Primordial Pure Land, Daoist Zhunti went completely mad. He didn't hesitate to ignite his own saintly essence!

The origin of a sage lies in the foundation upon which one stands in accordance with the Way of Heaven.

Once ignited, at best one's cultivation level will plummet, at worst one's foundation will be completely destroyed, and millions of years of painstaking cultivation will be wasted.

As his origin burned, Zhunti's aura surged wildly at an incredible speed.

The originally depleted magical power, driven by the golden flames, transformed into a destructive force that surpassed the limits of the Heavenly Dao.

He appeared like a madman, his entire being transforming into a burning golden sun, staring intently at the multicolored light screen above, about to unleash the ultimate attack that would shatter his own path.

At that critical moment...

Buzz—

The entire vast chaos fell into a deathly silence without warning.

The churning gale stopped; the crimson sword energy unleashed by the Styx Ancestor froze in mid-air; the judge's pen falling from the sky stopped an inch in front of Jieyin's brow.

Even the blazing golden flames of saintly origin on Zhunti's body were forcibly frozen at this moment, unable to flicker even slightly.

Time, space, laws, birth and death.

Everything in the world was forcibly stripped of its power to function the moment this aura descended.

In the chaos above the ruins of Jiepai Pass, two figures silently emerged.

On the left stands a woman in simple white robes, possessing unparalleled elegance. She is none other than the Earthly Sovereign, Lady Pingxin, who has just displayed her divine power in the Netherworld.

On the right, a gaunt old man dressed in a gray Taoist robe stood silently in the void. The newcomer was none other than Hongjun.

The appearance of Hongjun instantly extinguished the deadly battle within the great formation.

An indescribable, overwhelming shock surged through everyone's hearts. Their pupils contracted sharply, and their hearts nearly stopped beating.

The Dao Ancestor himself has arrived?

After a brief moment of deathly silence, extreme awe overwhelmed all madness and murderous intent.

"Greetings, teacher!"

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

Zhunti, Jieyin, Yunxiao, Minghe, Zhenyuanzi.

The powerful figures within the formation all put away their magical treasures and bowed deeply to the gaunt old man in the void.

Xiao Wuji also sheathed the Zhuxian Sword and nodded slightly.

A glint of light flashed in his lowered eyes. With Hongjun's appearance, things were getting a little complicated.