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

Click to begin your wondrous journey in "The Hundred-Year Guardian of the Gods: I Driven the Heavenly Sage Mad".

A shower of colorful light, like a dazzling but fleeting meteor shower, fell across the sky above Jiepai Pass.

Those were the saintly laws that were smashed to pieces with a single punch.

A deathly silence fell over the world.

There was no sound of wind, no sound of breathing, and even the dust falling from the city wall seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

Thirty miles away, the Xiqi camp.

Jiang Ziya, who was beaming with excitement just a moment ago, now looked like an old duck whose neck had been suddenly and tightly gripped.

His mouth was wide open, and he made meaningless "clucking" sounds in his throat. The cheer was stuck in his throat, and his face turned an eerie purplish-red.

Guang Chengzi, Randeng, and the others standing beside him were frozen in place like clay sculptures.

What did they see?

Xiao Wuji actually smashed Bodhi Patriarch's indestructible Seven Treasures Divine Light into powder with just a fist made of flesh!

"When did he become so strong?" Guang Chengzi murmured softly, his face full of disbelief.

He remembered clearly that when they first met, Xiao Wuji was only a Taiyi Golden Immortal. How long had it been? He had actually fought against a Saint incarnation.

Above the clouds.

A sudden, intense ripple finally appeared on the usually calm and slender face of the Bodhi Patriarch.

As the embodiment of a saint, he was all too aware of the power of that single sweep.

If an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal dared to take the blow head-on with their physical body, they would instantly turn to ashes. Even you, a Quasi-Saint, would bleed and pay a terrible price.

But the young man in front of me not only caught it, but didn't even leave a white mark on his fist.

"You actually specialize in cultivating the physical body?" Bodhi Patriarch narrowed his eyes, a chilling glint flashing in them.

Beside him, the incarnation of Laozi, riding on the back of the green ox, slowly opened his eyes.

The old man's gaze seemed to pierce through Xiao Wuji's plain linen clothes, revealing the surging blood and qi within his body, like a raging sea, and the twenty-four inner worlds that were rumbling and circulating.

"It contains the universe within, and the physical body becomes a realm."

Laozi, in his incarnation, frowned slightly and spoke in a very low voice.

"This kind of brute force with such physical prowess is comparable to that of the ancient ancestral witches... no, even more pure than that of ordinary ancestral witches."

Upon hearing this, Bodhi Patriarch felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Ancient ancestral witches! They were a group of madmen whose physical bodies could withstand innate spiritual treasures. This child clearly has human origins, so how could he have cultivated such an incredible demonic body?

Could it be that the remnants of the witch clan in the underworld have secretly intervened in this great calamity?

The two sage incarnations exchanged glances, both seeing the apprehension in each other's eyes. If that were truly the case, the variables would be far too great.

"No matter what kind of cultivation method you practice, you cannot be allowed to live at this border pass today!"

Bodhi Patriarch said no more words. Now that he had tested the other party's strength, he made his move without holding back.

"town!"

Bodhi Patriarch formed a mudra with one hand and pressed down.

In an instant, millions of golden lotuses bloomed in the void, transforming into a vast golden Buddhist kingdom phantom, carrying a heavy pressure that could save all things, and descended directly towards Xiao Wuji's head.

"Well done!"

Xiao Wuji let out a long roar and advanced instead of retreating.

His twenty-four minor worlds roared in unison. He slammed his right leg into the ground, his body rising up to meet the golden Buddha kingdom with a crisp and clean punch.

boom!

The violent physical power directly tore apart the Buddhist kingdom's barrier, and millions of golden lotuses shattered inch by inch under the force of the fist.

However, just as Xiao Wuji shattered the Buddhist kingdom with a single punch, his old power dissipated and new power was yet to emerge.

The silent Laozi transformed into something.

The old man didn't even lift a finger, he just gave a soft hum: "Freeze."

In an instant, the once peaceful white jade bridge beneath Xiao Wuji's feet suddenly underwent a strange change.

The solid bridge surface instantly transformed into a viscous, yin-yang swamp.

The black and white energies clung to Xiao Wuji's legs like a malignant tumor, while a Tai Chi law representing the order of heaven and earth spread wildly upwards along his legs, attempting to forcibly lock up the circulation of qi and blood in his body.

"Um?"

Xiao Wuji's body suddenly sank, feeling as if his legs were filled with lead, and the surging power of the world within his body even showed a slight stagnation.

The coordination of a saintly incarnation is exquisite!

The old lord is trapped, the Bodhi lord is to be killed!

"Now!"

Bodhi Patriarch had been waiting for this flaw. He swiftly brought his hands together in front of his chest and directly extracted the most core Daoist essence contained within this incarnation.

Within his palm, the seven-colored light was compressed wildly.

He forcibly condensed a phantom image of a lush and verdant Seven Treasures Tree, which shimmered with colorful light.

Although this phantom was not the real body, it exuded an unparalleled sharpness capable of suppressing an entire realm. The surrounding void cracked and groaned under the weight of the swaying branches.

"You wretched creature, set off on your journey!"

Bodhi Patriarch swooped down, the Daoist Tree in his hand carrying the destructive power of the law of annihilation, and swept down towards Xiao Wuji, who was locked by the Taiji Bridge.

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to avoid.

Faced with this deadly attack, Xiao Wuji's deep eyes blazed with fierce fighting spirit.

At the same moment, the twenty-four minor worlds within his body erupted with an overloaded roar, and the violent boundary force forcefully pushed apart the Yin and Yang energies wrapped around his body.

Unable to completely break free from the constraints of the Tai Chi Bridge, he simply gave up on dodging.

Xiao Wuji's legs seemed rooted to the bridge surface. He pulled his right fist back, compressing the entire mass of the twenty-four worlds onto his fist with extreme brutality.

He unleashed a punch to meet the Daoist tree that swept down from above!

Pure quality, colliding with the highest law.

boom--! ! !

Two figures, one large and one small, collided violently above the white jade bridge.

The entire world outside Jiepai Pass shook violently, and a visible shockwave of destruction exploded outwards in a ring, shattering the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and even shaking out the Nine Cauldrons that suppressed the Nine Provinces.

Fortunately, the Nine Cauldrons suppressed it; otherwise, the mortals around would probably all have died.

On the other hand, at the center of the battlefield, a piercing cracking sound rang out.

"Click..."

The illusory image of the Seven Treasures Tree, formed from the Daoist essence of a sage, cracked open with a deep fissure the moment it came into contact with Xiao Wuji's fist, and the seven-colored light dissipated with a roar.

Xiao Wuji also groaned, as the force of the recoil traveled down his arm, forcing him to be pushed backward tens of thousands of feet.

Xiao Wuji steadied himself and shook his slightly numb right hand.

"Again!"

Xiao Wuji roared, his blood and qi soaring to the sky, and behind him, an immeasurable great world unfolded as he once again attacked Bodhi Daoist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull thuds echoed across Jiepai Pass, like ancient gods beating heavenly drums.

Above the fist imprint, the illusory images of twenty-four minor worlds come into being and disappear in rotation.

Wherever the fist's energy passed, earth, water, fire, and wind were reenacted, directly colliding fiercely with the towering golden body that was pressing down.