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

Above Jiepai Pass, the battle situation instantly became absurd and tragic due to the extremely bizarre and painful attack on his fellow disciples by the Antarctic Immortal.

High in the heavens, the incarnation of Laozi, who was in charge of bringing up the rear, finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Seeing that Bodhi Patriarch was unable to break through after a long attack, and that the Antarctic Immortal had inexplicably fallen seriously injured, if he did not take action soon, the hard-won siege would completely collapse.

"You wicked creature, cease your arrogance!" Laozi, in his transformed form, coldly shouted.

He did not retrieve the Taiji Diagram that was suppressing the great formation below. Instead, he stepped out from the white jade bridge, his body surging with vast Taiqing Immortal Light, and reluctantly joined the close-quarters combat.

For a moment, Xiao Wuji was fighting three against one!

He had the Chaos Bell hanging above his head and held the Immortal Execution Sword in his hand. The power of the twenty-four minor worlds within his body surged like a tsunami.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression of two saintly incarnations and a veteran quasi-saint, he not only did not back down in the slightest, but became more and more courageous in battle, and each strike caused large areas of the void to collapse.

The most eye-catching figure in the battle was the Antarctic Immortal, who had just been forcibly transferred the backlash.

The karmic backlash from the Fallen Treasure Coin is a terrifying price that would drain even an ancient demon master of half their life.

This bad luck is now tightly binding the soul of the Antarctic Immortal. Its most direct consequence is that this senior disciple of the Chan Sect is having a terrible day.

"Xiao Wuji! Give me back my Ruyi!"

Despite the deep, bone-revealing wound on his back, the Antarctic Immortal, with red eyes, frantically formed hand seals and unleashed a Jade Purity Divine Thunder, which struck Xiao Wuji directly in the back.

However, just as Thunder released his grip...

Without warning, the magic power within his body shifted, and his wrist strangely deviated by an inch.

This crucial inch!

The thick Jade Purity Divine Lightning grazed past Xiao Wuji and struck the Bodhi Patriarch's Dharma Image, which was preparing to launch a sneak attack from the flank!

"boom!"

The Bodhi Patriarch was struck so hard that he staggered, and a large area of ​​his image was instantly charred black.

"Antarctica, what are you doing?" Bodhi Patriarch was furious and shouted angrily.

The Antarctic Immortal spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, feeling extremely aggrieved. He hurriedly adjusted his posture, wanting to circle around to the front of Xiao Wuji to restrain him.

At this moment, Laozi, in his incarnation, seized the opportunity, gathering Yin and Yang energies in his hands, transforming them into two heavenly blades, and slashed fiercely at Xiao Wuji's face.

At the same time, Bodhi Patriarch also waved the Seven Treasures Tree, blocking Xiao Wuji's retreat.

Ultimate combo attack!

But at this critical moment...

The void beneath the feet of the Antarctic Immortal suddenly distorted, a spatial turbulence caused by extreme bad luck!

He completely lost control of his body, his foot slipped, and he fell straight down in front of Xiao Wuji like a human shield!

It landed precisely on the path that Laozi's Heavenly Blade and Bodhi Divine Light must take!

"Pfft!"

"Bang!"

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Blade slashed fiercely at the Antarctic Immortal's chest, while the Seven-Colored Divine Light slapped solidly onto his thigh.

"ah--!"

The Antarctic Immortal let out a piercing scream, his already severely injured body suffering further damage, and blood splattered across the sky.

"Antarctica, which side are you on?"

Laozi's incarnation and Bodhi Patriarch were so angry that they trembled and their voices cracked.

These aren't here to help; they're clearly bodyguards hired by Xiao Wuji!

"I... Pfft!" The Antarctic Immortal coughed up blood and tried to explain, but his vision went black and he only made things worse.

"Thank you for the cover, fellow Antarctic traveler!"

A mocking laugh rang out behind the Antarctic Immortal.

How could Xiao Wuji let such a golden opportunity slip by!

He grabbed the old man of the South Pole by the collar and flung him aside, using this "unlucky traitor" as a projectile to throw at the Bodhi Patriarch, blocking his view and preventing him from coming to his aid.

At the same time, Xiao Wuji stomped his foot hard.

Shrinking the earth to an inch!

His figure instantly covered a distance of a hundred feet, appearing before Laozi's incarnation like a ghost.

Laozi's incarnation was currently in shock due to accidentally injuring the Antarctic Immortal. Even more fatally, his strongest defensive treasure, the Taiji Diagram, was still suppressing the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation below and was not on his person at all!

"Old man, it's your turn!"

Xiao Wuji's eyes revealed a murderous intent. The blood and qi of the seventh stage of minor completion in his body, mixed with the power of the twenty-four heavens, were compressed into his right fist.

The void was crushed into a black hole by this punch.

"You dare!"

Laozi, in his incarnation, looked horrified and hurriedly raised his arm, forcefully gathering the Taiqing Immortal Light in an attempt to block.

boom--!

A single punch was thrown, as if Mount Buzhou had collapsed!

This pure physical destructive force shattered the hastily erected Taiqing Immortal Light with overwhelming force, and imprinted itself heavily on the left half of Laozi's incarnation!

It was accompanied by a deafening roar.

Lao Jun's incarnation let out a muffled groan, and the left half of his body, which was formed from Daoist energy, exploded on the spot!

As the pure energy dissipated, Laozi's incarnation was reduced to only the right half of his body. He retreated ten thousand feet like a kite with a broken string, his aura extremely weak.

……

Meanwhile, in the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

In the misty hall, four celestial saints, exuding supreme aura, sat around the chessboard.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat in the main seat, with Taiqing Laozi, Xifang Jieyin, and Zhunti Daoren on his left and right respectively.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat in the main seat, with Taiqing Laozi, Xifang Jieyin, and Zhunti Daoren on his left and right respectively.

Right in the center of them, a huge water mirror formed by the magic of circular light was playing a video of the brutal and absurd battle over Jiepai Pass.

The entire Jade Void Palace fell into a deathly silence.

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In the short span of half an incense stick's time just now, they witnessed firsthand how the Antarctic Immortal acted as a dutiful meat shield, frantically dodging and weaving in front of Xiao Wuji.

I watched as he struck Bodhi's Dharma form with lightning, and then watched as he slipped and blocked Laozi and Bodhi's deadly attack. In the end, he even became a stepping stone to use their strength against them, which directly led to the Taiqing Laozi's incarnation having half of its body blown apart by a single punch.

In the water mirror, Laozi transformed into a burst of pure energy that filled the sky, appearing particularly dazzling in the Jade Void Palace.

The air seemed to freeze.

Taiqing Laozi shifted his calm, still eyes from the water mirror, silently turning his head to look at Yuanshi Tianzun, who sat in the main seat.

On the other side, the Western Daoist Zhunti also stopped moving his prayer beads, turned his head expressionlessly, and gazed at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable with a deep look.

The guide lowered his eyes and uttered a bitter Buddhist chant.

No one spoke.

But at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

The meaning in their eyes was crystal clear.

As the Primordial Celestial Venerable sat atop the Nine-Dragon Incense Chariot, facing the death stares of his two fellow disciples and allies, his majestic face visibly shifted from ashen to purplish-black.

Shame!

What a shame!

He couldn't understand why the usually composed Antarctic Immortal had become like this today.

Actually, it's only because they are too far apart that he would have had this thought.

If he were to descend in his true form at this moment, he would surely find that the once magnificent golden cloud of fortune above the Antarctic Immortal's head was on the verge of dissipating.