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

Beyond the thirty-three heavens lies the chaotic void.

A fierce wind raged, and earth, water, fire, and wind constantly rose and fell. Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Zhunti, and Jieyin stood here.

The Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning had a grim expression. He turned his head and stared intently at the Daoist Zhunti beside him, the anger in his eyes almost bursting forth in a tangible form.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was icy cold: "Just now, above the boundary gate, your fatal blow not only didn't stop, but instead accelerated its descent."

"Do you intend to slay the demon, or do you intend to eliminate my two disciples as well?"

Faced with this stern questioning, Daoist Zhunti remained calm and prepared.

He clasped his hands together, and his thin face was instantly filled with compassion and innocence.

"Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood."

Zhunti sighed, his tone sincere: "This humble Taoist sees the life of a disciple of the Chan Sect hanging by a thread, and is eager to save him."

"That Xiao Wuji is cunning and treacherous, using hostages as a shield. My palm strike was already too powerful, and I simply couldn't stop in time."

"Fortunately, fellow Daoist intervened in time, otherwise my good intentions might have led to a great mistake."

These words were perfectly worded, and he even rejoiced that the Primordial Celestial Venerable had acted quickly.

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered.

He naturally knew what Zhunti was planning. The Xuanmen looked down on the West, and the Western Sect naturally wished for the Xuanmen in the East to be wiped out. That attack just now was clearly an attempt to use someone else to kill and weaken the foundation of the Chan Sect.

But now, dealing with Tongtian still requires these two. Yuanshi Tianzun had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"Let's not talk about this again."

With a wave of his sleeve, Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze pierced through the chaos, coldly looking towards the direction of the primordial land.

"In three days, I will retrieve Antarctica and Samantabhadra from that wretched creature. I will personally crush that boundary gate, utterly annihilating his soul and spirit!"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of regret flashed in the eyes of Daoist Zhunti.

It's a pity we didn't manage to kill the Antarctic Immortal and Samantabhadra earlier, so we probably won't have a chance to weaken the Chan Sect now.

But faced with the decision of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, he still smiled and readily agreed: "That is the way it should be. Such demonic obstacles must not be allowed to remain."

……

Kunlun Mountain, the forbidden area in the back mountain.

At the bottom of Qilin Cliff, the sun never shines, and the cold, oppressive atmosphere is enough to freeze the Dao heart of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Since the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was broken, Fairy Yunxiao has been suppressed here by the Primordial Heavenly Lord with the power of a saint, enduring the torment of the biting wind day and night.

"Buzz—"

Suddenly, the Jade Purity Talisman that had been pressing down on the bottom of the cliff vanished with a bang.

The oppressive atmosphere that had been building up for months vanished instantly.

Deep at the bottom of the cliff, the fairy maiden Yunxiao, dressed in white, slowly opened her eyes. Her face was pale and her breath was somewhat weak, but her aloof and proud demeanor remained undiminished.

She looked up and saw a figure bathed in celestial light, looking down at her from a high vantage point.

It was none other than the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

Yunxiao was taken aback. She had thought she would be suppressed here until the end of the Great Tribulation, or even die and disappear.

Unexpectedly, the Primordial Celestial Venerable appeared here today and even took the initiative to break her seal.

However, when she saw the face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable as black as the bottom of a pot, a look of understanding flashed in Yunxiao's intelligent eyes.

Even though the sage himself released the people, his expression was still so unpleasant.

There is only one answer.

"It is too much of a burden for your senior master to personally descend the cliff to lift the seal. This disciple is truly overwhelmed."

Yunxiao stood up, dusted off his white clothes, and curled his lips into an undisguised mockery.

"Judging from your expression, Master Uncle, it must be that one of your beloved disciples has been captured by our Jie Sect members outside?"

"Otherwise, given my senior master's arrogant and superior attitude, why would he bow down and compromise to a junior like me?"

When his sore spot was exposed, the muscles at the corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's eye twitched violently.

Looking at the sharp-tongued female immortal from the Jie Sect before him, he recalled the even more arrogant Xiao Wuji atop the Jiepai Pass.

These disciples of the Jie Sect all exuded an arrogance that he loathed!

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted."

Yuanshi Tianzun barely suppressed the urge to slap her to death.

The lives of the Antarctic Immortal and Samantabhadra are still in someone else's hands. He not only cannot kill Yunxiao, but he also has to ensure that she returns to Jiepai Pass alive.

"Walk!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable, too lazy to waste words, simply waved his sleeve.

A beam of divine light instantly transformed into shackles, resealing the trace of magical power that Yunxiao had just recovered. Then, the divine light swept across, carrying Yunxiao straight to the heavens, rushing towards the direction of Jiepai Pass.

……

at the same time.

Jiepai Pass, atop the city wall.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing the battle flags to flutter loudly.

The Tongtian Sect Master stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the humble yet confident Xiao Wuji beside him, his eyes almost overflowing with admiration.

A third-generation disciple single-handedly withstood the combined might of the Chan Sect immortals, even forcing the Primordial Heavenly Lord to yield and replace him. Such a feat is unparalleled in the entire prehistoric world.

"Wuji" (无极).

The Master of Heaven turned around and looked at him earnestly.

"You did a great job this time, displaying the divine power of our Jie Sect and rescuing your master. But today you have also witnessed the great power of a sage."

"No matter how strong the formation or how many magical treasures one possesses, they are ultimately inferior to a sage."

The Master of the Heavens reached out and patted Xiao Wuji on the shoulder, his tone revealing undeniable concern:

"When Yunxiao returns in three days, you will come back to Jin'ao Island with me."

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation has reached its final stage. With you here, we will surely ensure that the Chan Sect never returns. Let's abandon this Jiepai Pass."

In Tongtian's view, once Yuanshi Tianzun had exchanged the hostages, he would never let the matter rest. Staying at Jiepai Pass and facing the sage's revenge would surely mean certain death.

However, faced with the personal protection and invitation of the sage patriarch, Xiao Wuji slowly took a half step back.

He straightened his clothes and bowed deeply to the Tongtian Sect Leader with utmost respect.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I will always remember your kindness."

Xiao Wuji straightened up, looked directly into the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Leader, and spoke resolutely, leaving no room for negotiation:

"But this disciple will not retreat from this pass."

The Tongtian Sect Leader was stunned, his brows furrowing slightly: "Do you know the methods of that scoundrel Yuanshi? If he personally takes action, what will you use to stop him?"

"This disciple understands."

Meeting the sage's questioning gaze, Xiao Wuji remained calm and spoke in a clear voice:

"I have my own way to stop them. The Chan Sect cannot cross this Jiepai Pass."

The Master of Heaven stared at him intently.

Those eyes, capable of piercing through all things in the three realms, swept over Xiao Wuji.

He did not sense any magical treasures on Xiao Wuji that were powerful enough to rival a saint, and the earth veins of Jiepai Pass had already been squeezed to their limit.

Even the so-called Heavenly Divine Fiend Array, because of the closer distance this time, he saw the problem with it. The array was already just a facade. It could block a quasi-saint, but it had absolutely no chance against a saint.

But the confidence in Xiao Wuji's eyes was undeniable.

A hint of regret flashed in the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Leader; he didn't want this stunningly talented grand-disciple to die in vain.

But more than anything, a strong sense of curiosity arose within him.

This kid can even beat a quasi-saint to the ground, yet he still doesn't back down an inch in the face of a saint's threat.

Where does his confidence come from?