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

The best Xianxia novel in the Cola Novels readers' vote is "The Hundred-Year Guardian of the Gods: I Driven the Heavenly Saint Mad"!

Above the Xiqi camp, the heavenly secrets fell into chaos.

With a deafening roar, the Nine-Dragon Incense Chariot shattered the void. The Primordial Celestial Lord descended, accompanied by the Cloud Fairy in white robes.

"Disciple greets Master!"

Below, Jiang Ziya, along with the remaining Xiqi generals, knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

The despair and grievances of the past few days were finally released the moment he saw the true form of the Primordial Celestial Venerable descend.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's gaze swept over the devastated camp, his face grim.

"Get up."

His voice was cold, exuding an unquestionable authority.

"You all must quickly reorganize your troops. Today, after we reunite Antarctica and Samantabhadra, I will personally take action and flatten this Jiepai Pass!"

"You shall continue the mandate of Heaven to overthrow King Zhou; there shall be no delay!"

"Disciples obey!" Jiang Ziya and the others responded in unison, as if they had been given a reassurance, and their previously low morale was greatly boosted.

This is just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, a vast expanse of purple aura appeared in the east, and Laozi, the Supreme Pure One, arrived riding a green ox; in the west, the sounds of Buddhist chants filled the air, and the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, descended together, stepping on golden lotuses of merit.

The true forms of the four Heavenly Saints have gathered at this small Jiepai Pass today!

The cause and effect of the entire primordial world seemed to converge here. The world lost its color, and even the wind stopped flowing, frozen solid by the four supreme heavenly pressures.

The gale suddenly subsided before the two armies met.

The heavy city gates of Jiepai Pass remained closed, and Xiao Wuji stepped directly out into the air.

With the dying Antarctic Immortal in his left hand and the bound and gagged Samantabhadra in his right, he calmly approached the center of the two armies.

"Grandmaster Uncle, I've brought the person."

Xiao Wuji casually shook the two people in his hands, his gaze meeting the saint on the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage without flinching.

Seeing his most trusted disciple being carried like a dead dog, the murderous intent in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes almost froze the void.

"evil creature!"

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was like the cold ice of the deepest hell, carrying the air of a supreme judgment.

"Do you really think that by using such despicable means to manipulate my disciple, you can stand on equal footing with a sage?"

"If it weren't for protecting my disciple, I could have wiped you and this entire border gate out of the world with a flick of my wrist!"

"Oh? You wipe it away with a flick of your wrist?"

Faced with the pressure of the sage, Xiao Wuji not only did not back down, but instead sneered.

"Grandmaster's words are indeed domineering. It's just a pity that your group of high and mighty Golden Immortals were left with not even a complete corpse before my despicable methods."

"The dignified Chan Sect, when the juniors can't beat them, they cry and beg their elders to come out of seclusion. Even you, the high and mighty sage, have personally come down to block the gate."

"I've really learned a lot about this double standard of conforming to the will of Heaven and the will of the people these days."

"Outrageous! Is this how Tongtian teaches his disciples?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was furious, and the auspicious clouds above his head churned violently.

"Disrespectful to elders and lacking in reverence! You think you can defy fate and change destiny just by bringing back Yunxiao?"

"Once the handover is complete, I will make you, an insignificant ant, know what the wrath of thunder truly is! Everyone in Jiepai Pass will pay for your arrogance!"

"Then there's no need for you, my esteemed senior master, to worry."

Xiao Wuji curled his lip, his eyes turning icy cold: "The lives of my Jie Sect disciples have always been incredibly tough."

"You'd be better off worrying about those defeated soldiers under your command. Enough talk, hand over the person and release my master."

Beside the Celestial Venerable of Primordial Beginning, Fairy Yunxiao's originally cold gaze froze instantly when it fell on the dark figure opposite her.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"Wuji?"

Yunxiao even wondered if he had been suppressed for too long and was hallucinating.

Is that young man opposite her, who stands as firm as a mountain in the face of the saint's pressure, really her mediocre disciple?

What terrified her even more was that Xiao Wuji was carrying the eldest disciple of the Chan Sect and the Twelve Golden Immortals in his hands as if they were chicks!

If he remembered correctly, the Antarctic Immortal was a quasi-saint, right? Even if she faced the Antarctic Immortal, she would definitely not be a match for him without the help of the great formation.

But now, the Antarctic Immortal is in Xiao Wuji's hands.

"What earth-shattering changes have occurred outside during the years I've been imprisoned beneath Qilin Cliff?"

Yunxiao felt dizzy and disoriented; the world seemed to have completely overturned her understanding of what it was like.

"Buzz".

Ripples spread across the void above Jiepai Pass, where the Tongtian Sect Leader stood proudly, holding the Qingping Sword.

He didn't speak, but coldly locked his gaze on the four saints opposite him, providing support for Xiao Wuji.

With the Tongtian Sect Leader watching from the side, even if Yuanshi Tianzun harbored intense murderous intent, he could only suppress it.

His face was ashen, and with a wave of his sleeve, he released the last trace of the restriction on Yunxiao's body.

Yunxiao regained his freedom and immediately transformed into a white rainbow, flying towards the Jiepai Pass camp.

Xiao Wuji readily agreed, tossing Nanji and Puxian over like sacks.

The two regained their freedom and scrambled to their feet to beg forgiveness from the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

"Master! Your disciple is incompetent and has disgraced you..."

He scoffed, "Useless thing!"

With a sweep of his sleeve, a gust of wind swept Nanji and Puxian back to the rear of the Xiqi camp, preventing them from continuing to embarrass themselves there.

The hostage exchange is complete.

The atmosphere in the world instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Taiqing Laozi, Zhunti Daoren, and Jieyin Daoren slowly stepped forward and stood side by side with Yuanshi Tianzun.

The Four Saints Gather!

Four terrifying killing intents, enough to reshape the primordial world, were now locked onto Jiepai Pass without any restraint or reservation. The entire pass began to crack under the immense pressure.

Taiqing Laozi lowered his eyelids slightly, looking down at Xiao Wuji, his voice indifferent as water.

"This farce should end."

A seemingly casual remark seemed to pronounce a death sentence on Jiepai Pass.

How terrifying was the combined pressure of the four saints? Yunxiao, who had just returned to Xiao Wuji's side, turned deathly pale.

She knew all too well what the gathering of the Four Saints meant—a dead end that even the entire Jie Sect could not withstand!

"Wuji, run!"

Yunxiao grabbed Xiao Wuji's arm, her voice filled with urgency and fear.

"You've done enough. Go back to Jin'ao Island with your grandmaster; this place can't stop you!"

She turned to look at the Tongtian Sect Leader on the city wall, her eyes full of pleading, hoping that her master could forcibly take this disciple away.

However, before Tongtianjiao could speak, Xiao Wuji grabbed Yunxiao's cold wrist.

His movements were light, yet carried an irresistible force, forcefully stopping Yunxiao's panic.

Xiao Wuji remained calm, his gaze sweeping over the four lofty Heavenly Saints opposite him, a composed yet arrogant smile slowly curving his lips.

"Master, there is no need to panic."

Xiao Wuji's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every powerful being present.

"They can't break through this Jiepai Pass."

He paused, meeting the murderous gazes of the four saints, and spoke each word clearly and forcefully.

"I said it."