The Saint's Dao runes were supreme Dao runes that accompanied the Saint's Great Dao. They were obscure and mysterious, but they also contained the truths of the world.
Every time such a Dao rune appeared, it meant that something big was about to happen in the world. Today, the Saint's Dao rune was falling rapidly. In the gap that had opened up in the ground above the Netherworld, it was suppressed by another Dao rune and fell rapidly!
"Second Master!"
"How can this be!?!"
The disciples of the Saint reacted the fastest. When they saw the scene in the distance, their expressions could not help but change.
Spiritual senses locked onto him, and pairs of eyes watched.
The dignified Saint, one of the only six Saints in the Primordial World, who had established the Western Sect and the Buddhist Sect with the Saint, was actually being stepped on by a foot in his abdomen. He was forcefully pressing his body down rapidly!
Zhun Ti's body arched, and he was in a sorry state. At that moment, the golden light on his body was damaged in many places. The branch and leaf of the small tree in his hand had been broken in half.
The figure who was stepping on Zhun Ti was wrapped in a rich Mysterious Yellow aura, so much so that no one could see his face for the time being.
His long hair fluttered, and his domineering aura kept circulating. The aura on his body rose and contracted rhythmically. His tall body, straight waist, and toes stepped on Saint Zhun Ti's abdomen …
Daoist robes and long boots were the most ordinary attire in the Primordial World. However, when they landed on that person, they were like the armor of the God of War.
An old monk rebuked angrily, "Yang Jian, how dare you!"
"Hmph!"
However, all he got was a cold snort from the figure!
Yang Jian suddenly stopped in the sky above Fengdu City. The force of his entire body's descent was channeled into the soles of his feet. He bent his knees slightly and did not give the figure under his feet a chance to retaliate. He stepped forward forcefully.
With a loud explosion, the old monk in the golden kasaya smashed into a corner of Fengdu City. The raging wind and waves almost swept through the entire Fengdu City.
The person who was kicked out … was a Saint!
Although he was the weakest of the six Saints of the Primordial World, his realm was real!
Not only could Yang Jian injure the Saint, but he could also beat the Saint into such a sorry state. In fact, Yang Jian should have appeared in the Primordial World not long ago. The aura along the way seemed to have gone up. It seemed that Yang Jian and Zhun Ti had fought their way down from the five continents …
The Buddhist experts were shocked. The Asuras of the Blood Sea looked at Yang Jian with awe.
He was able to gain the upper hand against a Sage in a short period of time. Just now, when he was suppressing Zhunti, he could throw his long spear to send Avici and Yuantu flying and break the siege.
One of the Asura commanders shouted in a trembling voice, "Where, where did this monster come from?"
Yuding Zhenren suddenly frowned. He looked at Yang Jian, who was floating in the air, a little worried. However, when he saw that Yang Jian did not let down his guard, he felt relieved and chuckled.
"Hahahahaha!"
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan, who was bathed in blood and killing the enemy, raised his head and laughed. The Asuras around him quickly retreated, finally allowing him and the Fairy of the Nine Heavens to rest temporarily.
For a moment, the battle under the Six Paths of Reincarnation also stopped. Pairs of eyes stared at Yang Jian, who was standing in the air.
They did not ignore the importance of "timing" because of the battle at the side. It was just that when Yang Jian's gaze swept over this place, they did not dare to move …
Randeng's expression was a little uncertain. Patriarch Nether River's expression was a little playful. After recalling the two swords, he cupped his fists and looked at Yang Jian with a cold gaze.
"Hmph!"
Yang Jian snorted coldly. The anger in his heart did not subside. Instead, it became more exuberant when he saw Zhenyuanzi in a sorry state.
He had not seen the situation in the membrane of the Book of the Earth yet.
He retracted his aura, leaving no flaws on his body. Although he did not look down, his Divine Consciousness had been locked on the Buddha light that gradually lit up in the dark dust below.
In the deep pit that had just been created, Saint Zhun Ti sat on the Nine Grade Lotus Platform. He looked solemn and was surrounded by golden light.
He kept chanting sutras, and waves of Saint Dao runes continued to condense in the surroundings. Yang Jian could sense that there seemed to be eyes opening within a thousand feet around him.
The chanting suddenly stopped without warning. Two golden rays flashed across Saint Zhun Ti's eyes. Suddenly, thousands of golden rays shot out from Yang Jian's body and covered his entire body!
Each of the golden rays was an attack from a Sacred Realm cultivator. Each of them could easily crush a Demi-Sacred Realm cultivator into pieces!
However, Yang Jian had been waiting for this moment!
The 81 Xuan Beads around him shone brightly at the same time, and the invisible aura that had been pulling on his body was forcefully torn apart!
Heaven and Earth Shift!
Saint Zhun Ti's chest seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. His body swayed slightly, and his left hand slapped the Lotus Platform that he had just taken out. His figure flew backward gracefully.
However, almost as soon as he left the lotus platform, a black fist appeared from the side of the lotus platform and smashed into it, forcefully shattering the Nine Grade Lotus Platform.
Yang Jian's figure appeared at the bottom of the pit. Thousands of golden rays of light shone above his head, illuminating his cold face.
"Yang Jian!" Zhun Ti's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger. However, before he could continue cursing, Yang Jian had already taken two steps forward and rushed out of the pit at an extremely fast speed. He raised his fist and punched the Saint's golden body.
Yang Jian's movements were extremely simple, but they contained the profound meaning of going from complicated to simple.
The tip of his fist contained the power to tear the universe apart, but it was not revealed. He was using a movement technique that was comparable to infinite teleportation, but he seemed to be walking straight …
In the Netherworld, only Zhun Ti knew how heavy that punch was and how fast his footsteps were!
Originally, this should have been a battle of magical powers between a Saint and a non-Saint. But now, Zhunti had no choice but to forget about his pride and dignity as a Saint. He viewed this battle as a battle of magical powers between a Primordial Soul cultivator and a physical cultivator!
I can't let Yang Jian get close to me again!
True Body of Bliss!
Zhun Ti, who was retreating quickly, slowly pressed his palms together. The Buddhist light around him shone brightly, and a strange sound that sounded like a cow's cry or a dragon's roar erupted.
In the blink of an eye, Zhun Ti's Saint Dharma Idol appeared and transformed into a giant that was hundreds of feet tall. A layer of clouds floated around the giant's neck. Dozens of heads floated above the clouds. Each head looked dignified and did not look terrifying at all.
Another eighteen arms appeared behind him, holding various numinous treasures. The most dazzling one was a divine pestle that was reinforced, as well as the Wonderful Tree of Seven Treasures that often accompanied Zhun Ti!
Is this the Saint's Dharma Idol?
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth curled up slightly. His eyes were filled with anger and fighting spirit, but the depths of his eyes were cold.
Divine light surged on his forehead, and his Heavenly Eye slowly opened.
In his body, the sound of tumbling rivers and seas could be heard. The Sea-Overturning Array was activated.
Endless starlight rushed into the Netherworld and gathered on Yang Jian's body. It covered Yang Jian's entire body with starlight and condensed into an awe-inspiring starlight armor. Zhou Tian Star Battle Array!
Under the cover of the starlight, no one noticed that Yang Jian's body was emitting an aura that looked like black jade. It was the Mystic Yellow Body of the eighth level of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Apart from the various things that could be seen and heard, faint marks appeared in Yang Jian's heart. The marks were not connected and were very blurry, but they were very precious.
They were the marks left behind after the battle. They belonged to the man with disheveled hair that he had seen in the Primordial Returning Realm …
Slowly, Yang Jian raised his head slightly. When he looked at the Saint's Dharma Idol again, his heart did not fluctuate.
"Seize the Domain!" Saint Zhun Ti let out a loud roar. His Dharma body was the first to attack, and dense attacks smashed towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian suddenly took a step forward. His body was engulfed by the divine light that Zhun Ti had shot out. The universe distorted, and Yang Jian's figure could not be seen for the time being. However, for some reason, Saint Zhun Ti's Dharma Body began to retreat!
Under the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the experts of the Buddhist Sect were silent. The Asuras were once again ready to attack. The Patriarch of the Nether River also stared at Yuding Zhenren, as if he wanted to finish the battle.
Things have come to this … Things have come to this …
"Follow the Saint's orders and seize the Domain!"
Randeng shouted and was about to take the lead. However, the three-pointed, double-edged spear that was floating in front of Great Immortal Zhen Yuan and Yuding suddenly trembled. An invisible pressure rippled out, causing the experts of the Buddhist Sect and the Asuras to not dare to act rashly.
How could this be?
They looked at the intense battle that was erupting in a corner of Fengdu City. They could no longer use their spiritual senses to investigate, so it was better to see it with their naked eyes.
Saint Zhun Ti's Dharma Body kept moving. Wherever it passed, it did not cause much "damage" to Fengdu City. That was because the mystical abilities that he had activated had all landed on Yang Jian's body.
Even a Saint of Merit had strength that matched his realm in the world where the Saint was born.
However, even if the mystical abilities and Dharma powers that Saint Zhun Ti had used could shatter the universe, scatter the Dao laws, and prevent outsiders from seeing Yang Jian's body in the middle, it still could not hide the fact that the Dharma Body was constantly dodging.
In the place where the mystical abilities were the most dazzling, there was always a figure there. He walked forward step by step, forcing the Saint to retreat continuously. He endured the Saint's full attack without showing any signs of collapsing.
In fact, when Saint Zhun Ti attacked for a while and was feeling a little suspicious, a chuckle floated in front of him.
"Is this the method of a Saint?"
"Is this how the Buddhists bully the Netherworld and how the Saints bully the Lady of Earth?"
Zhun Ti's dozens of faces were filled with anger. However, just as he was about to speak, the pressure in front of him suddenly increased. It was as if a ferocious beast that could tear apart his Saint's body was about to rush out of the obstruction of his mystical abilities and Dharma powers. It rushed in front of him and tore apart his Saint Dharma Body.
Yang Jian's voice still echoed in the Netherworld Mark.
"In front of a great enemy, I originally did not want to fall out with the Buddhists. However, you actually bullied the Lady of Earth. You bullied a woman who could sacrifice herself to form the Six Paths for the living beings of the Primordial World and give up the opportunity to become a member of the Saints to protect her clansmen!"
"Is this what a Saint does? Is this what the Buddhists do? How can the Pangu God be willing to tolerate such a heartless act?! "
"If a Saint is not virtuous and his character is not worthy of his position, how can he be called a Saint? Do you want to rely on a promise to make an IOU to the Heavenly Dao? "
Zhun Ti's face turned red. A few heads spat out golden blood, but he was infuriated by Yang Jian.
Outside Fengdu City, the white-robed monk, who was sitting on Truth Listener's back, smiled and squinted when he heard that.
However, the white-robed monk did not stare at the area that had been completely distorted by Zhun Ti's mystical ability like the experts in the city. Instead, he sent his spiritual sense through the hole that Yang Jian had stepped on Zhun Ti to rush into the Netherworld and extended it to the surface.
At the border between the South Continent and the Middle Continent, in the territory of the Demon Realm, there was a huge rift valley that had been forcefully blasted out …
In the sky above the rift valley, the white clouds that had collapsed and slowly dissipated in a circular shape …
There was also the broken array formation of the Celestial Court, a corner of the collapsed Celestial Court, and countless Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who had fallen to the ground … That should be the place where the battle between Zhun Ti and Yang Jian began. Then, they fought all the way and rushed into the Netherworld in a short period of time.
Zhun Ti naturally came out to stop the enemy, but did he stop the enemy for a moment?
"I'm afraid that even Master will have to avoid Yang Jian temporarily if he comes. Second Master has kicked an iron plate this time. He's really going to be in a sorry state … The Saint is immoral, and his character is not worthy of his position … He's also a wonderful person."
The white-robed monk, Ksitigarbha, patted his head. The Truth Listener divine beast slowly stood up. Without waiting for the white-robed monk's instructions, it tactfully strolled back slowly.
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