From 'able to defeat a Saint' to 'no match for a Saint', although there was only a difference of one word, the difference in strength it represented could be said to be like heaven and earth.
No one knew how Yang Jian had taken that step in such a short period of time. Even if they heard about it, they would probably find it ridiculous.
How long had it been since Yang Jian fought with Zhun Ti in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall?
However, today, Yang Jian had returned in a domineering manner. He had beaten Zhun Ti from the Celestial Court to the Netherworld and forced Zhun Ti to reveal his Saint's Dharma Idol. Apart from being amazed, his surging combat power also made the enemies opposite Yang Jian gasp …
The appearance of the Saint's Dharma body meant that Zhun Ti had already used all his strength. He could not hold back anymore.
Ever since the six ancient Saints appeared, when had Zhun Ti ever been in such a sorry state?
The Saint was immortal and represented the peak of the Dao. It was an unforgettable peak for cultivators.
After the six Saints became Saints, even ancient cultivators had to bow and kowtow when they saw them. They had to address them as "Master". That was a form of respect for their strength.
If one did not become a Saint, one would still be an ant.
Over the years, the cultivators of the Primordial World had changed batches after batches, but that sentence had been passed down.
However, at that moment, in the Netherworld, that "wise saying" had become child's play. It had been torn to pieces by a disciple of the Dao Sect who had cultivated his body and risen within thousands of years!
In the corner of Fengdu City, the Heaven and Earth Dao were in chaos. This area could turn illusory and return to the Chaos Sea at any time.
The uninvited power of the Heavenly Dao was crazily suppressing the universe and the Dao laws. That was also the light and shadow that could only be seen when Saints fought …
It did not mean that the battle between Saints had to have that kind of scene or directly destroy the five continents of the Primordial World.
With Zhun Ti's Dharma powers, it would not be difficult for him to destroy the Netherworld when fighting Yang Jian. However, how could Zhun Ti dare to destroy it? How could he destroy it?
Firstly, he was using all his strength to bombard Yang Jian, so how could he let his Fa Li be wasted to create such a useless scene?
Secondly, Zhun Ti knew the bottom line of the Three Pure Ones. If he deliberately destroyed the Netherworld, he would definitely be punished by the Three Pure Ones.
To put it bluntly, a grand-disciple of the Three Pure Ones had already forced him into such a sorry state. What would happen if the grandmaster came?
"Sage, what exactly did you cultivate from?"
Yang Jian's teasing voice rang out. The Dharma Form of the Saint with dozens of heads and eighteen arms trembled, and even its magical powers stagnated for a moment.
Yang Jian took the opportunity to shorten the distance between him and Zhunti by 100 feet.
The Sage's Dharma Idol continued to retreat. Yang Jian continued to press forward against the vast sea of magical power. If it were not for the mysterious divine pestle, which could make Yang Jian's Xuan Body tremble slightly every time it shot out a divine light, Yang Jian would have already rushed to the front of the Sage's Dharma Idol.
At this point, the Dharmic powers of a Primordial Soul cultivator and the bodies of a physical cultivator were engaged in the simplest and most direct contest.
But gradually, even the eminent monks of the Buddhist sects began to see...
Yang Jian clearly still had energy to spare, while Saint Zhun Ti seemed to be helpless.
That scene seemed familiar … Wasn't the battle between Yang Jian and the Goddess of Golden Spirit like this? The Goddess of Golden Spirit's mystical abilities were powerful, but her attacks could not break through Yang Jian's body. She could only stare at Yang Jian.
That was then and this was now. Yang Jian could not only passively take a beating. If Zhun Ti revealed one or two flaws, today might be the day the Saint died.
Those hands were enough to tear apart the high and mighty body of a Saint.
That fist could even shatter the Great Dao of a Saint!
What's more …
Many Buddhist experts saw the trembling three-pointed, double-edged spear and felt that it was ridiculous.
Yang Jian's weapon was protecting the two mighty figures there. If Yang Jian retracted his weapon, the situation of the Second Sect Master …
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan carried the Xuanyuan Sword that had been sheathed. The Mysterious Maiden of the Nine Heavens accompanied him. The two of them held hands and flew into the heavy encirclement under the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The Asuras and old monks wanted to attack the two of them. However, just as they moved, a pair of cold eyes seemed to open on the three-pointed, double-edged saber and stared at them. The monks and Asuras could not recover from their shock.
No one dared to move rashly. No one dared to break the delicate balance at that moment.
Patriarch Nether River sneered, his eyes filled with a hint of playfulness. At that moment, he, who should have stood up to deal with such a situation, seemed to be deliberately waiting for Zhun Ti to lose to Yang Jian.
In reality, Yuding Zhenren, who had already recovered, and Patriarch Nether River were secretly competing. Their auras were connected, and if anyone attacked, they would attract the other party's thunderous attack.
On the surface, Patriarch Nether River was like an evil demon with his fangs bared. Yuding Zhenren was humble and honest, and he was not good at killing.
However … the two top-notch mighty figures who were not inferior to Zhun Ti had fought fiercely just now. Yuding did not rely on his "elegant demeanor" to resist Patriarch Nether River's Avici Primordial Massacre.
With Yuding Zhenren restraining the Nether River and the three-pointed, double-edged spear intimidated the crowd, Emperor Huang Xuanyuan and his wife were unstoppable.
He was brimming with energy, and the Mysterious Maiden of the Nine Heavens was peerless. They arrived beside Yuding together and bowed to each other.
Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Perfected One, aren't we going to deal with these rascals?"
Yuding's gaze did not leave the Nether River. He said calmly, "There's no hurry. Let's wait for the outcome from Yang Jian."
"If this drags on, I'm afraid it will become a small matter." Emperor Huang Xuanyuan was a little dissatisfied. He sneered and said, "Why don't we take the opportunity to bury these experts of the Buddhist Sect here? At that time, the Buddhist Sect will lose an arm. How can they prosper?"
Yuding Zhenren smiled and did not say anything.
Zhen Yuanzi laughed at the side. "The Human Emperor is still as heroic as before. However, now that there are powerful enemies, we should focus on the overall situation."
"Is the Great Immortal joking?" Xuanyuan frowned and said, "When the Buddhists were aggressive, why didn't anyone tell them to focus on the overall situation?"
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan paused and sighed softly. His voice echoed throughout Fengdu City.
"Now that we finally have a killing god, they want to focus on the overall situation? To put it bluntly, if I were Yang Jian, I would start a massacre now. The four of us can just hide in the Earth Book. "
Those words seemed to be hinting at something to Yang Jian.
As expected, the aura on Yang Jian's body gradually rose, and the three-pointed, double-edged spear began to let out dragon roars.
The experts of the Buddhist Sect looked at each other, and someone immediately sent a voice transmission to Zhun Ti. However, Zhun Ti was about to go crazy. The experts of the Buddhist Sect shouted for a long time but did not get any response.
The corners of Patriarch Nether River's mouth twitched as he said calmly, "Today's matter cannot be done. Saint Zhun Ti is no match for Yang Jian. It's really puzzling."
One of the Asura commanders beneath the Nether River Patriarch promptly yelled, "Asuras, retreat!"
"You want to retreat?" Emperor Huang Xuanyuan's sword was halfway out of its scabbard, but Yuding Zhenren raised his hand to stop him.
The Asura retreated quickly like blood and rushed towards the gap in Fengdu City. However, Patriarch Nether River held his swords but was not in a hurry to leave.
As long as Nether River dared to leave, Yuding would attack and leave the experts of the Buddhist Sect there. Even if it was only a temporary cooperation with the Buddhist Sect, Nether River did not want to face the anger of the Saint …
Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "How did Yang Jian's strength reach such a realm? As his master, don't you know? "
Yuding Zhenren relaxed a little and nodded slowly. As a master, he knew why.
The breakthrough to the Primordial Returning realm …
Yang Jian had broken through the limit of the Primordial Returning realm in Xuandu City. It had truly opened the door for Yang Jian to become a top expert of this era.
Although the increase in Yang Jian's combat strength in the Primordial Returning realm was not the most crucial node, the fifth breakthrough had clearly increased Yang Jian's strength.
However, after breaking through to the Primordial Returning realm, Yang Jian's Great Dao that belonged to him had already begun to take shape. Although he could not extend it out of his body, just by relying on the Eight-Nine Arcane Art that was constantly breaking through his limits, he was already enough to fight against the Saint of Merit.
With the Eight-Nine Arcane Art as the foundation, the thirty-six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, the Ocean-Overturning Array, and the Zhou Tian Star Battle Array supporting him, there was also a mysterious mental state brought about by the Primordial Returning realm, as well as many comprehensions of the Saint's Great Dao …
At that moment, it did not seem too much for Yang Jian to suppress Saint Zhun Ti.
Of course, Yuding would not reveal the background of his disciple. Therefore, he only smiled and did not say anything. His eyes were filled with gratification.
As a master, it was really a credit to him to be able to meet such a disciple.
"Yang Jian has reached the extreme of his physical body at such a young age. Is it good or bad for him to take the final step?" Emperor Huang Xuanyuan asked worriedly.
Yuding Zhenren looked at the Nether River and replied in a low voice, "He is far from the final step. Even now, he has not reached his limit. He still has endless potential to be unearthed."
The big shots beside him glared at him. However, Yuding would not spout nonsense. He was most likely not bragging …
There was still potential?
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan silently tightened his grip on the Mysterious Maiden of the Nine Heavens beside him as he looked at the blurry figure that had forced Zhun Ti's Saint Dharma body into a sorry state.
At the very least, he could still win in these aspects …
"Nether River!"
Zhun Ti suddenly roared and asked the Nether River why he had asked the Asura to retreat.
The Nether River Patriarch snorted coldly and did not answer.
At that moment, Zhun Ti was also a little angry. Fortunately, he quickly calmed down. He looked at Yang Jian, who was getting closer and closer to him. Then, he looked at Fengdu City, which had been destroyed by their battle techniques, and looked at the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc that was wrapped in the Book of the Earth …
The situation was hopeless, there was nothing they could do.
Not to mention anything else, the Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane alone was enough to give a Saint a headache. Unless he personally came, he could not do anything to the Great Deity Zhen Yuan's treasure, the Book of the Earth.
"Retreat outside the city for now!"
One of Zhun Ti's heads said. The Saint Dharma body suddenly burst out with rays of Buddhist light. While suppressing Yang Jian, it directly bombarded various parts of Fengdu City.
The ghosts and spirits that were originally in Fengdu City were nowhere to be seen.
The Buddhist experts quickly retreated behind the Nether River Patriarch. The Nether River Patriarch raised his brows and sneered. "Why? Do you also want to join the Blood Sea and become members of the Asura Sect?"
Many old Buddhist monks shuddered at the thought.
Fortunately, Yuding did not make things difficult for them. The Buddhist experts and the Nether River Patriarch left the range of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc at the same time and headed for the exit of Fengdu City.
"Yang Jian!"
Zhun Ti suddenly growled. "Do you think I'm a Saint for nothing? Since you've forced me today, don't blame me for being ruthless! "
Buzz —
A shocking Great Dao ripple surged out of the Saint Dharma body. Yang Jian suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. This feeling was a little like … those big cracks in the Chaos Sea?
Zhun Ti was going to use a great mystical ability?
Yang Jian did not dare to be careless. He immediately focused on dealing with it. A small half of the Netherworld was in chaos because of the battle between him and Zhun Ti. There was no way he could use the Cosmic Escape Technique to dodge. It was never wrong to be careful.
"Buddha's Crack!"
Zhun Ti roared. Ten thousand feet of Buddha light pierced through the dark sky of the entire Netherworld. Just as Yang Jian was frowning, he suddenly saw a crack in Zhun Ti's Saint Dharma body. A golden figure flashed and disappeared.
Yang Jian was stunned when the Saint's Dharma body and the tens of thousands of Buddha lights suddenly collapsed …
Escaped?
"Hmph!"
Yang Jian snorted coldly and was not in a hurry to chase after him.
Today, as the saying goes, "The monk can escape, but the temple can't." He would definitely fight his way up to the Spirited Mountain and evaporate the sea of blood to seek an explanation for the Houtu and the Netherworld!
However, before that, Yang Jian had to see if his master and the Lady of Earth were safe. Were they …
Yang Jian, who was turning around and flying towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc, narrowed his eyes!
The powerful enemy had retreated. Zhen Yuan Zi retracted the Book of the Earth and two figures flew down from above.
Liu Ya held the long sword in a reverse grip and held Yang Xiaochan horizontally with both hands. At that moment, Little Chan 'er's face was as pale as paper and her breathing was weak. The blood at the corner of her mouth had yet to dry, and her essence soul was curled up in the Nigong Pill …
Liu Ya looked at Yang Jian. That familiar and gentle smile looked so tolerant, yet poignant and beautiful …
A buzzing sound rang out and Yang Jian felt his vision turning dark. His entire body stopped moving and the bones in his body emitted cracking sounds.
Why was Little Chan here? Why was she so seriously injured …
Why did the Lady of Earth possess Liu Ya? Why was she so miserable …
It was no longer important. The reason was no longer important.
That was because in the next moment, Yang Jian threw two Nine Revolutions Golden Pills over and turned to look at the group of figures who had yet to leave the city.
He opened his hand and the dragon spear flew over. A black jade black cloud surged out of Yang Jian's head, and surging blood Qi rushed into the Nine Heavens from the Netherworld. He raised his head and roared, his eyes bloodshot.
Seventy-two Transformations!
Feather Flight Technique!
Slow, too slow! He wished he could immediately cut these figures into two!
Seventy-two Transformations!
Nine Heavens Shaking Technique!
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