Saint Xihua had been paying attention to the battlefield above the void, and he had naturally noticed where Liu Zong was.
He frowned. Where did Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu come from? Why did they use Yang Xiao's battle matrix to display such strength?
Yang Xiao, who was ranked on the Sage Ranking, seemed to be only a support in front of these two.
"Go help Liu Zong," Saint Xihua said to the cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain below.
"Don't come over." A shout came from the battlefield where Liu Zong was. It was a cultivator of Xihua Sacred Mountain in the matrix.
"How dare you." Saint Xihua glanced at the man who spoke.
The man's body trembled in the matrix as if he was on the brink of death at any moment. His expression was twisted as he looked coldly at Saint Xihua above and said, "Death is death. We are all cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain, and we are all sages who have cultivated to this day. If there is an order from Xihua Sacred Mountain, we would not dare to disobey. But the saint hid it from us and had Liu Zong set up this sacrificial matrix.
"We are all cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain, but you see our lives as nothing more than grass, only to help Liu Zong. I regret joining Xihua Sacred Mountain to cultivate," the man shouted.
Saint Xihua extended his hand, and suddenly a giant handprint came down across the space, locking the man's body. He said coldly, "Traitors on the battlefield must be executed. I will clean up the mess right away."
"Xihua Sacred Mountain must be destroyed," the man roared. He was on the verge of death, but his voice rang throughout the battlefield.
Saint Xihua's palm came down, and with a squelch, the man did not die at the hands of Gu Dongliu, but at the hands of Saint Xihua.
"The others are waiting. Go," Saint Xihua said coldly, trying to suppress the trembling hearts of Xihua Sacred Mountain.
But obviously, the beliefs of many cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain had been shaken.
Saint Xia and Saint Li, who were still playing chess, sighed. Saint Xia said, "This Liu Zong is extremely talented and powerful, but he is a ruthless person who would rather die than help him. If he wins, he will be a hero, but if he loses, he will be despised by others. Xihua Sacred Mountain is taking a risk, and now they will be caught in their own trap and suffer the backlash."
Cultivation was the cultivation of the mind. When one reached the Sage Plane, who would not have a strong sense of self? How could they be so easily influenced by others? The so-called blind loyalty basically did not exist.
"Saint Xia thinks too highly of him. A truly ambitious and ruthless person also needs a unique personality and charisma to make others willingly sacrifice everything for them. Liu Zong is not worthy of such a person." Saint Li shook his head.
"Indeed." Saint Xia nodded. "What kind of person does Ye Futian belong to?"
"If he were in Liu Zong's position, I'm afraid many from the Holy Zhi Palace would have willingly entered the matrix," Saint Li smiled and said.
Saint Xia smiled, and the two continued to play chess.
The game of chess was hard to come by, just like on the battlefield. It seemed that the allied forces of the six holy lands, including Xihua Sacred Mountain, had the absolute advantage, but the Barren State's beliefs were firm and united, and they were ready to die in battle. That was why the seemingly hopeless situation turned out to be the one that repeatedly defeated their opponents on the battlefield.
However, victory was still a long way off. The six holy lands had come with the determination to destroy the Holy Zhi Palace, and they had yet to bring out their true killer moves.
Moreover, besides Kong Yao, there was a group of people on Saint Zhi's side who seemed to be very strong, and they might be the surprise troops of the other side. They did not go on a killing spree, but instead kept their eyes on the battlefield where Ye Futian was.
On the battlefield, Liu Zong was attacked by Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu. The ancient tree shook madly, and a terrible devouring power burst from his body. Suddenly, countless branches and leaves of the ancient tree withered at an extremely fast rate. Not only that, but the power of the cultivators who had not been killed by Gu Dongliu in the matrix also flowed madly into Liu Zong's body, and they all screamed in pain.
Gu Dongliu saw this scene and immediately summoned the celestial shadow with the nine word halo to attack Liu Zong himself. Dazzling light pierced through everything, and the sword river of the great path turned into a sword, piercing right through Liu Zong's body.
A loud, crisp sound was heard, and Liu Zong's body gradually faded away. However, saintly might seemed to be emanating from where he was, as if there was an illusory mirror. In the next moment, countless Liu Zong's figures appeared there, leaving in all directions. It was obvious that he had used the holy item to block the attack.
A huge gray pupil appeared in the void, looking like Bai Luli's eyes. The power of rules flowed in a frenzy. Above the blood-colored Spell Scroll Life Spirit, there were countless spell scrolls floating, covering the sky and sealing off the area.
The silhouettes of Ancient Gods could be vaguely seen appearing in all directions. The terrifying power of blood-red lightning sealed the space. It was the Divine Prohibition of All Creations that Bai Luli had comprehended. However, it was no longer the same as it was back then. It was much stronger.
"Kill." Bai Luli's eyes were full of killing intent. Many from the Holy Zhi Palace had died at the hands of Liu Zong. Although he had trained in Jixia Holy Palace, his heart still belonged to the Holy Zhi Palace.
Countless blood-red spell scrolls shot out, and every spell scroll turned into a bolt of blood-red lightning.
Gu Dongliu's figure stood in the raging space. He formed seals with both hands, and his white robe fluttered in the wind. Above the sky, countless Nine Characters descended.
In an instant, Liu Zong's figures continued to collapse and be destroyed. The two of them joined forces, intending to destroy everything in this space. There was no way they would let Liu Zong leave.
The sound of Buddha lingered between heaven and earth, and extremely powerful Buddhist power filled the air. An ancient golden tree bloomed between heaven and earth, like an ancient Bodhi tree, growing wildly and heading straight for Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu's real bodies. The branches and leaves of the ancient tree were torn apart, and Liu Zong's shadow continued to collapse. However, he seemed to have gathered all his power into one attack, and a dazzling light penetrated the air, descending upon the matrix that Yang Xiao had laid out.
Heaven and earth resonated, and the sound of the Great Path of Buddha lingered. Saintly might emanated from the ancient tree, and a terrifying aura crushed everything as it headed for Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu. It seemed to be unstoppable.
Liu Zong had used all the power that he had absorbed from the matrix to explode in this attack, and he had also taken out a holy item. This attack was meant to kill Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu's real bodies.
When Yang Xiao saw this scene, he stepped forward and turned into a bolt of lightning. The silver halberd in his hand pierced out, like the Thunder Catastrophe of the Great Path, like a thunder dragon whizzing out, shattering everything in its path.
The sound of Buddha lingered, and all the afterimages disappeared at that moment, turning into Liu Zong's attack. It was majestic, and a shocking palm print came crashing down, colliding with the silver halberd. There was a loud rumble, and Yang Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood. The halberd actually rebounded on his body, and he was sent flying. However, the attack of the Ten Thousand Calamities intercepted and destroyed Liu Zong's attack.
Above the sky, the blood-colored spell scroll fell, and a bolt of blood-colored lightning struck Liu Zong's real body. There was no other power to stop it. Almost at the same moment, the Nine Words Seal came crashing down, causing Liu Zong's body to tremble violently, and he kept spitting out blood.
Saint Xihua's face was pale. Even at this moment, there were still no cultivators from Xihua Sacred Mountain coming to help. He naturally did not believe that with so many cultivators from Xihua Sacred Mountain, none of them would be able to do it. It was obvious that the morale of Xihua Sacred Mountain had been shaken because of what Liu Zong had done before.
The aura on his body was extremely cold. He had never thought that Liu Zong, who had borrowed the matrix, would end up in such a situation.
"You have such talent in Buddhism, but you have taken the wrong path. Saint Xihua, you are a little too eager for quick success," Saint Xia said softly, causing Saint Xihua's breath to stagnate.
Saint Li sighed secretly. Liu Zong had such rare talent and opportunities. If he had cultivated in the Vajra Region, his achievements would have been even greater.
However, Liu Zong seemed to have taken the wrong path. He was eager for quick success, wanting to quickly achieve his ambitions.
Liu Zong was a disciple of three saints, and there was nothing wrong with Saint Xia criticizing Saint Xihua. It was the teacher's fault for failing to teach a disciple well.
Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu naturally would not let go of Liu Zong, who had gone on a killing spree. Their attacks continued to fall, and Liu Zong continued to spit up blood. But then a voice was heard.
"I'll kill him." Yang Xiao's clothes were stained with blood as he stepped forward.
"Very well." Gu Dongliu nodded. He and Bai Luli stood on the left and right, completely sealing off Liu Zong's escape routes. Now that there was no matrix to support him, and he was severely injured, Liu Zong was bound to die. It was naturally no problem for Yang Xiao to kill him.
Yang Xiao walked towards Liu Zong with the halberd in his hand. Without any nonsense, he stepped forward and turned into a bolt of lightning. The destructive halberd pierced right into Liu Zong's abdomen. The destructive lightning raged on Liu Zong's body, but it did not kill him immediately, causing his body to tremble.
He looked up at Yang Xiao, and there was some despair and reluctance in his eyes.
Was he going to die?
He was extremely talented, and from the day he set foot in Xihua Sacred Mountain, he was highly regarded.
He remembered that he once sparred with a senior brother. His senior brother defeated him because of his higher plane, and he even taught him not to be too arrogant. In a rage, he used all his strength and killed his senior brother. His master did not punish him and took him in as a personal disciple, and he was valued even more. Since then, no one in Xihua Sacred Mountain dared to bully him. His status was like the sun in the sky, and his ambition grew. He wanted to create history for Xihua Sacred Mountain, unify the Eastern State, and even become the best of the Nine States. His master also recognized his goal and trained him with all his might.
But later, a young man named Ye Futian appeared in the Nine States, and he was known to be unparalleled in the Nine States.
Today, he came with the army to kill Ye Futian, but Ye Futian was not dead yet. Why would he die first?
Although Bai Luli and Gu Dongliu were outstanding, how could they kill him?
"Liu Zong, does it hurt?" The halberd in Yang Xiao's hand stirred in Liu Zong's body. One could imagine how strong his hatred for Liu Zong was. In the Nether Sword Mound, he saw his beloved wife and junior brother being sent into the sacrificial matrix and sacrificed one by one. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
He wanted Liu Zong to have a taste of this.
Liu Zong stared at Yang Xiao, blood flowing from his mouth. He suddenly smiled, and his smile was particularly evil. He said hoarsely, "The winner takes all. Your wife and junior brother are only worthy to be pawns. Their deaths are not to be regretted."
"What about you?" Yang Xiao shouted angrily, and the halberd in his hand stirred again. The power of destruction raged wildly, and Liu Zong's aura continued to weaken.
"I did not lose to you. It was the three of you working together. Unfortunately, I could not truly fight Ye Futian." Liu Zong looked in the direction of Ye Futian. He had wanted to kill Ye Futian himself.
"You are not worthy," Gu Dongliu said coldly.
"Is that so?" Liu Zong stared at Gu Dongliu.
"You are indeed not worthy," Bai Luli said indifferently. Although Liu Zong was very strong, Bai Luli naturally remembered how he left the Holy Zhi Palace. He had nothing to say about that battle.
"What right do you have to say that I am not worthy?" Liu Zong roared. As he was on the verge of death, his eyes were filled with anger, as if he was unwilling to accept it.
"Seven holy lands joined forces to kill him, and you, Liu Zong, died here. Of course, you are not worthy," Yang Xiao said sarcastically. Liu Zong felt his heart turn cold.
"Die!" Yang Xiao roared, and the destructive lightning exploded completely. Liu Zong's body was instantly shattered and turned into nothing.
The disciple of the three saints of Xihua Sacred Mountain was dead!
(End of this chapter)
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