The Puppet of Origin was equipped with a set of armor and six divine weapons. There were seven pieces of Primordial Lingbao, and all of them were of high grades. Except for the armor of Upper Grade, the other six were of Medium Grade. Anyone would drool at the sight of them. They could only praise River Styx for being so rich.
Haotian and Yaochi, who were in the Celestial Court, were also dumbfounded. Last time when Liu Er proposed marriage, River Styx offered 81 pieces of Primordial Lingbao as betrothal gifts. Thinking of the treasures and Lingbao that River Styx had used, they were afraid that no one among all the Sages was richer than River Styx. But what made them curious was where did River Styx get so many Primordial Lingbao.
With the help of the Puppet of Origin, Zhen Yuanzi, and Cangjie, Mu Sen could rest assured. Although the Puppet of Origin was a Puppet of the Blood God made from the Strange Beast of Chaos with a Primordial Origin body and retained most of its Primordial Origin power, it was, after all, a corpse. It could only exert 70% or 80% of its strength before it was born.
According to the original plan of River Styx, if Zhunti and Summon attacked together, Mu Sen would block Summon, and Zhunti would be held back by the Puppet of Blood God. Once the situation deteriorated, the Puppet of Blood God would hold back Zhunti with the self-explosion of Primordial Lingbao, just like Primogenitor Wanbao. This was not a good plan, but now it was unnecessary. With the help of Zhen Yuanzi and Cangjie, it was basically impossible for Zhunti to advance.
In this way, Mu Sen could rest assured to deal with Summon. Although Summon did not have any treasures, his cultivation was at the Middle-stage of Sage. Mu Sen had no chance of winning against him with his cultivation at the Early-stage of Origin. Moreover, it would not take long for Mu Sen to be defeated. Mu Sen was well aware of this. Fortunately, he was prepared.
Seeing Mu Sen standing in front of him, Summon put his palms together and said, "Mu Sen, you can't stop the Poor Way, but the Poor Way is a little curious. Where did that Puppet of Origin come from? There didn't seem to be such a strange beast in the Great Desolation. Moreover, if the body of a Primordial Origin reached the level of Origin, it would be impossible for there to be no movement in the Great Desolation. Could it be that this beast came from the Chaos?"
Seeing that Summon had guessed that this beast came from the Chaos, Mu Sen was not surprised. This beast did not belong to the Great Desolation. If it were alive, it would have been suppressed by the Tendo. It was precisely because it was dead that River Styx could use it to resist Zhunti.
Seeing the confidence in Summon's bitter face, Mu Sen smiled and said, "Daoist Friend, you don't have to worry about where this puppet came from. It's just that you are so confident that you can defeat me, but I can't see where you get your confidence from. Don't forget that I still have the Primordial True Martial Origin Formation. With this formation supporting me, it won't be so easy for you to defeat me."
Hearing this, Summon frowned and said, "What? Are you planning to involve the Human Race's Sacred Land in this battle? Or are you trying to use the Human Race to make me hesitate? Doing so is a disgrace to the Human Race's ancestors. Even if you use the formation formed by the Human Race's cultivators to support you, how much can your cultivation increase? The gap between you and the Poor Way is not something this formation can make up for. "
Mu Sen smiled calmly and said, "I don't need you to remind me. I know. Furthermore, this is my own business and has nothing to do with the Human Race. I naturally don't need to involve the Human Race. However, you're wrong about one thing. Although my cultivation is lower than yours by a small level, the formation can make up for it."
Hearing Mu Sen's words, everyone was a little confused. Without the Human Race's cultivators, how could they set up the Primordial True Martial Origin Formation? Furthermore, to make up for the difference of a small level, even if all the Human Race's cultivators worked together, they would not be able to do so. So where did Mu Sen get his confidence from to say such a thing?
Summon's face was full of confusion and he could only say, "Oh! In that case, the Poor Way would really like to see it. Daoist Friend, please set up the formation! " Could this be another trump card left by River Styx? If so, did River Styx have any other trump cards? At this moment, Summon suddenly had a bad premonition.
Mu Sen waved his hand and said, "Okay! Primordial True Martial Origin Formation, rise! " A powerful True Martial Intent suddenly soared into the sky. Everyone looked at the source and found that it was actually from the Blood Sea. A complete Primordial True Martial Origin Formation rose from the Blood Sea, carrying a powerful Primordial True Martial Origin Formation. It cut across the sky and finally fell behind Mu Sen.
"So powerful!" Everyone could not help but exclaim in their hearts. This was already a far cry from the Primordial True Martial Origin Formation set up by the Human Clan warriors. Even if all the warriors of the Human Clan set up the Primordial True Martial Origin Formation, it would not be comparable to this one. The most peculiar thing was that this formation was actually integrated into one, and even all the True Martial Intents were exactly the same.
Nowadays, the Martial Arts of the Human Clan had been completely spread, and some other clans had also begun to inherit the Martial Arts cultivation methods. Even so, there had never been a situation where two people's True Martial Intents were exactly the same. However, not only were all the True Martial Intents of the formation in front of them exactly the same, but they also found that this True Martial Intent was actually the same as Mu Sen's.
Mu Sen looked at Summon, who was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "How about it? You must be curious about how I did it, so there's no harm in telling you now. Anyway, you will find out. You should have heard that I have 480 million Clones of the Blood God. The Clones of the Blood God are connected to my mind, so they can naturally connect with my mind. That's why they can cultivate the same True Martial Intent as me."
Mu Sen pointed at the formation and continued, "This True Martial Origin Formation is made up of Clones of the Blood God and Clones of the Blood God. There are 36,000 Clones of the Blood God at the level of Daluo Jinxian, and 49 Clones of the Blood God at the level of Quasi-saint. Do you think this True Martial Origin Formation made up of them is good enough for you, Summon?"
36,000 Clones of the Daluo Jinxian and 49 Clones of the Quasi-saint. The people of the Great Desolation could not help but gasp when they heard this. River Styx was really generous. Since the birth of the Great Desolation, they did not know if there had ever been so many Daluo Jinxian. River Styx could cultivate so many Clones of the Daluo Jinxian at the level of Blood God, which was really terrifying.
These Clones of the Blood God and Clones of the Blood God all practiced the same Martial Arts cultivation method as Mu Sen and had the same Martial Truth. With such a True Martial Origin Formation made up of people of the same origin, they could not only perfectly integrate into one, but also reduce the burden on Mu Sen. With this formation in hand, Summon might not be able to defeat Mu Sen.
Mu Sen did not continue speaking. The word "Wu" appeared in his hand and he shouted, "The word" Wu "controls the formation. True Martial Origin, enter my body. Overlord Body of Martial Arts, swallow it." With Mu Sen's shout, the word "Wu" disappeared into the formation. Then, the whole formation began to shrink rapidly. Finally, it turned into a dot and disappeared directly between Mu Sen's eyebrows.
"Ha!" Mu Sen shouted softly and his aura began to soar. In the blink of an eye, he stepped over the Early-stage of the Origin and reached the Middle-stage of the Origin. Feeling his powerful strength, Mu Sen looked at Summon and said with a smile, "Summon, come on. Let's have a good fight." With that, he held the Kongtong Seal in his hand and the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag behind him, fluttering in the wind.
Seeing Mu Sen so full of fighting spirit, Summon had no choice but to accept the challenge. It seemed that he and Zhunti could not interfere with River Styx in Divine Punishment. Now, he could only hope that other Sages could not hold back and attack River Styx. Now that River Styx had used all his means, he probably had no means to resist others.
With a shake of his body, Summon also turned into a 30-meter-tall golden body with three heads and 18 arms. However, his celestial device was different from Zhunti's. Summon sat on the Twelfth Rank Golden Lotus of Merit. His aura soared and he was full of Buddha's anger. The two of them were ready to fight at any moment. With the same cultivation and the Lingbao's ability to attack and defend, it would be difficult for them to determine the winner in a short time.
The Puppet of the Blood God, Zhen Yuanzi, and Cangjie Qi fought against Zhunti, while Mu Sen fought against Summon. The two sides were evenly matched and used all their means, dazzling the onlookers. At this time, they also deeply felt the power of the Origin and were looking forward to the Way of the Origin. After all, they were just nonentities without entering the Origin.
This stalemate obviously surprised some people, especially the remaining Saints who had yet to make a move. They originally thought that the Two Saints of the West would be able to completely disrupt Minghe's plan to go through the Heavenly Tribulation. But now, Minghe had to face more than half of the Heavenly Punishment, but the Two Saints of the West were still unable to take a step forward.
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