West Niu Hezhou

Sumeru Mountain

At this moment, this mountain, the Western Ancestral Vein, has already plunged into darkness, as if the night had swallowed the entire world.

Gazing into the distance, endless dark clouds have spread across the entire sky, save for the azure thunder and lightning, not a glimmer of light could penetrate the thick curtain of blackness.

In the darkness, a somber aura enshrouded the entire mountaintop.

Lightning streaked across the sky, like a colossal dragon ripping through the darkness, instantly drawing back the curtains.

Peal after peal of earth-shattering thunder rolled on, deafening those who heard it.

Above the churning dark clouds, an ocean formed from countless gathered bolides of lightning surged tumultuously.

Sect Hierarch Tongtian's face revealed a hint of excited glee, offering up the Qingping Sword into the air, ready to flit out at any moment.

Seeing this, Saints Jieyin and Zhunti each also brought out their magical artifacts.

However, Sect Hierarch Tongtian did not make the first move, instead silently standing there watching the two Saints.

"Mercy, Mercy!"

Saint Jieyin pressed his palms together as the twelve grades of Merit Golden Lotus beneath him flickered with a faint treasure glow.

"I've long heard that fellow Daoist's mastery of the Sword Dao is unrivaled in the Primordial era, today I, a poor Daoist, am eager to experience it!"

As he spoke, Saint Zhunti manifested a Seven Treasures Miao Tree from thin air in his hand, its branches lush and leaves densely veined, adorned with all manner of precious gems.

The Seven Treasures Miao Tree released Infinite Treasure Light, weaving a canopy of trees that enveloped Saint Zhunti himself.

Sect Hierarch Tongtian stood towering above the Sea of Thunder, with a colossal figure of Divine Thunder behind him, his gaze casually swept over the Dharma Images of Saints Jieyin and Zhunti, flickering with a touch of disdain.

Although both individuals before him were Saints, he, Tongtian, had yet to take them seriously!

"If that is so, then please, dear fellow Daoists, taste the flavor of this sword of mine!"

Sect Hierarch Tongtian bellowed angrily, raising the Qingping Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the Sea of Thunder within a tens of thousands of kilometers radius churned suddenly, roaring and rushing towards Saints Jieyin and Zhunti with wild abandon.

"Mercy, Mercy!"

Saint Jieyin muttered under his breath, while the twelve grades of Merit Golden Lotus beneath him also burst forth with Infinite Treasure Light, shielding his entire being imperviously.

However, the treasure light was unable to prevent the ravaging of the Sea of Thunder, as Divine Thunders from within constantly penetrated the protection of the Merit Golden Lotus, striking his body.

In but a moment, Saint Jieyin's massive golden body was forced to repeatedly retreat.

Only when a multicolored Shariputra rose above his head did he momentarily halt the setback.

"Junior Brother, quickly aid me!"

Saint Jieyin, while struggling desperately, called out to Saint Zhunti for help.

"Senior Brother, do not worry!"

With a clear shout from Saint Zhunti, the Seven Treasures Miao Tree in his hand swept across the empty sky...

Whoosh!

A rainbow light flashed by, and the Qingping Sword hurtling towards him was deflected.

But with an outstretched hand from Sect Hierarch Tongtian, the Qingping Sword returned to his grasp and was not swept away by that rainbow light.

"What a marvelous Seven Treasures Miao Tree!"

Seeing that his Qingping Sword had returned without success, Sect Hierarch Tongtian couldn't help but snort coldly.

Facing the combined strength of Saints Jieyin and Zhunti, Sect Hierarch Tongtian showed no signs of weakness, the colossal figure of the thunder giant behind him almost occupied the entire sky, directly bringing the Power of Laws from countless Daoists down upon Saint Jieyin with a palm strike.

At the same time, two beams of Divine Light burst forth from Sect Hierarch Tongtian's sharp eyes, firmly locking onto Saint Zhunti.

Petals of green lotus manifested from the void.

From within every petal, thunder light erupted.

Billions upon billions of Divine Thunders surged out from the Sea of Thunder, striking towards them both.

"Mercy, Mercy!"

Saint Jieyin continuously chanted, while the twelve grades of Merit Golden Lotus tightly guarded him.

The golden lotus released Infinite Buddha Light, and at the same time, he quickly raised his hands to his chest, revealing numerous Great Thousand Worlds within his palms, numbering three thousand!

The lightning from the Sea of Thunder entered the Great Thousand World, shattering nearly a thousand barriers before finally ceasing.

Within each of these Great Thousand Worlds lived countless creatures, all of whom believed in the teachings of the Western Sect, spending their time devoutly in prayer and recitation outside of their necessities for living.

As the barriers of the Great Thousand Worlds broke, voices of recitation from these endless beings also transmitted out, a sight that looked extraordinarily astonishing.

Although this scene also caught Sect Hierarch Tongtian's attention, he merely glanced at it and then moved his gaze away.

A Palm Buddha Country, it wasn't worth his further attention.

"Trivial trick, watch me break it!"

With a cold shout, Sect Hierarch Tongtian summoned a sword light, which flew out before him.

The sword light dazzled, obscuring the stars.

"All is good, all is good!"

Saint Jieyin sighed, the Shariputra above his head radiating halo light, while the twelve grades of Merit Golden Lotus beneath him transformed into numerous lotus seeds.

These lotus seeds rapidly rooted and germinated in the void, blooming into pure and sacred White Lotuses.

Yet under that sword light, the White Lotuses still shattered one after another.

The scintillating sword light continued to fall towards Saint Jieyin.

In response, a Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag materialized from above his head into the open sky.

In that instant, boundless light of virtue blossomed from the Green Lotus Treasure Color, forming layer upon layer of hindrance, which finally blocked the sword strike.

"Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag?"

Sect Hierarch Tongtian raised his brow slightly, his eyes sweeping over the twelve grades of Merit Golden Lotus, the Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag, and the Shariputra one by one, as if finding the situation somewhat challenging.