Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 444 [Destroy the Saint with one hand and control the way of heaven]

The world of gods and demons has long been ruled by the heavens, so the fusion of the two worlds does not cause much discomfort except for the shock of this earth-shattering handwriting.

Even because of the integration of the continents, communication between the two worlds has become easier.

After Zhang Yan finished all this, he closed his eyes slightly and curved the corners of his mouth slightly, comprehending the laws of Tao from heaven and earth.

Magnificent! It was vast, like bathing in warm water, and felt more intimate than ever before. Zhang Yan was no stranger to this feeling.

The two worlds merged together, Zhang Yan was also able to control the way of heaven, and as a saint of the way of heaven, he was an existence that was in the palm of his hand.

No wonder, there is a saying that under the way of heaven, saints are also ants.

Indeed, under the law of heaven, even a saint is nothing more than an ant. Zhang Yan can feel that he has control over the entire prehistoric world.

After doing all this, Zhang Yan took a long time to come back to his senses and looked sideways at the Second Saint of the West, who didn't look very good-looking.

Zhang Yan never intended to let go of the Second Sage of the West. Whether it was the original plot against him or the plot against Xuanmen, Zhang Yan kept it all in mind, but he had never been able to find a good way before.

The saints of heaven are immortal. Zhang Yan can only fall in front of the opponent and cannot kill the opponent at all, so he has not taken action against them.

But things are different now. To the saints, Zhang Yan is the way of heaven and has the power of life and death over them.

"Tianzun Daoyan, please forgive me and forgive me."

Jie Yin's face was sad, and his wrinkled cheeks could almost kill a fly. They didn't want to run, but now they knew clearly that running was of no use.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly and did not speak. Instead, he stretched out a palm as white as jade and shook it at the Second Saint of the West.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the world stopped, and a heart-stopping mysterious light fell down and enveloped the bodies of the two saints in the west.

This light, filled with the power of Tao, enveloped the Second Saint of the West, and a vast power spread out.

"Hey! Amitabha."

The two sages of the West lowered their brows and chanted the Buddha's name softly. At the last moment, they did not show any panic or panic, but only a sense of indifference and relief.

In this vast ocean of power, within a few breaths, the two auras belonging to the Two Saints of the West were completely crushed.

Their bodies spurted out majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The two of them practiced countless Yuanhui. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in their bodies was so terrifying that it directly formed a spiritual energy tide in the entire land and fed back to the heaven and earth.

At the same time, two purple auras floated out from their bodies.

Zhang Yan saw this, his eyes flashed, he rolled up his sleeves, and pocketed the two purple energy.

"The Hongmeng Purple Qi is part of the way of heaven."

Zhang Yan smiled slightly. After becoming Heavenly Dao, Zhang Yan's understanding of Hongmeng Ziqi became clearer.

This Hongmeng Purple Qi was conceived by the laws of the Real Dao. At the beginning, Hongjun only gave birth to the Seven Paths, and only with the Hongmeng Purple Qi could he become a saint of the Heavenly Dao.

In the prehistoric times, the saints of the way of heaven were able to control the power of the world. They were immortal and had few opponents in the same realm. This was the benefit of becoming a saint of the way of heaven.

But now, with the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the hands of Zhang Yan, he can also cultivate two strong saints. As for who they will be, Zhang Yan has already made a decision in his heart.

As the Lord of the Heaven Realm, Yang Jiao is now in charge of three great worlds and has great luck. He has become the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Da Luo in recent days and does not need the Hongmeng Purple Qi at all. Likewise, Wutian, as the leader of the Buddhist and Demonic Sect, has reached the half-step to the Hunyuan realm, and will soon become the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

Only Nezha and Yang Jian have not made much progress in their cultivation. If it were before, Zhang Yan might not consider letting them become saints through the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

However, now that the world is integrated and Zhang Yan can also control the ancient world, it doesn't matter to him.

"Perhaps, it won't be long before our Zizhou Mansion lineage will include half of the saints and powerful men in the ancient world."

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, but did not show how happy he was. The fusion of all realms will surely reappear the situation in the chaotic period, when the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals were everywhere.

At that time, the saint will only be able to intervene in the battle.

Not many people knew about the fall of the Second Saint of the West. Only the saints knew about it. Now, almost all the saints in the world are close to Zhang Yan. There was not much disturbance about the fall of the Second Saint of the West.

However, Zhang Yan's move caused some turmoil among the saints, especially now that Zhang Yan's identity is Tiandao!
  Among them, the one with the greatest mood swings was Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhang Yan was almost seen by Yuanshi Tianzun with his own eyes. Now he has surpassed saints like them and has become a Hunyuan stepless golden immortal, far beyond the existence of saints. How could he not sigh with emotion.

Zhang Yan returned to Zizhou Mansion and ordered to summon Yang Jian and Nezha.

Although the heaven was rebuilt, Nezha did not return to the heaven to serve. He still held the position of Demon Lord in the Buddhist and Demon Sect. However, Yang Jian chose to return to the heaven to help Yang Jiao. After all, they were both brothers.

Nezha and Yang Jian, who received Zhang Yan's call, did not dare to hesitate at all. They put down what they were doing and came to Zizhou Mansion as quickly as possible.

A few months later, two rainbow lights fell on Zizhou Mansion almost at the same time.

Now that the two worlds are integrated, Quasi-Sage cannot break through the space to move in space, and can only fly. The speed is naturally much slower. Otherwise, with the cultivation of the two Quasi-Sages in the middle stage, they would have reached Zizhou Mansion long ago.

"Senior Brother Yang Jian, do you think there is any reason for Master calling us back to the mountain?"

As soon as Nezha landed, he asked Yang Jian eagerly.

Hearing this, Yang Jian shook his head slightly, but at the same time he said to Nezha, "Your eager temper has not changed after all these years."

"Let's go see Master first."

Nezha followed Yang Jian, curled his lips, and muttered something softly.

The two of them walked straight towards the main hall of Zizhou Mansion.

"Disciple Nezha (Yang Jian), please see the master."

"Crench!"

Nezha and Yang Jian both stood up and walked in with solemn expressions as the main door of Zizhou Mansion opened without wind.

"You are all here."

Zhang Yan looked at his two disciples with a pleased expression on his face.

Zhang Yan actually has quite a lot of disciples, among them Xuanyuan and Dayu are also good, but after accepting these two, there are some other things mixed in, so there haven't been too many contacts.

(End of this chapter)