Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

The cloud of blood mist dissipated in mid-air, leaving not even the slightest fluctuation of the primordial spirit.

The Western Sect disciples behind Kasyapa all fell silent.

The Golden Immortal who was shouting the loudest just moments ago was instantly struck by lightning and wiped out. This way of dying was too quick and too cruel.

No one dared to step forward again.

Kasyapa stared at Chen Changsheng, his chest tight with a heavy feeling.

The Western Sect has been short of people in recent years. A Golden Immortal might not be much in other places, but in the West, he is already a disciple who can stand on his own.

Chen Changsheng killed without hesitation, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

This is not about reasoning.

This is like stepping on the face of Western religions and coming straight to their door.

"The Heavenly Enforcer!"

Kasyapa spoke in a deep voice, and golden light of merit began to surge around him.

"This is the sacred ground of a sage. Do you truly believe you are invincible throughout the primordial world?"

"You killed my Western disciples without authorization and destroyed my Western mountains and rivers. Even if you have the Heavenly Court and the Jie Sect behind you, you should still give an explanation!"

Chen Changsheng finally raised his eyes and glanced at Jiaye.

"Explain?"

"Who do you think you are, to talk to me about explanations?"

That's a very straightforward statement.

Kasyapa's face immediately darkened.

As a direct disciple of the Sage of Reception, he had already entered the realm of Quasi-Sage. In daily life, all the Western disciples treated him with utmost respect.

Today, being humiliated by Chen Changsheng in front of hundreds of disciples, even he felt his face burning.

"Chen Changsheng, don't go too far!"

"Too much?"

Chen Changsheng chuckled.

"I have come to the West today not to fight with you for a mountain, nor am I interested in killing a few foolish disciples."

"I came here for only two people."

"Hand over the person, and I'll leave immediately."

Kasyapa frowned.

"Two people?"

"Who?"

Chen Changsheng stood atop the Thunder Spear, his late-stage Primordial Golden Immortal power slowly circulating within him.

The thunderclouds between heaven and earth pressed down lower and lower.

The Western disciples felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

"Yang Tianyou".

"Yang Jiao".

As the two names were mentioned, Kasyapa's heart skipped a beat.

really.

The sage had already guessed it.

Chen Changsheng's trip was truly for that old matter from back then.

Yang Tianyou is alright.

That person had already converted to Buddhism and had now attained the status of a Bodhisattva in Buddhism. He had done many shady things for the Western religion.

But Yang Jiao was different.

Yang Jiao possesses the bloodline of Yao Ji and inherits the fortune of the Heavenly Court, making his background exceptionally extraordinary.

The Sages Jieyin and Zhunti had long ago decided to cultivate Yang Jiao into a holy son of Western Buddhism.

This is an important piece in the future of Western religion.

Hand it over?

Impossible.

Kasyapa remained silent for a moment, then clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Amitabha, the Heavenly Lord of Law Enforcement has probably come to the wrong place."

"In our Western Religion's secluded place of cultivation, we have never seen any Yang Jiao, nor do we know Yang Tianyou."

"If the Heavenly Lord is looking for someone, he should look elsewhere."

"Mount Sumeru is the place where two saints cultivated themselves in seclusion. It is not a place that anyone can venture into."

Chen Changsheng laughed after hearing this.

"it is good."

"very good."

He hadn't expected Kasyapa to honestly hand over the person anyway.

He had long understood the true nature of Western religion.

If you take something from someone else, then you have a connection with the West.

They did shameless things, yet they can still put on a compassionate and sympathetic act.

"Since you say no, then things are simple."

Chen Changsheng raised his hand and pointed to Mount Sumeru, which was shrouded in Buddhist light in the distance.

"I'll go in and find it myself."

"If you can't find it, I'll apologize."

"I've found them. I'll take Yang Jiao and Yang Tianyou with me."

Kasyapa's heart surged with anger.

"Chen Changsheng, how dare you!"

"Mount Sumeru is not a place for you to run wild!"

"If you take another step forward, you will be making an enemy of my entire Western Religion!"

Chen Changsheng did not answer.

The Thunder Spear was thrust forward.

His figure transformed into a streak of purple lightning, rushing directly towards Mount Sumeru.

"Stop him!"

Kasyapa shouted and raised his hand to summon a string of golden prayer beads.

The prayer beads consisted of 108 beads, each engraved with a Buddhist mantra. After they flew out, they immediately transformed into 108 golden mountains.

Mountains stretched across the sky, pressing down on Chen Changsheng.

Hundreds of Western Christian disciples also formed mudras at the same time.

A vast expanse of Buddha's light converged, forming a gigantic golden net.

They dared not kill Chen Changsheng.

But if Chen Changsheng were to barge into Mount Sumeru like this, the Western Sect would truly become a laughing stock in the primordial world.

Chen Changsheng raised the Thunder Spear.

"Get out of here."

A sound fell.

The Thunder Spear unleashed a burst of lightning.

boom!

The first golden mountain was pierced by the divine spear and blasted open.

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

The mountain formed from 108 Buddhist beads did not last more than a few breaths against the Thunder Spear.

Kasyapa's magical artifacts, which he had refined for many years, shattered one after another.

With each broken Buddhist rosary, his face paled a little more.

When the last Buddhist bead exploded, Kasyapa spat out a mouthful of golden blood and his body was pushed back thousands of feet.

He stared intently at Chen Changsheng, his heart sinking completely.

Both are quasi-saints.

However, Chen Changsheng, a late-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal, possessed combat power that ordinary Quasi-Saints could not even touch.

"Form the Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas!"

Kasyapa gritted his teeth and gave the order.

The Western disciples dared not hesitate and sat cross-legged in the void.

The sound of Buddhist chants resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Hundreds of golden rays shot into the sky, forming a giant Buddha image.

The Buddha's shadow raised its palm, and the Buddha Kingdom unfolded in its palm, pressing down on Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng watched the giant hand fall, and slowly raised the Thunder God Spear in his hand.

"this one?"

The next moment, he took a step forward.

"Thunder Emperor's Finger."

A giant, purplish-gold finger descended from the thunderclouds and struck the Buddha's palm directly.

Kasyapa's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Disperse!"

But it was too late.

【boom!】

The moment the golden lightning finger struck, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation trembled violently.

The Buddha image, formed from the magical power of hundreds of Western disciples, first developed a crack in its palm.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks spread rapidly.

The entire Buddha's palm exploded into a shower of golden light.

Lei Di's finger did not stop.

It pierced through the Buddha's chest, and violent lightning rampaged through the Buddha's body.

"puff!"

Hundreds of Western Christian disciples vomited blood simultaneously.

Many people fell directly from mid-air and crashed into the barren mountains below.

The once imposing Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation vanished completely in an instant.

Kasyapa stood there, his face turning pale and then flushed.

He knew Chen Changsheng was strong.

But he never expected it to be this strong.

With hundreds of disciples joining forces to form an array, and with him, a quasi-saint, in charge, they still couldn't withstand a single move from Chen Changsheng.

How can we fight like this?

"Venerable Kasyapa!"

A Taiyi Golden Immortal flew over in a disheveled state and said urgently.

"This man's ferocity is too overwhelming; perhaps we should ask the two sages to intervene!"

"shut up!"

Kasyapa rebuked him sternly.

If a sage were to personally intervene for a junior in the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, would the Western Sect still have any face left?

Moreover, the fact that neither Jieyin nor Zhunti appeared directly was already quite telling.