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

Yaochi's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Haotian's head.

Yes!

When you're too concerned, you lose your focus and forget this most crucial detail!

The Tongtian Sect Leader is the number one fiercely protective parent in the primordial world!

Chen Changsheng was his most valued grand-disciple and also the Dharma Protector of the Jie Sect.

If that old bastard Zhunti dares to mess with Chen Changsheng, isn't that like provoking the Grand Duke Jupiter or lighting a lamp in a latrine?

Haotian's tense body gradually relaxed, and the crimson in his eyes faded considerably.

He regained the composure and majesty of the Heavenly Emperor, but the anger in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

"Hoo..." Haotian let out a long breath, looking at the figure in the Haotian Mirror who had single-handedly fought against a saint, a trace of admiration and heartache flashed in his eyes.

"You're right, I acted impulsively."

"However, I will remember this debt!" Haotian said coldly. "This matter is not over today! After the Great Tribulation, I will make the Western Sect pay back with interest!"

Meanwhile, on Jin'ao Island, outside Biyou Palace.

"Senior Brother! Why are you stopping me! Changsheng can't hold on much longer!"

Zhao Gongming, as if possessed, desperately tried to break free from Duobao Daoren's restraint and rush westward.

The moment he saw Zhunti's true form descend, his heart sank to the bottom. And when he saw Chen Changsheng actually break free from the protection of the Eastern Emperor Bell and launch a fierce attack on the Sage, he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Junior brother, calm down!" Daoist Duobao held Zhao Gongming tightly, shouting, "What can you do if you go now? Die with Changsheng? He's a saint!"

"Look at the sky! Our Master will surely intervene! You must believe in our Master, and you must also believe in Changsheng!"

Meanwhile, outside the Fire Cloud Cave, the sacred land of the human race, above the city of Chaoge.

Wearing a dragon robe and holding the Xuanyuan Sword, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan was surrounded by a golden dragon formed from the essence of humanity, which roared and circled around him. He was also prepared to go to the rescue at all costs.

But just as he was about to set off, a voice, ethereal yet containing profound truths of the universe, resounded in his mind.

"Third brother, stay in Chaoge with peace of mind. This child has a unique destiny and is not destined for this calamity. He has his own fate."

It was Emperor Fuxi!

The Yellow Emperor paused, and finally slowly restrained his aura.

My elder brother's divination skills are unparalleled in the primordial world. If he says everything is alright, then everything must be alright.

At this moment, above Mount Sumeru, which is the focus of everyone's attention.

Rumble!

Chen Changsheng's spear, brimming with destructive killing intent, collided violently with the golden palm of the Sage Zhunti, which manifested three thousand Buddha kingdoms.

The moment the tip of the God-Slaying Spear pierced into the Buddhist realm, it was tightly bound by countless chains of divine order, making its advance incredibly difficult.

However, Chen Changsheng disregarded everything and poured all his strength into this single shot.

He actually managed to confront the true form of a saint head-on, relying on two innate treasures!

In that stalemate, Chen Changsheng seized a moment of opening and suddenly activated the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"when!"

The bell tolls again, but the target is not Zhunti's Buddha-land, but Zhunti's holy essence!

Soul attack!

The sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell contains the supreme power to suppress the primordial spirit and awe the divine soul!

Even a sage, whose primordial spirit is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao and is indestructible through countless eons, would certainly not feel good if struck solidly by this bell when caught off guard.

Sure enough, the moment the bell rang, a fleeting look of disorientation appeared on the usually placid face of the Sage Zhunti.

His saintly spirit froze for a moment!

In a battle between masters, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.

Not to mention a duel with a sage!

It's now!

Chen Changsheng had been waiting for this opportunity!

"Die!"

He unleashed the most brilliant roar of his life, pushing the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique to its limit, his physical body and blood transforming into a surging torrent, all flowing into the God-Slaying Spear.

The God-Slaying Spear, which was originally tightly bound by the divine chains of the Buddhist Kingdom's order, suddenly emitted a burst of black light!

That pure and extreme law of destruction actually broke the chains of order that were wrapped around the gun one by one!

puff!

A sound so faint it was almost inaudible resounded like a thunderclap from the heavens, echoing in the hearts of all the powerful figures watching the battle.

The tip of the God-Slaying Spear broke through the blockade of the Three Thousand Buddhist Kingdoms, leaving a tiny yet shocking bloodstain on the golden saint's hand.

A drop of sage's blood, tinged with gold and purple, imbued with the supreme divine essence of the Great Dao, slowly seeped from the wound and then dripped down.

Tick.

The holy blood fell, annihilating space and collapsing time wherever it passed, eventually landing on a peak of Mount Sumeru.

boom!

The sacred mountain, which had been bathed in Buddhist light for hundreds of millions of years, was instantly vaporized into nothingness by the terrifying energy contained in the holy blood without even uttering a mournful cry.

At this moment, heaven and earth fell into a deathly silence.

All the powerful beings of the primordial world who were watching this battle, whether it was Haotian of the Heavenly Court, the immortals of the Jie Sect on Jin'ao Island, or the old monsters hidden in the blessed lands, were all frozen in place as if they had been put to rest.

Only one thought was echoing wildly in their minds.

The saint... bled?

A saint who is high above, indestructible, in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, and immortal, was actually injured by a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

hiss!

Gasps of astonishment echoed throughout every corner of the desolate wilderness.

This is absolutely unprecedented since the beginning of time!

This completely overturned their belief that "all men below the saint are but ants"!

It turns out that even saints are not invincible!

It turns out that even ants... can shake the heavens!

Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi's whisk fell to the ground with a "thud." He stared blankly at the dripping holy blood in the water mirror, his eyes first filled with shock, then replaced by an unprecedented fervor and excitement.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The ancestor of the Earthly Immortals trembled with excitement.

"Sages are not invincible! My path... is not alone!"

Damn, this road actually works!

Deep within the sea of ​​blood, the Styx Ancestor looked at the buzzing Yuan Tu and A Bi swords in his hands, his eyes also flashing with a terrifying light.

"A saint sheds blood... Hahaha! Chen Changsheng, you've truly given me a tremendous surprise!"

These veteran powerhouses, stuck at the peak of Quasi-Saint for countless eons, yearn for the Sainthood far more than anything else.

However, the positions of saints are fixed, and there are only nine saints under the Heavenly Dao.

Their only hope was to emulate the great god Pangu and prove the Dao through force.

But that path was too difficult, too uncertain, to the point that even they themselves were about to give up.

But today, Chen Changsheng's shot was like a lightning bolt that pierced through endless darkness, illuminating their path forward and rekindling the flame of "hope" in their hearts!