I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

"Those creatures with fur and armor, born from wet eggs, dare to talk about justice? It's utterly laughable!"

Enraged, Master Puhua flipped his hand, and a shimmering purple gourd appeared in his palm.

The gourd was surrounded by eerie black energy, clearly indicating that it was not a benevolent creature.

"Take it!"

He suddenly pulled out the gourd stopper, and an endless suction force burst forth, distorting the surrounding air.

This is the magical treasure he has kept hidden for so long—the Soul-Scattering Gourd.

This treasure is extremely vicious; it can absorb living beings into it, and after forty-nine days, their souls will dissipate and their bodies will turn to water.

Originally despised by the orthodox Xuanmen sect, Master Puhua, for the sake of his reputation, never dared to use it lightly. Now, forced into a desperate situation, he could no longer care about such things.

"What a wicked disciple of the Zhuo Cult! He harbors demonic treasures to harm people; does he even deserve to call himself a righteous sect?"

Bai Jin was furious, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

The two immortals, Ruyi Xian and Ji Weng Dafashi, who were engaged in a fierce battle nearby, also stopped fighting instantly, and turned their gazes to Puhua Zhenren with surprise and disdain.

Under their gazes, Master Puhua felt somewhat embarrassed, but he still forced himself to remain calm and said coldly, "A demonic treasure and a wicked beast are a perfect match!"

Before he finished speaking, he activated the Soul-Scattering Gourd with all his might, and a black wind howled out, instantly entangling Bai Jin and forcibly pulling him into the gourd.

Bai Jin struggled frantically inside the gourd, and the Giant Sword slashed repeatedly, causing the gourd to expand and contract violently, and cracks spread across its surface.

Master Puhua's heart tightened upon seeing this. Only after a quarter of an hour, when the gourd returned to its original state, did he breathe a sigh of relief, assuming that Bai Jin had been refined.

"Is this what they call the righteous path of the Xuanmen? Relying on demonic treasures to act recklessly, it's truly despicable."

Ruyi Xian sneered, her tone full of mockery.

Although she was unwilling to help Bai Jin, she also disapproved of Pu Hua Zhenren's despicable behavior.

"I am naturally of the righteous path, and that wicked beast is not worthy of my righteous methods! Demonic treasures are neither good nor evil; using them to subdue such evil spirits makes them celestial treasures!"

Master Puhua refused to admit his mistake. In his view, what did it matter if he lost face as long as he could get rid of Bai Jin?

In this world, the victors always have the final say.

"Fellow Daoist's absurd reasoning is truly shameful to us!"

Grand Master Jiweng, though gentle by nature, was now enraged, his gaze toward True Man Puhua filled with disdain.

He used to call him his junior brother, but now he calls him a fellow Daoist, which means he has completely severed ties with him.

After being interrogated by the two men, Master Puhua was filled with rage, and a wicked thought suddenly arose in his mind: why not go all the way and get rid of these two at once, so that no one would know what happened today!

Once the thought took hold, he could no longer suppress it, and his eyes instantly turned sinister.

That hint of malice, though extremely subtle, could not escape the perception of Ruyi Xian and Grand Master Ji Weng.

They are all among the most outstanding young people in the mortal realm, and are extremely sensitive to malice.

Especially Ruyi Xian, who could transform from plants into human form and possessed an innate keen sense of perception, instantly sensed something was amiss, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "Hmm? Could it be that you also harbor murderous intent towards us?"

Master Puhua was startled and quickly denied it, saying, "Nonsense!"

Ruyi Xian sneered, her tone certain: "Sorry, but I cultivate the Mind-Observation Technique, making me extremely sensitive to malice. Your malicious thoughts just now were crystal clear. Perhaps you intend to wipe us all out in one fell swoop? How dare you!"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Grand Master Jiweng's eyes. Combining this with True Person Puhua's despicable actions, he instantly understood everything and asked in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, is what she said true?"

"Absolutely not! She's spouting nonsense!"

Master Puhua tried to defend himself, knowing that if he admitted it, he would be in big trouble.

"The leader of the Zhuo Cult is despicable and shameless. First, he used a demonic artifact to harm Bai Jin, and then he harbored malicious intentions towards us! Fellow Daoist, why don't we kill this fiend first, and then settle our past grievances? What do you say?"

Taking advantage of the situation, Ruyi Xian made a suggestion to Ji Weng, gathering spiritual energy at her fingertips, already ready to take action.

"Can!"

The Venerable Master Jiweng immediately nodded.

The three religions have always been fighting each other. If we can kill Puhua Zhenren, it will be a heavy blow to the Zhuo religion. Why not do it?

Without further ado, the two attacked simultaneously, their moves ruthless and merciless.

They were already evenly matched with Master Puhua, and now that the two had joined forces, Master Puhua was instantly at a disadvantage and was forced to retreat in defeat.

In particular, Grand Master Ji Weng, as the number one young master of the four sects, possessed unfathomable strength. Every move he made carried an overwhelming force, bringing endless pressure to True Person Puhua.

In no time, Master Puhua was covered in wounds and coughing up blood repeatedly, forced into a desperate situation.

"Don't you feel ashamed for ganging up on us?"

Master Puhua roared and screamed, his tone filled with despair and resentment.

"What morality can you talk about with shameless people?"

Ruyi Xian sneered, becoming even more ruthless, determined to take this opportunity to eliminate this scourge.

Master Jiweng understood immediately and intensified his attack, seemingly about to completely kill Master Puhua.

"Since that's the case, then let's all perish together!"

A madness flashed in Master Puhua's eyes. He raised the Soul-Scattering Gourd again, yanked off the stopper, and tried to use the same trick to take both of them away at once.

But to his utter surprise, the moment the gourd's mouth opened, a dazzling white light burst forth!

Bai Jin, wielding the Giant Sword, burst forth from the gourd in a rage. The sword light flashed like lightning, aiming straight for Pu Hua Zhenren's neck. His furious roar shook the heavens: "You despicable villain, did you really think I would be refined by this demonic treasure? Die!"

The sudden attack caught Master Puhua completely off guard. Before he could even react, his head was severed by a sword and rolled to the ground.

But he was not completely dead. His head was separated from his body, his eyes were rolling around, and his mouth was opening and closing as if he wanted to say something, but he could not make a sound.

A golden primordial spirit instantly burst forth from the physical body, attempting to abandon it and escape.

How could Bai Jin give him a chance? With a flash, he unleashed the Giant Sword once more, its sharp light determined to completely annihilate his primordial spirit and eliminate any future troubles.

Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed from the sky: "You beast, you're courting death!"

A colossal hand, capable of blotting out the sky, descended from the clouds with a destructive force, aiming directly at Bai Jin, clearly intending to save Pu Hua Zhenren's primordial spirit.

The words had barely left his lips when three angry shouts rang out in succession, shaking the heavens and the earth: "Supreme Lord, how dare you!"

"You shameless old man, how dare you interfere in the squabbles of the younger generation?"

"Despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

These three voices were none other than the Old Venerable, the Primordial Venerable, and the Flower Mother.

The three had been watching the battle closely, and when they saw that the First Venerable dared to bully the weak, they were instantly enraged.

Especially the old master, before he finished speaking, a dazzling sword light was already slashed out, spanning millions of miles, rushing from the sky. Just as the sky-covering giant hand was about to touch Bai Jin, the sword light accurately collided with the giant hand!

"Clang!"

The sword's cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth, deafeningly loud. The First Venerable's large hand was jerked back by the sword light, and his furious roar echoed through the air: "Old Venerable, how dare you attack me!"

A golden light flashed, and a middle-aged man with a high forehead, red face, black beard, and extraordinary demeanor appeared.

He was dressed in a yellow robe with gold trim, his eyes were piercing and filled with ferocity, and his face was slightly ferocious. He was none other than the leader of the Zhuo Cult, the First Venerable.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light flashed again, and an old man in a green robe stepped forward on his sword. He had white eyebrows and a white beard, carried a green sword on his back, and stood as straight as a mountain peak. His sharpness was fully revealed, and his aura was fierce. It was none other than the Old Venerable.

"Your Excellency, you are disrespectful to your elders! The struggles among the younger generation should be resolved by them themselves. You, the dignified leader of the Zhuo Sect, dare to ambush my disciple. Have you no shame?"

The old man's tone was icy, and his killing intent was palpable. If he hadn't reacted in time, Bai Jin would have been dead by now.

The old master was known for his fierce temperament and fierce protectiveness of his own, but he also adhered to the unspoken rules of the cultivation world: elders were not allowed to interfere in the fights of juniors.

However, the First Venerable broke the rules and dared to secretly kill him, which enraged him.

When Bai Jin was sucked into the gourd, he was anxious but managed to suppress his urge to attack. Yet the First Venerable disregarded even this basic rule. How despicable!

"I dealt with this beast fairly and squarely; how can you call it a sneak attack?"

The First Venerable snorted coldly, resorting to sophistry, "Bullying the weak may be inappropriate, but is it morally justifiable for the two of them to join forces to attack my disciple?"

"The chief disciples of the three major religions besieged my Zhuo Sect disciples. It would be one thing to destroy their physical bodies, but to go so far as to exterminate them and destroy their primordial spirits. How is such viciousness any different from that of demons and heretics?"

The First Venerable showed no intention of admitting his mistake. With a wave of his hand, a golden light protected the primordial spirit of True Man Puhua.

Seeing his disciple end up like this, his anger grew even stronger, and his gaze toward the three elders became increasingly sinister.

"Supreme Lord, you look respectable, yet your heart is so despicable! Your disciple's wicked intentions and misuse of demonic treasures have incurred the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people. Instead of examining and correcting your own ways, you resort to sophistry and unreasonable arguments? Truly, like father, like son; the wicked offspring you've raised dare to wreak havoc on the world!"

A melodious voice, carrying a chilling aura, exploded in the wind, and a graceful figure stepped through the air.

A long, sapphire blue dress adorned with a hundred flowers swayed in the air, her body exuding a captivating fragrance. Her beautiful face, radiant with youthful charm, was strikingly slender, her waist as delicate as a willow, and her bright eyes seemed to hold the gentle waves of spring.

With each graceful step she took, the world seemed to lose its color, captivating all beings.

Ruyi Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, and in her wild joy, she shouted, "Master!"

The person who came was none other than Flower Mother.

Now that the Old Venerable and the First Venerable have both appeared, she no longer needs to hide.

Today's events are far beyond the control of the younger generation; only her personal intervention can keep the situation under control.

The Flower Mother smiled gently and stroked Ruyi Xian's long hair, her eyes full of approval, clearly extremely satisfied with her disciple's performance.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Grand Master Ji Weng had already bowed deeply to the void, his tone extremely respectful: "Welcome, Venerable Master!"

Ripples suddenly appeared in the void, like a boulder hitting a calm lake. Yuan Zun stepped out from the ripples, his body radiating Daoist energy, and his oppressive aura instantly enveloped the entire area.

He nodded slightly to Grand Master Jiweng, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing directly at the First Venerable: "Your disciple brought this upon himself; he deserves to die."

Targeted by everyone, the First Venerable was enraged. He coldly swept his gaze across the entire scene, his aura surging: "What? Wasn't attacking my disciple enough? Now you want to join forces to attack me?"

Before he finished speaking, the emerald jade ruyi floating behind his head suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, its Daoist aura solidified, already assuming a decisive battle stance, ready to fight against many at any moment.