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Chapter 428 The Seven Saints Gather!

"Such a thing is true!"

The Primordial World of Central Plains - Above the Nine Heavens!

The Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages gathered together, gazing at the white night where Zeus was wrestling, a hint of disbelief flashing in their eyes.

As expected of a visitor from beyond the realm, he actually managed to hold his own against Zeus.

Other sages might suspect that there were sages with even higher cultivation helping them behind the scenes, and they especially suspect that it was done by the sages of Zhongzhou.

However, all five sages knew Bai Ye's background: he was outside the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements.

At this moment, countless saints throughout the Five Domains turned their attention to this place, eager to watch the spectacle, but in the blink of an eye, they all became restless.

Zeus, who had been humiliated because he suspected that a saint had intervened, was now preparing to unleash his full power.

The saints were dumbfounded when they saw the massive muscles bulging on Zeus's arms and the bulging veins when he unleashed his full power.

It's just a tug-of-war, but this is the start of the end times!

In the blink of an eye, the vast and boundless power exploded, and even the slightest leak was enough to destroy the entire Five Domains countless times.

In an instant, Mount Olympus could no longer hold on, and after collapsing, decomposing, shattering, and annihilating, it turned into an indescribable chaotic mass.

Several sages arrived at the scene immediately and firmly blocked the dissipating energy, preventing everything from being destroyed.

These saints looked deeply displeased and unhappy with Zeus's madness.

But before they could even question it, they were astonished to see that on the other end of the rope that Zeus was holding, the White Night remained calm.

The pristine white right arm, gripping the rope like a work of art, never trembled in the slightest.

"How is this possible?!"

The saints were horrified, but Zeus, as someone who had experienced it firsthand, was even more shocked.

He looked at the thin rope that was trembling constantly under his full strength in disbelief.

The rope is now being stretched taut, but it is as rigid as a body and cannot be destroyed.

Protecting this rope is the power emanating from Bai Ye.

This also proves that the power Bai Ye displayed was far, far greater than his.

But how could that be! A mere quasi-saint?

"Looks like you're exhausted."

On the scene, Bai Ye gripped the rope tightly in his right hand, his expression calm, a slight mockery on his lips, as he looked at Zeus, who was far weaker than him at this moment.

"Then I should consider myself the winner of this match."

As Bai Ye spoke, he gently tugged with his right hand.

The rope in Zeus's hand was irresistibly pulled away by Bai Ye.

The rope swung in the air for a moment after it was released.

The end of the rope struck Zeus's white-bearded cheek directly, making a soft "snap" sound.

A slap in the face, a blatant slap in the face.

Although it did not cause any effective harm, it was extremely insulting.

"Mortal, you're courting death!"

Recalling the sensation of the hemp rope slapping his cheek, extreme anger brewed in Zeus's heart.

But in the next moment, before he could erupt, a right hand, as white as jade, pressed down on the top of his head.

"Now you are a mortal."

A mysterious vortex appeared in the palm of the White Night, which, once pressed down, could capture Zeus.

Baiye once said that if he won, he would ask Zeus to play a game.

He had long disliked this lecherous old man, so he prepared a game that was very suitable for him.

But just before he could touch Zeus, an ancient, calloused arm grasped White Night's wrist.

The one who stopped Bai Ye was none other than Brahma, the saint and creator god in Hindu mythology.

Although they are all saints, there are differences in their strength, and each saint's path to sainthood is different.

For example, the three saints of India, Brahma Linga and Shiva, were saints at birth.

The primordial saints, on the other hand, need to cultivate themselves to become saints.

As for the saints of Greece, they were made saints through gestation.

Zeus was able to become a saint because his father, the second-generation god-king Cronus, was a saint.

For each saint, the more convenient the path to sainthood, the greater the obstacles they face.

For example, Cronus, the father of Zeus, possessed extraordinary powers, yet he had to accept the arrangements of fate and fulfill his duties.

The duty of Greek saints was to divert their saintly authority by constantly having children.

Every descendant of a sage possesses the sage's absolute immortality and a portion of the power to govern the rules.

To prevent his power from falling into other hands, Cronus chose to swallow his children back into his belly one by one.

This act naturally went against his own path to sainthood, and thus he suffered a great backlash, which directly led to the birth of Zeus, who possessed half of his own power and authority.

After sealing his rebellious father into the abyss in accordance with fate, the new sage Zeus naturally also needed to submit to his destiny.

His fate, like that of his father, was to be dethroned by his youngest son and forever sealed in the abyss.

He also tried to follow his father's example and not have any more children, but the end result was the birth of Athena, the goddess of wisdom who held the greatest power over him.

Therefore, he could only compromise with fate and ensure that his youngest child would never be born by having more children.

Unlike Zeus, who had to constantly share his power with fate, the duties of the three Hindu gods were much simpler.

All they need to do is destroy and create worlds, and occasionally, in accordance with fate, have a romance with a mortal.

Besides, they spent most of their time in ascetic training, and in terms of strength, they were naturally much stronger than Zeus, who was obsessed with pleasure and worried about being rebelled against by his descendants.

At this moment, seeing Bai Ye's hand so close yet held by Brahma, Zeus finally noticed Bai Ye's actions.

All around, the saints each stepped forward, their eyes filled with inquiry. The person before them was truly unbelievable.

In an instant, countless saints surrounded Bai Ye.

Christ, the strongest God, is the embodiment of the power of the Triune God: the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

In Hindu mythology, there are three saints: the creator, the protector, and the destroyer.

Odin and Loki, the two saints in Norse mythology.

Except for the Sage of Zhongzhou, all the other Sages who could come gathered here, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

After all, this was the first time he had encountered such an oddball as Bai Ye since becoming a saint.

Fen Tian looked at Bai Ye indifferently and said, "I think you should listen to me..."

"You don't deserve it."

Amidst the astonished gazes of the saints, Bai Ye arrogantly threw a punch, slamming it at faster-than-light speed toward Fen Tian's right cheek.

But this had no effect; Brahma calmly watched Bai Ye's fist.

All that could be seen was Bai Ye's fist almost touching Brahma's face, but it could never actually make contact.

Because under the power of Brahma, the definition of distance was completely changed.

Bai Ye's right fist is about to face a reality that can never be touched.

(End of this chapter)