Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

All eyes were focused on the extraordinary dragon-headed cane in Yang Mei's hand.

Then Yang Mei took out another mirror, which was pitch black and exuded an eerie aura, making even the saints present feel uneasy.

"This item is a treasure that was born with the cursed demon god. It is a cursed mirror that reflects objects and can curse someone who has a karmic connection with the object. Not only will their soul not be destroyed and their karmic connection not be resolved, but they will also be unable to conceal the secrets of heaven by any means."

"Sendou, do you think it will work?"

Yang Mei raised the magic mirror and shone it on the Hunyuan Immortal Dragon Crutch, looking at Hongjun with a confident smile on her face.

Black wisps of energy crawled out of the magic mirror and spread to the Primordial Immortal Dragon Staff. The Primordial Immortal Dragon Staff, which was originally bright and clear, became rotten and dilapidated in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Hongjun's eyes, which had been full of mystery, became dull and lifeless, his aura plummeted, and his figure suspended in the air was like a candle in the wind, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Even the Narahou Corpse Puppet was on its last breath, its black aura dissipating, no longer possessing its former destructive power.

"Strike while the iron is hot!"

Yang Mei shouted, and the other fourteen people attacked Hongjun at the same time. Zhunti was the fastest, and with eighteen hands and twenty-four heads, he raised the blessed pestle and smashed it towards Hongjun.

"Die! Either it's you or it's me! I can't stand this place anymore! After this, my senior brother and I will live in seclusion in Chaos, never to be seen again!"

Zhunti cried out in his heart and began to burn his essence and blood, attacking without defense and holding nothing back. He blessed the vajra with great Buddhist light, and waves of Sanskrit chants swirled around him. A green-gold river appeared in the sky, which was the inverted flow of the Great Way of Compassion.

However, just as Zhunti was about to strike, Rahu, who had been silent all along, suddenly appeared, his black aura concealed, and his speed was even three points faster than at the beginning!

"What!?"

Zhunti was terrified, but then he saw Rahu's Divine Spear flick up, and a black light flashed past. Zhunti couldn't dodge it in time, and Rahu showed no mercy. All twenty-four heads fell to the ground.

The corpse fell to the ground from the sky, the twenty-four heads transformed into twenty-four Buddhist beads, and the torso was lifted up by Rahu with the tip of his spear and hung on the God-Slaying Spear, fluttering in the wind.

Where Zhunti's head was severed, golden blood dripped onto Rahu's body, only to be instantly burned by the black energy, making a sizzling sound.

From the moment Zhunti shouted his attack to the moment Rahu severed all twenty-four heads in one strike, it all happened in an instant. The people behind Zhunti were shocked, but instead of retreating, they advanced, each attacking Rahu with all their might without any restraint.

Amitabha Buddha~

With tears in his eyes, the Buddha of Amitabha manifested a fierce Vajra form in grief, pressing down on Rahu with his enormous palm, and the others also unleashed their strongest offensive powers.

The black mist surrounding Rahu condensed into a black lotus, but it couldn't withstand the combined force of the group and was scattered. Rahu himself was also sent flying backward, and the black mist dissipated, revealing his pale flesh.

As their momentum subsided, the group continued their attack on Hongjun. Suddenly, a strange flush appeared on Hongjun's pale face, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood, which landed on the primordial land, creating a black hole hundreds of millions of miles deep.

After spitting out black blood, Hongjun's dull eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and he regained his senses. With a flick of his righteous spirit whisk, Hongjun took several steps back and blocked the combined attack of the crowd.

The two stood in place again. The guide held twenty-four prayer beads in his hands, clasped them together, and his face had returned to a state of neither sorrow nor joy. Behind him, the blue lotus-colored flag fluttered.

In their second encounter, Zhunti died, Luohou's corpse puppet was seriously injured, Hongjun was slightly injured, and the Hunyuan Immortal Dragon Crutch became corrupted.

Hongjun looked at the corpse of Zhunti impaled on the tip of Rahu's spear, frowned slightly, and shook his head.

"You guys are smarter than I thought. I deliberately kept Rahu from making a move, leaving only Zhunti completely unprepared. The others had no hope of being instantly killed."

After saying that, he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and the three avatars of destiny, and suddenly chuckled.

"However... you still don't seem very clever, or perhaps you really have no other choice?"

"Xu Qing, you actually think you can use the Qi Luck Technique I created to deal with me? That's utterly absurd!"

"You've certainly expended a lot of effort on the three incarnations of destiny and Zhen Yuanzi."

"Rahu, protect me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Hou appeared between Hongjun and the others, holding a whisk of righteous energy. Hongjun himself closed his eyes, made hand seals, and chanted as he cast a spell.

"Don't think that the back door of the Qi Luck Technique is in the physical body. When I chose to use this to test Di Jun and Di Jiang, I had already calculated that the variable would require the use of this technique."

"The so-called three teachings of Man, Chan, and Jie ultimately belong to the Xuanmen (Mysterious Gate). I am the ancestor of the Xuanmen, and this fortune is meant for my use. Heavenly fortune and human fortune, let them be in harmony!"

"My destiny is intertwined with the karma of the Three Pure Ones; I will use this destiny to shatter your avatars and annihilate your true spirits!"

Everyone's expression changed. They had finally managed to injure one of the Rahu and see a glimmer of hope, but if the Three Pure Ones were killed, they would lose the combat power of six saints. Moreover, the one among them was the Lord of the Human Path!

All that could be seen was the chaotic aura of Xu Qing's Qi Luck clone and Zhen Yuanzi. In the blink of an eye, the Qi Luck clone was no longer human, and Zhen Yuanzi's body was cracked, his face contorted in pain.

Hongjun smiled and said coldly, "Anyone who attacks and kills Yang Mei now will be forgiven."

Zhen Yuanzi, seemingly unable to bear the pain, slowly approached Hongjun, pleading, "Dao Ancestor, please stop!"

"Traitor, die!"

Houtu stood closest to Zhen Yuanzi. With a flick of her hand, Xuanhuang Qi transformed into a sharp sword and pierced towards Zhen Yuanzi.

"Why did you have to do this? You insisted on embracing the destiny of the Chan Sect, and now you're suffering the backlash."

Hongjun smiled smugly, reached out to protect Zhen Yuanzi and dragged him behind him, no longer looking at him.

Zhen Yuanzi has betrayed us?!

As everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, Daode stepped forward and uttered the words, "May the Heavenly Venerable bestow boundless blessings upon you."

A mark appeared between his eyebrows, depicting a giant holding a huge axe, standing tall and upright.

"The mark of Pangu's primordial spirit!" Yang Mei exclaimed.

The three streams of fortune, which were originally directed at the Three Pure Ones, are now simultaneously attacking Morality.

Morality neither dodges nor avoids, but simply hands over the Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth to Yuanshi, the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner and the Coiled Dragon Staff to Tongtian, and the Taiji Diagram to Xu Qing.

Then, he bowed to the Pangu primordial spirit mark and said, "Boundless Pangu Father God, my two brothers and I were originally the manifestation of Pangu's primordial spirit. The primordial spirit mark is in my hands. With myriad killings, you can destroy just one of us."

This is a heaven-defying divine power developed by Morality using the Pangu mark. With the mark as a guide and cause and effect as a bridge, it can attract all damage aimed at the Three Pure Ones to itself.

It was named—The Three Pure Ones Unite as One!

Hongjun sensed that fortune was no longer under his control, and his eyes widened suddenly. He had already anticipated that Yang Mei had a backup plan, but he had not expected that Dao De would have such great courage.

Those three powerful and astonishing energies surged against the moral consciousness, ravaging the moral soul and primordial spirit like a storm. In the blink of an eye, the moral spirit dissipated as a wisp of pure energy.

Only one last sentence remains, circulating throughout the vast universe: "The Three Pure Ones merge into one Qi, bowing and looking up, returning to Heaven and Earth."

"Brother!"

The sudden turn of events left Yuanshi and Tongtian at a loss, and they looked sadly towards the place where Daode's figure had disappeared.

Even Xu Qing, who had personally planned this, felt a pang in his heart, his lips trembling as he looked at that wisp of breeze. What a magnificent sight... the Three Pure Ones returning to one.

The three of them spread their divine senses, trying to find a wisp of divine soul or a trace of essence blood, but they found nothing. Hongjun had meticulously planned to obliterate the true spirit and destroy the Great Dao!

Hongjun snorted coldly, "You do have some methods, but even so, you've only managed to save two Saints' combat power. The Dao is dead, so what use are Saints?"