Chapter 193 The Helpless Two Western Saints
On the other side, Kunpeng Daoist also summoned the Demon Master's Palace.
A strange demonic light flashed, and ancient demonic characters appeared, enveloping Zhen Yuanzi according to some inexplicable rhythm.
However, the two were already severely injured due to Hongyun's self-destruction, and now, fighting against Zhen Yuanzi, who was going all out, they were inevitably somewhat outmatched and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
"Damn it!"
After several moves, the two cursed their bad luck inwardly, seized an opportunity, unleashed their full power to force Zhen Yuanzi away, and fled into the distance.
"You scoundrels, don't run away!"
Seeing the two trying to escape, Zhen Yuanzi, who was determined to avenge Hongyun Daoist, would not let them go so easily. He immediately roared and summoned the Earth Book to chase after them.
At this moment, the two were severely injured, their strength reduced to less than one-hundredth, making it the perfect opportunity to kill them.
If they missed this day, given Zhen Yuanzi's strength, he would likely never have the chance to kill the two and avenge Hongyun Daoren.
However, Zhen Yuanzi hadn't gone far when, in a fleeting glance, he saw that after Hongyun Daoren's fall, the primordial essence lost here suddenly began to dissipate, slowly returning to the world.
This primordial essence was the result of Hongyun Daoren's entire cultivation, the culmination of countless years of arduous practice, and also the reliance on his rapid recovery of strength after his resurrection. It concerned his future and could not be lost under any circumstances.
Anxious, Zhen Yuanzi disregarded his pursuit of Kunpeng and Minghe, immediately stopping and using his divine powers to collect all the scattered Hongyun essence.
On the other side, the top-tier powerful beings of the prehistoric world, sensing Hongyun Daoren's fall, all turned their gazes to this place, their eyes filled with greed.
Among the top-tier powerful beings of the primordial world, with the exception of a handful, the rest were all from the Purple Cloud Palace. How could they not know that the Red Cloud Daoist possessed the foundation for sainthood?
Now that the Red Cloud Daoist had perished, the Primordial Purple Qi was ownerless. How could these powerful beings not be tempted?
Vast divine thoughts surged forth, shaking the entire universe, sweeping towards this place one after another, searching for the whereabouts of the Primordial Purple Qi.
Before his death, the Red Cloud Daoist was a top-tier powerhouse at the late Quasi-Saint stage, possessing an incredibly profound innate source. Forging a top-grade innate spiritual treasure would be no difficult task for him.
However, not all the powerful beings present were wealthy; some were inevitably short of funds. Upon seeing the innate source left behind by the Red Cloud Daoist, they couldn't help but harbor other thoughts.
"Fellow Daoists, I have no interest in the Primordial Purple Qi. I am only here to collect my brother's belongings. I hope you will not go too far!"
Zhen Yuanzi, who was collecting the essence of Hongyun, saw someone secretly trying to plunder Hongyun's innate essence, and his face turned cold as he spoke in a cold voice.
Who was Zhen Yuanzi?
A great contributor to the Eastern Primordial World, revered by the world as the ancestor of Earth Immortals. People might not fear him, but they could not disregard his dignity. After all, the desolate energy of the Western Lands still relied on him to resist.
If Zhen Yuanzi was pushed too far and he abandoned his post, finding another great being who could selflessly manage the primordial earth veins would not be an easy task.
Therefore, the few people who had secretly attacked him quickly withdrew their supernatural powers, extinguished their greed, and focused on searching for the whereabouts of the Primordial Purple Qi.
"Huh!"
"Where is it?"
"Where did the Primordial Purple Qi go?"
"Could it be that it has already been taken by Daoist Styx?"
The divine senses of the group of powerful cultivators swept the area repeatedly, but they couldn't find any trace of the Primordial Purple Qi. They couldn't help but feel puzzled and turned their attention to Daoist Styx.
Daoist Hongyun was killed by Daoist Styx, so if anyone was most likely to have obtained the Primordial Purple Qi, Daoist Styx was the most probable.
However, although everyone had their suspicions, they didn't rush to make a move. Instead, they turned their gaze to Mount Sumeru in the west, waiting for Jieyin and Zhunti to make their move.
As everyone knew, Jieyin and Zhunti's sainthood was entirely due to Daoist Hongyun.
Now that Hongyun has been killed, the two have incurred such a great karmic debt that they shouldn't remain indifferent. They will surely use swift and decisive means to kill Minghe and Kunpeng to appease Hongyun's spirit in heaven.
However, after waiting for a while, there was no movement from Mount Sumeru, as if the two saints hadn't noticed anything.
"This..."
The fall of Hongyun had caused such a great commotion that it could be said to have alarmed the entire prehistoric world. How could the saints not have noticed?
Their continued inaction at this point made everyone understand that the two saints clearly did not intend to intervene.
Instantly, the gazes of the great supernatural beings towards the west became strange, filled with indescribable meaning. Among them, Zhen Yuanzi was the most intense.
He stared fiercely at Mount Sumeru, his eyes seemingly spitting fire!
With their strength, Jieyin and Zhunti could have easily saved Hongyun, yet they stood by and watched, ignoring Hongyun's death. This was clearly an attempt to shirk their karmic responsibility for achieving sainthood.
Their character was thus revealed!
"Jieyin, Zhunti, your actions show no responsibility whatsoever! You are utterly unworthy of the title of saints!" Growing increasingly enraged, Zhen Yuanzi could no longer suppress his anger and burst into a tirade.
His voice resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world, leaving all living beings astonished and bewildered, wondering who dared to insult a saint.
On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti, hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, shook their heads with a bitter smile. It wasn't that they were unwilling to kill the Styx Kunpeng, but rather that they couldn't.
The Kunpeng was the teacher of the demon race, in charge of their education. If they killed him, they would suffer a backlash from the demon race's fortune, burdened with boundless karma.
The Styx River, lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea, is said to be immortal as long as the Blood Sea never dries up. To kill it, the Blood Sea must be utterly destroyed.
Destroying the Blood Sea is not difficult for a sage, but the Netherworld Blood Sea gathers the malevolent energy of heaven and earth. If something goes wrong, this malevolent energy will spread throughout the primordial world, unleashing boundless calamities.
At that time, boundless karmic burdens will also gather.
Sages are unaffected by karma and are not afraid of this, but if the karma is not eliminated, it will spread through the sage's connections to their disciples, preventing them from ever progressing in their cultivation, and ensuring the Western Sect's eternal damnation! The sagehood of Jieyin and Zhunti is inextricably linked to the Western Sect. If the Western Sect fails to flourish, the Heavenly Dao will hold them accountable.
Therefore, how could they dare to attack the Styx River and Kunpeng? Even if they are looked down upon by the great supernatural beings of the primordial world, they can only grit their teeth and accept it. They can only pretend not to hear Zhen Yuanzi's curses.
It must be said that compared to the four saints—the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa—the two Western saints are truly miserable.
They have to consider the Western religion in everything they do; this is forbidden, that is forbidden, they are constrained at every turn, completely losing the original meaning of the carefree and unrestrained immortal path.
(End of Chapter)