He died...

Gongyang Yan murmured in his heart, a sense of inexplicable sorrow welling up.

This emotion came suddenly, yet it didn't feel abrupt. Gongyang Yan understood that it was the aura emanating from the old Daoist that had tainted his Yuanshen (primordial spirit).

However, he didn't reject or resist it. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, wanting to sense the old Daoist's last remaining aura.

Whether it was the Sect Leader sending him here or the previous guidance of the purple light, this old Daoist must possess something extremely important to the Sect Leader.

Buzz~

Almost at the instant he closed his eyes, the familiar purple light surged up again.

In the next moment, a magnificent war scroll unfolded before his eyes.

Above the various continents, demons roared. Between the cloud seas, powerful figures cried out to the sky.

The flames of war filled the heavens and the earth. As far as the eye could see, the world was collapsing, and stars were falling like rain!

This was an epic war sweeping across the heavens and the earth!

Humans, demons, devils, Buddhas, gods...

Gongyang Yan was dazzled. He felt that the war scroll before him contained all the races and creatures he knew.

This was a terrifying war that engulfed all races and spirits, leaving no one able to remain outside the world!

Crack!

As Gongyang Yan's mind trembled and he was about to examine it closely, he suddenly heard the sound of tearing silk.

Immediately, the magnificent war scroll before him was torn apart in the air, all phenomena vanished, and all colors faded.

Only a ray of light, seven-colored, pure, and brilliant, filled his senses.

This ray of divine light traversed the long sky and arrived in an instant, tearing apart the battlefield where myriad races were slaughtering each other.

"This, this is..."

Seeing that the seven-colored light patrolled the heavens, and wherever it passed, whether gods, demons, devils, or monsters, whether magical treasures or giant beasts, all disappeared, Gongyang Yan felt a chill in his heart.

Suddenly, he recalled a legendary great divine power.

Boom!

The seven colors flowed, dominating everything, replacing everything, becoming the only color and light Gongyang Yan could perceive.

Vaguely, he seemed to see an extremely noble, extremely powerful being emerge from the seven colors and step into this place.

Into this boiling and desolate battlefield.

"The Seven Treasures Mystical Art?"

Gongyang Yan's mind was in a trance. He seemed to see countless figures roaring outside the seven colors, but he couldn't see them clearly.

He seemed to see countless magical treasures bombarding, but they disappeared before he could even see them.

In what seemed like a very brief trance, the battlefield that permeated the heavens and the earth, enveloped the various continents, and even the outer starry sea, became completely silent.

This, this is the end?

Gongyang Yan turned the thought over in his mind. Chilled to the bone, he finally saw other scenes outside the seven colors.

It was an old tree rising from the ground and reaching for the sky.

This old tree was so large that it was indescribable. Its crown covered the sun and the sky, and its lush branches and leaves coexisted above the various continents and seas.

It was like a pillar supporting the firmament, and also like a ladder connecting the earth and the sky!

Under the old tree, a Daoist slowly raised his head, looking at the magnificent divine figure stepping out from the seven colors. He seemed to sigh, with sadness:

"I still lost."

Under the swirling seven colors, the divine figure lowered his eyes indifferently and said lightly: "You have never killed a single person in your life, yet you have buried countless living beings upon death! Such actions, are you good, or are you evil?"

Under the old tree, the Daoist nodded: "This, is great evil."

"I kill you and others, and preserve the myriad spirits, good, or evil?"

The divine figure asked again.

The Daoist closed his eyes, blood flowing from the corners of his eyes: "Naturally, it is good!"

"The causal cycle is immeasurable, good and evil are only in a single thought."

The divine figure put his hands together, as if smiling with compassion: "The world calls you a saint, but you personally buried them, and for all eternity, they cannot be detached.

Interesting, interesting."

"You are wrong, I, the old Daoist, have never been a saint, let alone a savior..."

The old man raised his hand and stroked the trunk of the old tree, the blood flowing from his seven orifices becoming more and more viscous, almost obscuring whether his eyebrows were crying or laughing:

"I, just can't help it..."

"Your state of mind, I do not care."

The divine figure raised his hand and picked up a seven-colored sapling, looking coldly: "Will you go on your own, or shall I send you off?"

"Forget it, forget it."

The Daoist waved his hand slightly, and withered yellow leaves fell one by one, but in fact, the old tree behind him was also gradually withering.

The branches and leaves were withered and yellow, the trunk cracked, and even specks of light scattered into the void, as if various spiritual energies were pouring down.

Wherever the light spots and aura reached, the cracks in the void were healed, the desolate and dead stars were ignited with vitality, and the broken mountains and rivers gradually healed.

The wandering ghosts also received salvation.

"He..."

Gongyang Yan felt that the mist in front of him was gradually dissipating, and he could see more clearly.

Under the gradually decaying old tree, the Daoist sat cross-legged, his left hand placed horizontally on his knees, his right hand placed on his right knee, his palm facing inward, his fingers pointing to the ground, his expression gradually peaceful.

In another instant, he heard bursts of chanting in his ears:

"When I came, I observed the Three Realms, the Six Paths, all mountains and seas, and the suffering of all living beings on the earth, and I could not bear it... When I leave, the sins are like an abyss, countless as the sands of the Ganges..."

The chanting was weak at first, but later it became deafening, and in the end, it was so subtle that it could not be heard.

Hu!

Until everything in front of him dissipated, Gongyang Yan staggered back as if awakened from a dream. When he looked up again, the Daoist in front of him was peaceful, dissipating with the wind.

And a wisp of purple light on his body, after making a 'woo woo' trembling sound on the ground where he had been sitting, suddenly shook and pierced through the sky.

Its speed was extremely fast. With Gongyang Yan's eyesight, he could only see that inside it seemed to be a,

Bodhi seed?

......

Sky Piercing Battle Formation!

The rolling iron and blood killing aura permeated the heavens and the earth. Being within it, everything tangible and intangible was crushed into subtle particles that even divine sense could not capture.

The space-time within was even more chaotic and inverted, and for a moment, he couldn't even sense where he was.

"This formation..."

Yang Jian looked dazed. In this instant, he lost all capture of the outside world.

He felt an unprecedentedly huge killing intent.

Crisis!

A huge crisis!

Since his birth, he had always been smooth sailing, turning danger into good fortune. Even after leaving his teacher's protection, he had never encountered a decent enemy.

Even when these hundred and twenty Daoist priests appeared, although he was solemn, he did not feel any crisis.

But when this battle formation was fully deployed, boundless terror suddenly arose in his heart.

In a daze, he seemed to recall the words his teacher had said when he was a child.

"You are blessed with great fortune. Whether it is your root bones, comprehension, physique, or opportunities, they are all top-notch in the world. However, everything in the world has two sides."

"This, is the creation you inherit, and also the great tribulation you cannot avoid!"

Great tribulation?

Great tribulation!

As Yang Jian's mind surged, he felt that the long river he had glimpsed in a trance became clearer, and the godman walking across the river also became clearer.

In just a few moments, he had seen the appearance of the armored godman clearly.

Clearly, it was another version of himself!

Boom!

Like thunder shaking, lightning resounding.

Yang Jian's divine will returned, and the violently surging blood energy in his body burst out uncontrollably, like a prairie fire, soaring into the sky.

Rumble!

The Sky Piercing Battle Formation rumbled and vibrated. The many Daoist priests who had set up the formation to refine and kill Yang Jian all shook, and their primordial spirits were stabbed with pain.

"He can still resist?!"

The sword-bearing Daoist's heart was shaken.

The Sky Piercing Battle Formation was a powerful weapon for combining forces to suppress and kill. With the combined power of their hundred and twenty Daoists, even a Manifest Saint would flee in fear. Even a Creation giant, if trapped in this formation, would be suppressed.

At this time, sensing the violent trembling of the great formation, his expression suddenly changed.

"This fiend is ferocious, all fellow brothers, quickly suppress and kill this fiend! Delay may cause changes!"

"Suppress and kill!"

"Sky Piercing Battle Formation, refine and kill the monster!"

......

The Daoists who set up the formation were connected in spirit. When one person noticed it, everyone knew something was wrong. Without any delay, they had already activated their lifelong mana.

They even urged their natal treasures to bless themselves.

"Ah!"

In the impact of the clanging iron-blooded baleful aura, Yang Jian roared to the sky, his clothes and long hair flying, his aura fierce to the extreme.

Buzz!

His mind was surging, and he felt everything outside even more clearly. He no longer had the heart to entangle with these Daoists. With a raise of his hand, the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade had already burst out with an extremely terrifying blade light!

"Get out of here!"

With this strike, Yang Jian did not hold back in the slightest, nor did he have any defensive posture. He allowed the rolling baleful aura to tear thousands of wounds on his body without leaving.

As soon as the blade was raised, it was like a Canglong (azure dragon) raising its head, roaring and slashing towards the sword-bearing Daoist.

"Huh? How could this be?!"

The Daoist felt something and changed his expression.

The Sky Piercing Great Formation was a battle formation that reversed the five senses of space and time, and disordered yin and yang and the five elements. Not to mention a Yuanshen cultivator, even a Creation giant.

Being in it, it was absolutely impossible to sense the inside and outside, or distinguish directions, for a while. This pretty boy, was actually unaffected?!

How was that possible?!

The sword-bearing Daoist's expression changed, and the long sword behind him had already leaped into his palm. In an instant, he had already urged a shocking sword light.

It swept across the long sky, cooperating with the power of the formation, and met the shocking blade.

Crack!

Like an instant, yet like a long time later.

A seemingly erratic sound of tearing silk rang in Xuanxiao's ears.

"What?"

Above the sea of thunder, Xuanxiao raised his eyebrows, and his indifferent eyes had already reflected the white-clothed youth roaring to the sky in the Sky Piercing Formation.

Of course, he recognized this youth, or rather, between heaven and earth, whether gods, demons, or ghosts, no one could hide from him upon seeing him.

Because his Dharma was inherited from the heavens, the Dharma of the Evolution of Heaven, was actually the Dharma of the Heavenly Dao.

"Just a body undergoing tribulation, to actually cultivate to such a realm?"

Xuanxiao was slightly surprised, but he didn't have time to think more. With a thought, a Xuan (dark)-colored lightning bolt flashed and fell from the rolling sea of thunder.

"Die!"

Rumble!

In the next instant, the earth shattered and the sky trembled!

Meng Tong and other Daoists were caught off guard, and were blown out for hundreds of thousands of miles by the violent gale, their bones broken and bleeding non-stop.

"What happened?"

Meng Tong looked in horror, feeling that time and space seemed to freeze for an instant at this time.

A Xuan (dark)-colored thunderbolt, like a giant dragon spanning the heavens and the earth, struck the void where the Sky Piercing Battle Formation was located.

The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate for a moment, but rolling waves had already agitated and echoed towards the four poles and eight wildernesses.

On the earth, the mountains swayed, the ground undulated, and countless sands, soils, and stones were rolled up into the sky by the gale, which was countless times more terrifying than any sandstorm caused by natural disasters.

Many cities in Haizhou buzzed and trembled, and countless people shrank in their homes, leaning on the windows, and looking at the terrifying storm that filled the outside of the formation.

That was a hurricane that could blow iron and stone into powder, and even some monks with mana turned pale and trembled.

However, this terrifying storm was far from comparable to the outside.

Those were countless water dragon waves connecting the sky and the earth!

The four seas roared, and the oceans stood up!

Wind, water, and thunder dragons galloped across the long sky, surging, roaring, and tumbling!

It erupted with terrifying fluctuations that would shock countless people, as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth!

Just one collision, and it was so!

Within the four seas and four continents, all the monks and Qi refiners who peeped at this place couldn't help but feel shocked and horrified.

In the land of Da Zhou and the land of Nanzhan, seeing this world-destroying scene, their scalps went numb. Many people fled in the wind.

Such terrifying ripples could no longer be sheltered by any formation.

Buzz!

However, in the next instant, while the thunder was still rumbling, a fluttering yet heavy, calm yet long chanting sound.

Had already resounded in the ears of all the monks and Qi refiners who witnessed this place.

"When I came, I observed the Three Realms, the Six Paths, all mountains and seas, and the suffering of all living beings on the earth, and I could not bear it... When I leave, the sins are like an abyss, countless as the sands of the Ganges..."

The sound waves were calm, and there was no different power within them.

But everyone, all those who heard this sound, had all the fear, shock, and terror in their hearts collapsed and disappeared.

What replaced it was an indescribable sense of great freedom and peace.

Buzz~~~

As the sound waves echoed, the thunder dissipated and the wind and waves subsided.

The ripples of the shocking collision suddenly and naturally dissipated in the heavens and the earth, as if they had never appeared.

Such a change shocked countless people for a time.

One gaze after another fell from the unknowable places of Da Zhou, Nanzhan, the four seas and four continents, Sumeru, the Devil Abyss, and even the Outer Heavens.

Only to see, under the sky where the wind and thunder had merged.

On the shadow of that giant golden Buddha body connecting the heavens and the earth, at some unknown time, a Bodhi tree had already appeared, with a crown covering the heavens and an immeasurable size!

"Huh?!"

In the gradually dissipating sea of thunder, Xuanxiao's pupils suddenly shrank.

In a trance, he seemed to see the vicissitudes of all things, the changes of all scenes, and the shadows of countless gods, demons, and great demons flashed and disappeared.

Immediately, one figure after another overlapped with the golden body of the giant Buddha in front of him.

Buddha,

Confucianism,

Dao!

"The union of all religions..."

Xuanxiao's palms suddenly trembled, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart:

"Bodhi Daoist?!"