Primordial Era: This Heavenly Emperor is Too Powerful

Chapter 192: A Battle to Determine Superiority and Life or Death

The Haotian of today is no longer the Haotian of the past.

His cultivation level is unfathomable, and he also possesses the supreme treasure, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

This formation is said to be unbreakable unless all four saints arrive together. In terms of magical combat alone, Haotian is already in an invincible position.

The two Buddhist saints knew perfectly well that the only way to win was to avoid direct combat and find a way out outside of it.

Looking across the entire primordial world, there are only two possibilities that could make this Great Celestial Venerable, who rules the Heavenly Court, change his mind.

Either the entire prehistoric world will descend into chaos, or a sudden change will occur to the Yaochi family.

Zhunti lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, his tone revealing a hint of deliberation: "Then let's try to reason with him first. In any case, whether it succeeds or not, it will benefit both of us."

If the deal goes through, it will naturally save us from a disaster; even if it doesn't, it's just a delaying tactic, and we can figure things out later.

Upon hearing this, Jieyin slowly nodded, his expression solemn: "That is how it should be."

"Haotian acts without rules or regulations; we, as sages, must not lose our sense of propriety."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two saints swayed and flew out of the cave like two streaks of light, soaring straight into the air.

Zhunti raised his hand and shouted with the majesty of a sage: "What exactly is the Great Heavenly Venerable's intention in doing this?"

Upon hearing Zhunti's voice, Haotian remained indifferent, his tone calm yet resolute: "Do you two sages not understand my thoughts?"

"I have come here today with only the intention of killing you, or being killed by you."

The secret hidden in the hearts of the two saints was revealed in a single sentence, and Jieyin and Zhunti immediately turned ashen-faced, their saintly aura almost freezing.

They instantly grasped the key point.

Regardless of victory or defeat, they are the biggest losers in this battle.

Even if you win by sheer luck, so what?

The inviolable majesty of the sage has been utterly crushed under Haotian's feet.

In the future, troubles will be endless in the primordial world, and the former respect will be gone forever.

But if we lose, we will die today, and there will be no future.

Perhaps we should wait and see.

Let's see if Hongjun Daozu will step in to stop Haotian.

But this hope is so faint as to be almost nonexistent.

After all, if Dao Ancestor intended to obstruct them, Haotian would never have set foot here, let alone forced them into this situation.

The two saints exchanged a glance, both seeing solemnity and resentment in each other's eyes.

Immediately, Zhunti shouted angrily, his tone filled with fury: "Haotian! You have gone too far!"

Even if you previously fought Yuanshi to a draw, what makes you think you can defeat the two of us?

Moreover, even if you defeat me, how could the beings of the primordial world possibly accept a reckless madman?

"If you can attack me without cause today, you can slaughter all living beings in the primordial world without cause tomorrow!"

Upon hearing these words, Haotian couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, his laughter full of sarcasm and disdain: "Without reason?"

What a high-sounding but baseless excuse!

It seems that these two sages are truly forgetful.

How could you forget all the evil deeds you just instigated in the primordial world?

Or perhaps you haven't forgotten at all.

"Do you simply think that all those primordial beings are nothing more than insignificant ants, and that it doesn't matter how many die?"

He took a step forward, his imperial aura radiating, and his words fell like ice spikes: "Just because you are high and mighty saints, and the ants-like beings are naturally not worthy of your attention, right?"

Alright, enough with the nonsense!

No matter how eloquently you try to stall for time, you can't escape having to fight this battle today.

This battle will determine not only the victor but also life and death!

The confrontation between Haotian and the two Buddhist saints in the chaos was so great that it instantly alarmed all the powerful beings in the prehistoric world, attracting the attention of all sides.

Good heavens! They just destroyed the foundation of Buddhism, and in the blink of an eye, they blocked the two holy monks of Buddhism.

Haotian is determined to exterminate Buddhism!

But a sage is immortal and indestructible; can he really exterminate them all?

What is the point of all this fuss?

Perhaps it's to demonstrate strength?

He wanted all the cultivators in the prehistoric world, and even the other few saints, to behave themselves and behave their own way from now on.

The other sages of the prehistoric world, upon hearing Haotian's words, "It will determine who is superior and who is inferior, and it will also determine life and death," all had a dark expression, feeling that they had been offended.

Haotian is really going to strip away the supreme robes of the saints and trample them underfoot!

However, the current situation does not allow them to act easily.

Haotian holds the great cause in his hands. The evil deeds that Buddhism had committed in the prehistoric world were already well known, and Haotian had officially labeled Buddhism as a heretical sect.

If they rashly offer assistance, it will inevitably damage their own reputation, resulting in more harm than good.

It's really not worth risking your reputation for a Buddhist sect that's unrelated to you, or even that you despise.

After a moment's consideration, the other sages unanimously chose to remain silent.

Kill a saint?

They wanted to see if Haotian truly possessed such abilities.

It is important to understand that defeating a sage and killing a sage are two completely different concepts.

They could also take this opportunity to personally assess the true value of the sage's claim of being "immortal and indestructible."

Haotian had no interest in trying to fathom the thoughts of the great beings of the primordial world.

After responding to Zhunti's rebuke, he suddenly suppressed his aura and then silently activated a 10,000-fold amplification.

Immediately with a thought, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was strengthened ten thousand times, and the entire Sumeru Mountain Dojo was firmly enveloped, leaving no gap for the two Buddhist saints to escape.

Immediately afterwards, Haotian activated the imperial laws governing his body, his voice deep and majestic, saying, "This place is forbidden from using magic and from entering the air!"

With the blessing of the Emperor's Law, as soon as the words were spoken, Jieyin and Zhunti, who were trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, instantly sensed that something was wrong.

His magical power became sluggish and difficult to wield; the laws he could once control at will now felt incredibly stiff and awkward.

Upon noticing this strange change, a look of deep horror flashed across the faces of the two saints.

Zhunti exclaimed in disbelief, his voice filled with disbelief: "How is this possible?"

How could your imperial laws possibly affect me?

Upon hearing this, Haotian's face curled into a mocking smile, thinking to himself: Does this affect you?

I'm practically cheating!

If we still can't handle you after a ten-thousand-fold increase, then it would truly be a miracle!

I am now a Primordial Golden Immortal, and with ten thousand times the blessing, if I still cannot harm you, then you should not be saints, but Dao Ancestors!

Immediately, Haotian's mind stirred slightly, and he reduced his strength a bit. He raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, which landed precisely on the Immortal Execution Sword.

Under the influence of divine lightning, the Zhuxian Sword immediately emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, and a condensed sword beam suddenly burst forth, heading straight for the two Buddhist saints in the formation.

This sword light appeared ordinary, its brilliance restrained, concealing all danger and killing intent within.

It may seem simple and unadorned, but only by directly facing the sword's light can one truly feel the deadly threat it contains.

The killing intent was restrained; in the eyes of the two saints, this seemingly ordinary sword strike was a death knell.

They clearly sensed that if they couldn't withstand this sword strike, they would lose not only the face of the saint, but also their lives.

A deadly chill instantly swept over their bodies. The two saints felt icy cold all over, and a terrifying fear crept into their bones. This was the first time they had experienced such a clear fear since they became saints.

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