Chapter 320: Saint Appears

Two Saints confronted each other, their terrifying auras clashing, causing everyone present to change expression.

"Damned bald donkey, you speak nicely, letting me take full charge of this matter, yet you arranged so much—clearly you don't trust me at all!"

Wen Dao Ren's face looked somewhat grim.

Although, she, the Protector of the Teaching Dharma King, had been an undercover agent from the start.

But the other party's distrustful behavior still made her feel angry.

"Wait for me; one day, when I become a Saint, I will drain the fortune of your Western Teaching!"

Filled with ruthless resolve, Wen Dao Ren, while everyone's attention was drawn to the two Saints, unleashed the Blood‑colored Pouch, sucking in all the Asura sacrificers, including the Asura Queen.

After all, per Ao Yifan's instructions, as the Protector of the Teaching Dharma King she must grasp as much power as possible from the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons.

Currently, the Asura Division is the one she is most likely to control.

Now the Asura clan is tempest‑tossed; rather than let various forces divide and destroy it, it's better to gather it under her own hand.

Many noticed Wen Dao Ren's little maneuvers, yet no one stopped her.

Indeed, compared with the present situation, those so‑called Asura clan sacrificers are utterly insignificant.

"Hou Tu, are you really going to destroy the Western Teaching's opportunity?"

Jieyin Daoist looked at Hou Tu Niangniang and said.

"Western Teaching's opportunity?"

She coldly gazed at the Jieyin Daoist in the sky; beneath Hou Tu Niangniang's feet, the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk turned slowly.

"I only know that the newborn Dizang King bears a portion of the Underworld's samsara authority, making him a person of my Underworld—when did he become yours, Western Teaching?"

Hou Tu Niangniang said.

"You…"

Hearing this, Jieyin Daoist's face flashed with anger, then vanished.

In an instant he seemed to understand: originally, his Western Teaching's plan had been seen through by Hou Tu Niangniang from the beginning.

The Western Teaching used Dizang to exterminate the Asura clan's samsara, carried ten volumes of Samsara Sutras, and stole the Underworld's samsara authority.

All this seemed seamless, yet Hou Tu Niangniang had long seen through it.

They did not stop it; instead, using some method, while the ten volumes of Samsara Sutras were being written, they forcibly implanted Minghe Old Ancestor's power into the newborn Dizang King's body.

Thus, the newborn Dizang King is both the Western Teaching's Dizang and Minghe Old Ancestor.

Although the Western Teaching seized a portion of the Underworld's samsara authority, it also lost a considerable share of its own fortune.

Whether it's a loss or gain in this give‑and‑take, even Jieyin Daoist can't tell.

"Enough!"

Jieyin Daoist knew that matters had come to this point; further entanglement would be useless.

After all, for the Western Teaching's scheme he could not possibly slay the newborn Dizang King.

Moreover, with Hou Tu Niangniang protecting him, even attempting anything against Minghe Old Ancestor within the Dizang King's body was utterly impossible, so Jieyin Daoist prepared to leave.

However, just as Jieyin Daoist prepared to withdraw, a Six Paths Reincarnation Disk suddenly appeared above his head, blocking his departure.

"Hou Tu, what do you mean by this?"

Jieyin Daoist furrowed his brows, looked at Hou Tu Niangniang, and said.

"Several senior brothers, you come and go as you please—it seems you truly do not place my Underworld's yin gods in your eyes!"

Accompanying Hou Tu Niangniang's words fading away.

Immediately thereafter, the Underworld's yin gods appeared one by one.

The immense power of the Underworld's fortune gathered upon the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk; as the disk turned slowly, everyone was shocked to see two more Saintly dharma aspects emerge.

"Master!"

Xuan Du Grand Dharma Master bowed before the dharma aspect of a white‑haired elder.

At the same time, the Western Teaching's followers also bowed before another dharma aspect.

"Disciple, I pay respects to the Jieyin Saint!"

Again, two Saints!

"Taiching Senior Brother, does the Human Sect also have a hand in this Dizang affair?"

Jieyin Saint looked at the dharma aspect of Taiching Saint and said helplessly.

It's not surprising he'd ask; originally, for safety's sake, this time the Two Sages of the West should have jointly acted to reshape the newborn Dizang King,

but unexpectedly, just as Jieyin Daoist was about to act, he himself was intercepted.

Now, among the three realms, besides the Heavenly Dao Saint, only the Taiching Saint, chief of the Three Pure Ones, could have silently stopped Jieyin Daoist.

Indeed, only Jieyin Daoist acting alone caused the newborn Dizang King to encounter problems.

Therefore, Jieyin Saint suspected that this newborn Dizang King very likely bore the hand of the Human Sect.

Faced with Jieyin Daoist's inquiry, Taiching Saint merely remained silent.

"It seems this time Taiching Senior Brother indeed schemed against my two junior brothers; well, please Taiching Senior Brother, cease your actions and let my two junior brothers depart, if you would?"

Taiching Saint's silence, to Jieyin Daoist, looked like tacit assent; he couldn't help but sigh and say.

What could he do?

To be frank, Jieyin Daoist himself felt desperate.

After all, if it were only Hou Tu Niangniang, even if she gathered the whole Underworld's fortune, the Two Sages of the West could still cope with one or two.

However, if a Taiching Saint were added, Jieyin Daoist felt they would only be on the receiving end of a beating.

After all, among the six Saints, Taiching Saint's strength is almost overwhelmingly superior; Jieyin Daoist has no confidence to face him in combat.

This scene, Xuan Du Grand Dharma Master saw with his eyes, yet felt anxious in his heart.

Others may not know, but as a disciple of Taiching Saint, how could he not be aware?

As for this matter of the Dizang King, the Human Sect is completely unaware.

The karma of the Three Realms is not so easily settled.

If it wasn't you who did it, you must not arbitrarily take responsibility; otherwise, when it comes time to repay karma, you may very well end up losing more than you gain.

The Mysterious Capital Grand Master clearly knows that his master's silence is not tacit approval.

Rather, his master is carefully choosing his words.

After all, as a disciple, the Mysterious Capital Grand Master is all too aware of his master's habits.

Every word and every deed is repeatedly weighed to seek absolute perfection.

Furthermore, after endless years of cultivation, the Grand Pure One Saint has lost the concept of time.

Thus, many times, when a Human Sect disciple asks the Grand Pure One Saint a question, a reply may not come until a hundred years later.

The Human Sect disciples have grown accustomed to this.

Just as the Mysterious Capital Grand Master was about to speak to explain, suddenly, only see the Dizang King's ten volumes of the Samsara Sutra unfurl.

The bloody scripture sweeps forth, instantly trapping the Daoist Zhunti within.

"The Saint schemed against us; today I will let the Saint taste the power of backfiring schemes!"

Accompanying the Dizang King's words falling, countless golden runes appear on the ten volumes of the Samsara Sutra, like a tide, surging toward the Daoist Zhunti.

"Courting death!"

His eyes turned cold; a Saint must not be insulted; Daoist Zhunti's divine form flicked a finger, and instantly myriad symbols shattered.