Chapter 370

Under Mu Zha's coordination, the immortals pushed the Ten Absolute Formation forward all the way.

This time, they almost brought out all the resources of the Chan Teaching.

Moreover, the Twelve Golden Immortals have no regard for martial virtue; each time they attack together, and by the time the Ten Heavenly Lords react, half of the Ten Absolute Formation has already been pushed down.

"What's going on? Why hasn't the teaching's rescue arrived yet?"

The Jinguang Shengmu in charge of the Golden Light Formation suddenly became a bit anxious.

After all, the Twelve Golden Immortals were about to attack, but the teaching's rescue still hadn't arrived, and she had no confidence in blocking their assault.

Just then, a bright lamp rose up, and immediately, a soft light shone down; in an instant, the Jinguang Shengmu felt that her Golden Light Formation was completely suppressed by the light of that bright lamp.

"How is this possible?"

Seeing the formation fail, the Jinguang Shengmu turned around and prepared to flee.

After all, she still had a bright future ahead and didn't want to waste her life here.

"Hehe, pretty lady, you can't escape!"

However, before the Jinguang Shengmu could escape, suddenly, several mechanical Nezhas appeared silently beside her.

"How could this happen?"

The Jinguang Shengmu was greatly startled; she never expected someone could approach her silently without being detected by her divine sense.

But by the time the Jinguang Shengmu reacted, her whole body had already been subdued by the several mechanical Nezhas.

"Eh, not bad, such a pretty lady—bring her back to give Daddy a baby!"

Looking at the subdued Jinguang Shengmu, Nezha nodded satisfactorily.

Meanwhile, beside them, the expressions of several of the Twelve Golden Immortals instantly turned somewhat strange.

This Nezha truly is his father's eldest son; even at this time, he doesn't forget to find a pretty lady for his father.

However, upon thinking of Nezha's father, who is a saint cultivating the Great Path of Joy, they also felt relieved.

"Practice, practice—cultivating the Great Path of Joy damages the foundation; perhaps he will become the first saint to fall!"

Wuliang Xianweng stroked his beard and thought.

He had specifically looked up records about the Great Path of Joy; almost no cultivator of it ends well.

Saints don't die!

However, if a saint truly falls, it will certainly be a great benefit for the beings of the Three Realms.

For there is a legend that when a saint falls, his Great Path can supplement the Heavenly Dao.

And when the Heavenly Dao is perfected, it brings enormous benefit to the cultivation of beings in the Three Realms.

However, since the primordial chaos began, there has never been a saint who fell.

So whether this legend is true or false, no one knows.

As for this saint currently cultivating the Great Path of Joy, many people are likely watching his fate.

And this is also likely the true reason why many saints, even that great elder, are indulging him.

……

"Why?"

As the one in charge of the Heaven Severing Formation, Qin Wan, was beheaded by Ao Qian, he let out a mournful roar.

He didn't understand why, even after the Ten Absolute Formation was broken, there was no rescue from the teaching at the scene.

After the Ten Absolute Formation was broken, Wen Zhong coldly glanced at the Twelve Golden Immortals, then waved his hand to order the army to retreat.

At the same time, the rebel army began to advance,

This had already formed a tacit understanding: whenever one side's magical combat fails, they will proactively withdraw the front line.

By this moment, Wen Zhong also had come to understand.

This war is actually just a game of chess for both sides, using the dynasty as the chessboard, immortals as the pieces, to achieve the purpose of those saints.

And he, too, is merely one of the pieces.

As for the ordinary soldiers below, they don't even qualify to be pieces; they are merely dust that can be casually swept off the board.

"Enough!"

Having realized this, Wen Zhong's spirit and energy seemed to have been worn away by more than half.

After all, not long ago, he had already received a reply from his master, the Jinling Shengmu.

The Ten Heavenly Lords are merely sacrificial pawns!

Wen Zhong also guessed the reason for this.

That is, to make way for those second-generation immortals.

In recent years, many children with great talent have appeared in the Sect of the Cutting.

As these children grow, more cultivation resources are needed.

If there are no vacancies above, where would all those freed-up resources come from?

Thus, the Ten Heavenly Lords became the objects abandoned by the teaching.

"This matter, I fear, has even been tacitly accepted by the teaching!"

Wen Zhong only felt a chill in his heart.

……

Mohuluojia is the Great Python Deity, a legendary serpent deity with a human body and a snake head, also called the Earth Dragon, and is one of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions.

Wen Dao Ren oversees the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions, which is one of the foundations for the great flourishing of the Western Teaching.

"You mean there are clues about the Great Python God?"

Wen Dao Ren looked at Ao Yifan in disbelief.

After all, she was responsible for forming the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, but so far she has only gathered the Asura Division.

But he never imagined that Ao Yifan would actually tell him there were clues about the Great Python God.

"Where is the Great Python God?"

Wen Dao Ren anxiously said, "If I can find the Great Python God, my foundation in the Western Teaching will be deeper; by then, the Two Sages of the West will dare not move against me even more."

Wen Dao Ren already understood the importance of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions to the Western Teaching.

As long as she could firmly grasp the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions in her hands, the Two Sages of the West would have no way to deal with her.

Only because the Heaven-Reaching Sect Master caused such a disturbance last time, the Western Paradise has not yet fully recovered.

If the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions encounter problems again now, the Two Sages of the West would also be unable to withstand the backlash from the collapse of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions.

Therefore, forming the Heavenly Dragon Eight Divisions has become the most urgent thing for Wen Dao Ren to do at present.

"There are indeed some clues, but they haven't been fully confirmed yet; come with me, let's go see someone."

Ao Yifan said, and then brought Wen Dao Ren flying toward the direction of Golden Turtle Island.

"Is this Golden Turtle Island? Could it be that the Great Python God is in the Sect of the Cutting?"

Wen Dao Ren leaned against Ao Yifan's embrace and asked cautiously.

The incident last time when the Heaven-Reaching Sect Master blocked the door in the Western Paradise is still fresh in Wen Dao Ren's memory.

Therefore, Wen Dao Ren is deeply wary of that Heaven-Reaching Sect Master.

Even if you gave her a few more guts, she wouldn't dare come to the Sect of the Cutting to directly demand someone.

"No, the Great Python God is not a person of the Sect of the Cutting; to be precise, the Great Python God hasn't even been born yet?"

Ao Yifan shook his head.

"Ah?"

Wen Dao Ren looked confused, not quite understanding what Ao Yifan meant.

Just then, a rainbow light flew toward them.

The person who arrived was none other than Holy Mother Wu Dang, and beside her was a woman with a cold expression.

"Wu Dang, have you taken care of the matter?"

Ao Yifan looked toward Holy Mother Wu Dang and said.

"Mm, it's all settled; Su Zhen has also agreed."

Holy Mother Wu Dang nodded.

And beside them, the now-grown Bai Su Zhen couldn't help but tremble slightly when Ao Yifan's gaze fell upon her.

Bai Su Zhen raised her head and asked, "If I agree to your terms, can you really promise me that you will go to the underworld to find the reincarnation of my benefactor?"

"Rest assured, I have acquaintances in the underworld; finding a mortal's reincarnation is not difficult for me."

Ao Yifan said with a smile.