Chapter 16: The Heavenly Court is Lawless, Merit Has No Master

Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan.

"Fellow Daoists, the Great Desolation is now occupied by wet-born and egg-hatched beasts. By cowering here in Pangu Hall, are you worthy of the Great God Pangu?"

Ever since the Saints attained Sainthood.

A crowd of Quasi-Saints began to imitate them incessantly, treating Heavenly Dao Oaths as if they cost nothing.

The Great Desolation is divided into four.

Yuanshi arrived at Pangu Hall without a moment's delay.

【Ding, Yuanshi is inciting you to leave the mountain.】

【Option 1: Cling to Yuanshi's thigh, choose to leave the mountain, and receive the Heaven and Earth Meditation Cushion as a reward from Yuanshi.】

【Option 2: Refuse directly and offend Yuanshi, reward: All-Heaven Celebration Cloud.】

【Option 3: Keep Yuanshi steady, stay low in Mount Buzhou, and receive one Law as a reward every hundred years.】

The Heaven and Earth Meditation Cushion has a grand background.

It was bestowed by the Hongjun Dao Ancestor; it is a meditation cushion used for sitting, and it can be used to capture and trap people.

Once unleashed.

It will not stop until it has wrapped up anyone below the level of a Saint.

As for the All-Heaven Celebration Cloud, its background is even more illustrious.

It was formed from the vast righteous energy in the heart of the Great God Pangu, and its rank is on par with an Innate Supreme Treasure.

After Pangu fell, it became the protective treasure of the Hongjun Old Ancestor.

Before Hongjun Old Ancestor integrated with the Heavenly Dao, he bestowed this treasure upon Yuanshi Tianzun for self-defense and protection.

Once this treasure is suspended above one's head, one can stand in an invincible position.

When unleashed, it causes all evil to retreat and ten thousand Dharmas to be unable to touch, with five-colored rays of light illuminating the heavens and eight-tone immortal music resounding through the universe.

Countless golden lamps, golden lotuses, necklaces, and hanging pearls fall from the sky like water dripping from the eaves, continuous and endless.

Those below the level of a Saint cannot break through it, and among Saints, it is also a formidable existence.

Did you not see that before the Hongjun Dao Ancestor achieved Dao Integration, he was always using this Celebration Cloud for protection?

As for one Law!!! That is even more awesome.

Proving the Dao through strength.

This means cultivating nine-tenths of the power of a Law, and finally fusing it into one complete Law.

One Law is also referred to as a Saint.

In the current Great Desolation, there is no shortage of those at the Quasi-Sage Late Stage.

Yet they simply cannot find a way to fuse them.

After all, nine is the extreme number, also known as the end of numbers.

And now.

As long as I stay low for a hundred years, I can gain one Law.

Stay low.

Must stay low!!

And I have to keep bluffing.

"What does Saint Yuanshi mean by this?"

Upon hearing these words, the avatar of Dijiang was immediately dissatisfied.

"You are the Pangu Orthodox, and also the masters of the Great Desolate Land appointed by Tiandao Hongjun."

"Now that the Great Desolation is in chaos, shouldn't you stand up and take charge of the overall situation?"

Yuanshi spoke with righteous indignation.

It was as if the Wu Clan not coming out made them sinners of the world.

"Saint Yuanshi, do you think we, the Wu Clan, don't want to dominate the Great Desolation?"

"Look at us now, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled; how can we fight? Should we fight with our lives?"

"The Great Desolation was left behind by Father God; we are more anxious than anyone, but what can we do?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were immediately unhappy.

They directly activated their "mouth-cannon" mode!! This was a skill honed from ten years of big dreams on Blue Star; once they started firing, they simply couldn't stop.

"Since you are all so willing, why have you been cowering here??"

Yuanshi squinted at the Ancestral Witches.

With an expression of "Do you think I'm stupid and easy to fool?"

This excuse had already been used to fool Tongtian a thousand years ago, and now they were using it again.

That was no longer interesting.

"Look!!"

Dijiang stood up, and the Space Law around his body surged forth.

"What do you mean??"

Yuanshi frowned.

Was this a provocation against him? Just a Quasi-Saint mid-stage, with four-tenths of the Space Law.

"Keep looking."

Zhu Jiuyin also stood up at this moment.

Likewise, with four-tenths of the Time Law.

Seeing this, Yuanshi's expression softened.

It was only because, in the next moment, all the Ancestral Witches released their cultivation realms.

"Although we do not wish to admit it, this is the reality."

"One step slow, every step slow; we have already been abandoned by the Great Desolation."

"Not to mention the Demon Race, even the four major powers of the Great Desolation today, which one of them is not at the Quasi-Sage Late Stage?"

"And what about us? What do we have???"

"..." Facing the grievances of the twelve Ancestral Witches, Yuanshi was completely stunned.

Is this really the Wu Clan?

The Wu Clan, known for being unkillable and fighting until death.

But now?

Looking at their timid figures, Yuanshi even suspected they had been possessed.

Yet, after identifying them with his Saint's consciousness, they were indeed the twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Pangu blood in their bones could not be imitated.

The conversation ended on a sour note.

And Dijiang, hiding in the shadows, laughed out loud.

It does not matter if a method is good or bad, as long as it works.

Yuanshi could not see through his twelve external incarnations at all.

So, after the performance, it was deeply moving.

Leaving him with nothing to say.

Just during this period.

The Heavenly Court dispatched troops.

At the command of Di Jun, the sky was filled with demon queens, demon generals, and demon gods descending.

Among them, Taiyi personally led the troops, and Di Jun's plan was very simple.

It was to carry the momentum of the Heavenly Court and use thunderous means to directly annihilate Kunpeng.

Not only to give a warning to all the demons in the Heavenly Court.

But also to pave the way for the upcoming hegemony over the Great Desolate Land.

Because even he could feel it.

The merit of the Heavenly Court had been divided up, and the next goal was the Great Desolate Land.

And this portion of merit was also the key for him and Taiyi to become Saints.

When Taiyi, charging at the forefront, carrying the Quasi-Sage Late Stage power and the Chaos Bell, he directly transformed into a god of slaughter in the Great Desolation.

Any living being that blocked him was suppressed and killed by the Chaos Bell.

Even Beimingzi, as the eldest disciple, could not withstand a single strike from the Chaos Bell.

"The Heavenly Court is without Dao, merit has no master."

"Contend for the Great Desolation, the world shall obtain it."

Seeing all thirty-six of his disciples killed, Kunpeng's eyes were about to split, and he immediately shouted the slogan of the uprising.

"Bold Kunpeng, you are the teacher of our Demon Race, yet you wish to tower above all races."

"The Heavenly Court gave you a path you would not take, you insist on seeking the path to death!!"

Taiyi was truly the god of slaughter of the Demon Race.

Wherever he passed, the living beings of Beiming were all wiped out.

Kunpeng wanted to contest for superiority, but he underestimated Taiyi too much and overestimated himself too much.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the other three major powers arrived.

"Do you also want to... die?"

Seeing the three forces join hands, Taiyi was not afraid in the slightest.

"The Heavenly Court is without Dao, all races shall strike it down."

Everyone knows the fate of the rabbit dying and the hound being cooked.

Therefore.

The other three forces also directly joined the war.

The entire Great Desolation was suddenly plunged into endless slaughter.

This battle was even more intense than the first Witch-Demon War.

The terrifying aura of the Great Calamity affected even the Saints.

Zixiao Palace.

The Saints gathered!! "What is happening? The Heavenly Tribulation is not diminishing, but instead intensifying."

"Now the entire Great Desolation is in slaughter; logically, the Great Calamity should be decreasing."

"If this continues, the Great Calamity will not dissipate, and the world will have no peace."

"..."

The Saints spoke one after another.

"Actually, the matter is simple; as long as the Wu Clan is willing to come forward, it will be fine."

Just at this moment, Zhunti steered the topic toward the Wu Clan.

Today, the Heavenly Court is attacking the lower Great Desolate Land, and the three forces are actually already unable to hold on.

And as the backer of Ksitigarbha Buddha, Zhunti cannot take action personally.

Then we can only seek outside help.

"The Wu Clan?"

Hearing this, Yuanshi became so angry he could not contain himself.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi seems to look at them with a sense of frustration that they fail to live up to expectations?"

Laozi closed his eyes, and Tongtian remained silent.

As a Saint of the Demon Race, Nuwa was even less likely to say anything.

After all, if the Demon Race profited, she would also benefit.

Instead, the ones talking the most right now were the Western Two Saints and Yuanshi.

"Even if they come out now, at most they will only add a few pieces of cannon fodder."

Especially Yuanshi; whenever the Wu Clan was mentioned, his face was full of disdain.

(End of this chapter)