Chapter 136: The Saint Descends, The Mosquito Daoist's Counterproductive Move

The Mosquito Daoist was gambling.

He was gambling that Kun Peng would not dare to face the two Western Saints directly.

He believed that as long as he muddied the waters, he would have a chance to fish in troubled waters and escape to survival.

Kun Peng's expression was uncertain.

Although he was also a guest of the Purple Heaven Palace, facing two Saints simultaneously was a situation that was almost certain death.

Especially Zhunti, who was a notoriously shameless person and would not be held back by his status as a Saint.

If he were to let him know that he attempted to covet his Merit Jin Lian...

Kun Peng felt his scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"Damn! Damn!" Kun Peng cursed angrily in his heart.

He was now in a dilemma.

Should he kill the Mosquito Daoist and then flee far away, not coveting that three-grade Merit Jin Lian?

Or...

Just as he was hesitating.

A terrifying aura that made his heart palpitate had already come from the West.

That aura was vast and boundless, spanning the sky, and descended above this North Sea.

Under this pressure, all life in the North Sea trembled, prostrating on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

The originally surging seawater of the North Sea, at this moment, also seemed to have been smoothed by an invisible giant hand, becoming calm and unruffled.

"Zhunti!"

Kun Peng felt that aura, and his expression became incomparably ugly.

He also didn't expect that this person would arrive so quickly.

And the Mosquito Daoist opposite, after sensing this aura, also had an ugly expression.

It was precisely Zhunti's methods back then that made him swallow the three-grade Merit Jin Lian, only to gain no benefits, but instead have the three-grade Merit Jin Lian take root in his origin, tormenting him for countless years.

He also didn't know what his fate would be after Zhunti arrived this time.

Everything was a gamble.

Just as the two were harboring different thoughts.

Above the North Sea, a seven-colored Buddha light tore through the gray clouds, illuminating the entire world.

A Daoist holding a Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree, with a face full of suffering, slowly appeared from within that Buddha light.

It was the Qian Ti Shengren!

However, what came was not his true body, but an incarnation.

But even as an incarnation, the Saint pressure radiating from his body was enough to make any Semi-Sage tremble with fear.

Qian Ti Shengren's gaze first fell on the three-grade Merit Jin Lian radiating golden light, a trace of joy flashing in his eyes.

Then, his gaze fell on the withered Mosquito Daoist, the coldness in his eyes undisguised.

Qian Ti Shengren snorted coldly, his voice like the sound of the Heavenly Dao, shaking the entire North Sea and causing monstrous waves.

Finally, he looked at Kun Peng, whose expression was gloomy.

"Fellow Daoist Kun Peng, long time no see, I hope you have been well."

A smile that was not a smile appeared on Saint Zhunti's face, "I wonder, why is Fellow Taoist here?"

Although his tone was flat, the questioning intent within it was self-evident.

Kun Peng squeezed out a smile and bowed to Qian Ti Shengren.

"Fellow Taoist Zhunti, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

He hurriedly explained, "I was passing by here today and discovered this Mosquito Daoist causing trouble, so I took action to subdue him and remove this great harm for the Three Realms."

"Zhunti! Don't listen to this old bird's nonsense!"

The Mosquito Daoist on the side heard Kun Peng say this and hurriedly said, "Today, it was he, Kun Peng, who tricked me here, wanting to seize this three-grade Merit Jin Lian. If I hadn't been alert, I would have likely let him succeed!"

"Oh?"

Qian Ti Shengren heard this and turned his gaze back to Kun Peng.

"Fellow Daoist Kun Peng, do you not know that this Merit Jin Lian is an object of my Western Sect?"

Kun Peng's expression was already as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Mosquito Daoist! Don't you dare frame me!"

Kun Peng glared at the Mosquito Daoist, "When did I trick you? It was clearly you who wanted me to help you slash that Merit Jin Lian out of your origin, and now you bite back!"

The Mosquito Daoist also did not give an inch, "If you weren't coveting my treasure, would you have taken action to help me?"

The two started arguing directly in front of Qian Ti Shengren, shifting responsibility to each other.

Qian Ti Shengren watched the two shifting responsibility, his expression not changing in the slightest.

He knew clearly in his heart.

These two guys were not good things; they must have been harboring their own ulterior motives, which finally led to this situation.

However, he didn't care what the truth was.

He came today with two purposes.

First, to recover the Merit Jin Lian.

Second, to kill the Mosquito Daoist, the sinner who had caused damage to the Western treasure for long ages.

As for Kun Peng...

Although he couldn't escape responsibility, they were both guests of the Purple Heaven Palace, so it was not appropriate to kill him all.

And he had not descended with his true body; if he were to take action against two veteran Semi-Sages simultaneously, he might not have full certainty.

Of course, if Kun Peng insisted on seeking his own death, he would not be soft-hearted.

"Enough!"

Qian Ti Shengren snorted coldly, interrupting their argument.

Saint Zhunti said indifferently, "Mosquito Taoist, you stole the treasure of my sect back then, a crime that cannot be forgiven! Today is your death day!"

Before the words had faded, the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree in his hand had already been raised high.

A seven-colored divine light brushed out from the tree, carrying a terrifying power that purified everything and annihilated everything, brushing down toward the Mosquito Daoist's head.

When a Saint is angry, heaven and earth change color!

The Mosquito Daoist looked at the seven-colored divine light brushing toward him, and finally, fear and despair appeared in his eyes.

But facing the threat of death, the Mosquito Daoist erupted with his final desire for survival.

He let out an unwilling hiss, and blood-colored flames burned on his tattered body!

He was burning his origin.

He wanted to use his final strength to make a final struggle!

"Zhunti! You have not descended with your true body; wanting to kill me is not that easy!"

The Mosquito Daoist roared, his blood mosquito true form transforming into a blood light, heading toward the three-grade Merit Jin Lian radiating golden light.

He wanted to use the three-grade Merit Jin Lian as a threat to save his life; this was his only chance of survival.

"Still daring to resist stubbornly!"

Qian Ti Shengren saw this, snorted coldly, and the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree in his hand turned gently.

That seven-colored divine light brushing toward the Mosquito Daoist changed direction and continued to chase after the Mosquito Daoist.

He was clearly determined to execute the Mosquito Daoist here.

The Mosquito Daoist burned his origin, his speed reaching the extreme, and finally, before the seven-colored divine light landed, he rushed to the side of the three-grade Merit Jin Lian.

He had not the slightest hesitation, his giant mouthpart sucked violently, and he swallowed the three-grade Merit Jin Lian into his belly again.

"Zhunti! If you dare to kill me, I will destroy this three-grade Merit Jin Lian!"

After the Mosquito Taoist swallowed the three-grade Merit Golden Lotus, he didn't run anymore, stopping to face Zhunti directly.

"Mosquito Daoist, today there is no road to heaven and no door to earth. Still daring to threaten me?"

Zhunti watched the Mosquito Daoist swallow the three-grade Merit Jin Lian and use it to threaten him; his eyelids twitched, and the killing intent in his heart grew even stronger. ===== CHAPTER 137 =====