Chapter 307: Two Saints Join Forces

"Senior Brother," Zhun Ti suddenly spoke.

"Do you still remember what I told you about the time Tathagata came to Mount Wuzhi to ask for help?"

"I remember," Jie Yin's voice was slow. "The reincarnation of Jin Chanzi was led onto a crooked path by someone, and you calculated it personally, but to no avail."

Zhun Ti nodded, his complexion becoming a bit more solemn.

"That time, I calculated a monk named 'Liao Chen,' but just as I was about to see the true face of this person, the heavenly secrets were forcibly cut off by a power. That power did not belong to any Saint, nor did it come from any of the innate supreme treasures I have seen."

He paused for a moment and looked at Jie Yin.

"This time Maitreya came to ask for help, and I took action to calculate again. The heavenly secrets of the Daoist named 'Wu Chen' were also shielded tightly. And the method of shielding was exactly the same as that time decades ago."

Jie Yin's brows moved slightly.

"You suspect it is the same person."

"It is not suspicion, it is certainty," Zhun Ti sneered. "Liao Chen, Wu Chen, both contain the character 'Chen.' This person has taken action twice, once targeting Jin Chanzi, once targeting the reincarnation of Tathagata, all of whom are core figures of the Fomen's Great Plan of the Journey to the West. This is no coincidence; someone is specifically plotting against our Fomen."

The branches and leaves of the Patriarch Puti tree swayed gently in the windless environment.

Jie Yin was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "If this is true, this person is hiding extremely deep. He began placing pieces long ago, and only now has he revealed the second move."

Zhun Ti nodded, "I suspect the level of that treasure is likely even above my Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree."

Jie Yin finally turned his head to look directly at Zhun Ti.

"You mean..."

"In the Three Realms, an unknown innate supreme treasure may have appeared," Zhun Ti said.

After these words fell, a long silence fell beneath the Patriarch Puti tree.

Innate supreme treasures, each one was a supreme treasure born at the creation of the world, and their numbers were extremely scarce.

The few known ones between heaven and earth were held in the hands of the several Saints.

If an ownerless innate supreme treasure had truly appeared in the world, the significance was self-evident.

Jie Yin closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a cold light appeared in those sorrowful eyes.

"Calculate again." Zhun Ti was waiting for these words.

"Senior Brother and I join forces?"

"Yes." Jie Yin stood up, his thin body containing unimaginable power. "Last time you calculated alone and were blocked by that treasure. This time you and I join forces, drawing upon the luck of Mount Wuzhi to assist; even if we cannot see the face of that person, we must figure out his background."

Zhun Ti took a deep breath, the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree in his hand humming and vibrating.

"Good."

The two sat cross-legged.

Zhun Ti was on the left, the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree placed horizontally on his knees, seven-colored light blooming, shrouding the area of several miles within it.

Jie Yin was on the right, his hands forming the Ding Hui seal, Buddha light flourishing around his body, Sanskrit chanting surging from within his body, resonating with heaven and earth.

The power of two Saints was channeled simultaneously, and the earth veins of Mount Wuzhi began to tremble violently.

The Buddhist disciples cultivating on the mountain all changed color.

Beneath the Patriarch Puti tree, phantom images of golden lotuses appeared in patches.

The surrounding space-time appeared visibly distorted, ripples spreading in layers.

Saint Zhun Ti's spiritual sense turned into an invisible light, piercing through layers of space-time barriers, probing directly into the origin river of time of the Three Realms.

Jie Yin used his divine ability to turn into a flat boat, firmly supporting Zhun Ti's spiritual sense to prevent it from getting lost in the origin river of time.

With Jie Yin's help, Zhun Ti cautiously probed into the river of time, wanting to search for Su Chen's true face within it.

Soon, Zhun Ti's figure arrived once again at the Pudu Temple from back then, seeing "Liao Chen" in the temple.

Seeing Liao Chen's face, which was shielded, Zhun Ti channeled his Saintly divine ability, wanting to push aside the clouds and mist to catch a glimpse of Liao Chen's true face.

"I want to see exactly what your origin is," Zhun Ti sneered.

He channeled the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree, the seven-colored light surging several times over, wanting to forcibly tear open the mist that shielded Liao Chen's identity.

That secret mist was actually shaken for an instant this time.

At that very instant, Zhun Ti vaguely "saw" a glimmer of light deep within the gray mist.

That glimmer was extremely faint, yet it made his heart jump—because he had never seen the texture of that glimmer before.

It did not belong to any known innate supreme treasure.

Zhun Ti was overjoyed and was about to probe with all his might, but the gray mist suddenly erupted at this moment!

"Hum!"

A force of counter-shock, tyrannical to the extreme, poured back along Zhun Ti's spiritual sense.

Zhun Ti let out a muffled groan, and the light on the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree dimmed abruptly.

At the same time, Jie Yin was also affected.

His figure swayed slightly, and he timely channeled his divine ability to pull Zhun Ti out of the river of time.

The calculation was forcibly interrupted.

The leaves on the Patriarch Puti tree above their heads fell with a rustle, covering the ground in golden yellow.

Zhun Ti's face turned pale; he looked down at the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree—the seven-colored light on the tree was dimmer than before.

They had forcibly calculated using the luck of Mount Wuzhi, not only failing, but instead having a trace of luck devoured by that secret mist.

Jie Yin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face calm, but the solemnity in the depths of his eyes could no longer be hidden.

"What did you see?" Jie Yin asked.

Zhun Ti was silent for a long time.

"A mass of mist," he said. "It was gray mist; I have never seen such a thing. It is not a barrier condensed by magic power, nor is it the concealment of a formation; it is more like a rule of the Heavenly Dao."

Jie Yin's pupils shrank.

"A rule of the Heavenly Dao?"

"There was a glimmer of light in that mist; the moment I touched it, I was shocked back," Zhun Ti gripped the Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree. "That thing contains the rules of the Heavenly Dao and can block the joint calculation of two Saints. Senior Brother, this object is absolutely not an ordinary innate supreme treasure."

Beneath the Patriarch Puti tree, Jie Yin spoke.

His voice was low, carrying an inexplicable solemnity.

"This person's fate seems to transcend the common sense of the Three Realms. The thing in his hand is likely even more troublesome than we imagined."

Jie Yin stood up and looked toward the east.

"We cannot take it by force," Jie Yin withdrew his gaze. "Variables are born in the kalpa; acting rashly might instead ruin the big picture."

Zhun Ti was somewhat unwilling; that supreme treasure made his heart itch, but he had no way to deal with it.

"Then we wait?" Zhun Ti frowned.

"Wait for him to enter the game," Jie Yin sat down again and closed his eyes. "Since this person has been plotting against the Fomen for decades, his goal must be great. He cannot hide in the dark forever. The day he reveals himself is the moment for us to take action."

Zhun Ti took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, and sat down cross-legged again.

The branches and leaves of the Patriarch Puti tree slowly returned to tranquility, with golden leaves covering the ground. ===== CHAPTER 308 =====