Chapter 799: Each Employs Their Own Methods! The Resolve of the Western Two Saints

With the power of the Chaos Pearl, not only could it easily condense tens of thousands of such pearls, but even ten or a hundred times more would pose no difficulty.

The Chaos Pearl is a Chaos Divine Artifact, and in terms of scale, it is equivalent to a Dao-Level artifact.

A Hunyuan-level cultivator can already achieve boundless divine abilities, let alone a Dao-Level cultivator.

A Dao-Level Chaos Pearl can absorb and expel vast quantities of energy with every breath.

Unlike ordinary Chaos Divine Artifacts, the Chaos Pearl is a supportive artifact capable of storing and holding immense amounts of energy.

Therefore, the energy contained within the Chaos Pearl is utterly terrifying.

Moreover, even without any prior accumulation, Luo Fu could directly assist the Chaos Pearl in drawing power from the Nether Blood Sea.

The scale of the Nether Blood Sea is more than sufficient to support tens of thousands, even millions, of Jingtian Divine Pearls.

Aside from the Nether Blood Sea, the Chaos Pearl can also convert Chaos currents.

For Luo Fu, magic power is never an issue.

With the Chaos Pearl as a backing, Luo Fu can condense as many Jingtian Divine Pearls as he wishes—there is absolutely no need to devour the so-called Buddha Lands.

Devouring Buddha Lands to create new Jingtian Divine Pearls was merely a ruse Luo Fu devised to provoke the Western Two Saints.

Without doubt, the three thousand Buddha Lands are the Western Two Saints' most vital foundation.

In fact, the three thousand Buddha Lands collectively embody over ninety percent of the Fomen's power.

If all three thousand Buddha Lands were destroyed by Luo Fu, the Fomen would not only fail to flourish, but might even struggle to maintain its current status.

After all, in the current Three Realms, the Saints cannot intervene directly.

In the absence of Saints, the number of disciples and the strength of cultivators are irreplaceable factors for any faction.

Luo Fu's attack on the three thousand Buddha Lands is, without doubt, digging up the Fomen's roots.

This is precisely the thing that most stirs the nerves of the Western Two Saints.

Indeed, just as Luo Fu manipulated the Jingtian Divine Pearls to manifest countless small spaces,

Two overwhelming wills suddenly descended upon Tianwai Tian through Daoist Randeng.

"Luo Fu, you've gone too far!"

The gaunt figure of Saint Zhunti reformed once more.

As soon as his form appeared, Saint Zhunti's gaze locked onto Luo Fu, and a terrifying Saintly pressure descended directly upon him.

Not only Saint Zhunti—Saint Jieyin, though he did not manifest a projection, also fixed his Saintly pressure upon Luo Fu.

Clearly, Luo Fu's actions had utterly provoked the Western Two Saints.

"Heh, I don't consider myself excessive. The wager was already set—within the rules, each side employs their own methods. What's excessive about that? Are you Fomen unable to accept defeat?"

Facing Saint Zhunti's accusation, Luo Fu sneered, speaking without the slightest restraint, his words showing not a shred of reverence for Saint Zhunti.

"Good, very good—each side employs their own methods. Since you persist in tormenting the Wufu Sect, I shall no longer hold back today. Let you witness the true depth of the Wufu Sect!"

Seeing Luo Fu's utter disrespect, Saint Zhunti's usually sorrowful expression darkened involuntarily, his voice now carrying a faint thread of anger.

A Saint must not be lightly insulted.

Though Saint Zhunti had a thick skin, he still valued his own Saintly dignity.

His shamelessness extended only to how he treated others.

Boom—

A pressure, as if heaven cracked and earth shattered, churned around Luo Fu.

The wrath of a Saint alters heaven and earth.

For ordinary beings, even the mere pressure of a Saint is beyond endurance.

But Luo Fu is no ordinary being; the Saintly pressure, like celestial wrath, dissipated upon reaching several zhang around him, neutralized by an invisible force, leaving not the slightest effect on Luo Fu.

Seeing Saint Zhunti enraged, Luo Fu showed no restraint whatsoever; his expression and gaze carried unmistakable contempt.

Clearly, Luo Fu was not afraid of provoking the Western Two Saints.

Provoking the Western Two Saints was precisely his goal.

Facing Luo Fu's provocation, Saint Zhunti's face grew even darker, the surrounding pressure intensifying until even the flowing Chaos currents were frozen in place.

Unfortunately, though Saint Zhunti burned with boundless rage, he still held himself back and did not strike Luo Fu directly.

"Brother, deploy the final measure. If we continue like this, the prestige of the Wufu Sect will vanish entirely. Moreover, the three thousand Buddha Lands alone cannot hold back the Pilgrimage Team."

Suppressing his fury, Saint Zhunti turned to Saint Jieyin beside him.

Beyond the three thousand Buddha Lands, they had prepared other trump cards—but these involved the very core of the Fomen's strength.

The Western Two Saints had never intended to reveal this card unless absolutely desperate.

"Hmm. There's no point hiding anymore. Given the current situation, if we lose, it will inevitably disrupt the grand momentum of the Fomen's eastward spread. The Fomen's eastward transmission is inevitable—no one can stop it."

Saint Jieyin, too, abandoned his usual gentle, compassionate demeanor, his expression now stern and resolute, his eyes carrying an unmistakable hint of killing intent.

"Nothing may threaten the Fomen. Since the Pilgrimage Team wishes to ascend Bombarding Lingshan, I shall grant their wish—crush them beneath Lingshan and force them to bow and repent for one hundred thousand years."

Clearly, Luo Fu's series of maneuvers had successfully enraged Saint Jieyin.

"Not just the Pilgrimage Team—Luo Fu as well. After dealing with the Pilgrimage Team, I shall personally descend and crush Luo Fu beneath Xumi Mountain."

Immediately following Saint Jieyin's words, Saint Zhunti added, his voice thick with fury.

For countless eons, the two had roamed the Honghuang, never before suffering so many setbacks at the hands of a single being.

More importantly, the one who had humiliated them was not another Saint—but a mere insect who was not even a Saint.

"Hmm. I shall join you. We must capture and subdue Luo Fu together!"

Like Saint Zhunti, Saint Jieyin's heart was filled with fury toward Luo Fu.

Had it not been for Luo Fu, the Xiyu Cosmic Trial would not have spawned so many deviations.

"Begin. I have a premonition—this wager is of paramount importance to the Wufu Sect. It is our only chance to perfect our Dao. At any cost, we must win."

Gazing toward the Western Continent of Niuhe, Saint Jieyin spoke gravely, his tone heavy with solemnity.

Although Saint Jieyin did not know Luo Fu's scheme, as a Saint, he could not help but feel some spiritual intuition regarding matters of his own life and death.

"I feel the same—this wager must be won, no matter what."

Saint Zhunti nodded and also turned his gaze toward the Western Continent of Cattle Worship.

With the decision of the two Saints, changes once again arose over the Western Continent of Cattle Worship.