Chapter 217: Tongtian Self-Severs Saint Status

Di Jun, who had been furious, felt his gaze shrink slightly upon hearing this.

Break out of the mountain!

Having been captured by Tian Yuan, he was filled with such unwillingness; if he could escape, how could he not be tempted?

He did not want to pay attention to Minghe, but since it concerned leaving this place, Di Jun had to put away the restless anger in his heart.

Tilting his head slightly, Di Jun looked at Minghe with his eyes: "And how were you captured by him?"

Although he was a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, Di Jun still had some vague understanding of Merit Sanctification.

With their Primordial Spirit entrusted to this world, the combat power of a Saint is not particularly impressive, but they are still somewhat special in the Primordial World.

Moreover, the fact that he was captured by Tian Yuan was entirely due to his own carelessness.

In Di Jun's view, wanting to capture a Saint in the Primordial World might be even more difficult.

Besides curiosity, he could also use this to understand some of the stone man's methods.

Come to think of it, he had fought Tian Yuan many times, but he still knew little about Tian Yuan; that guy was too mysterious.

If he had known himself and the enemy, how could he have ended up in such a state?

Hearing Di Jun's words, Minghe immediately looked embarrassed, but after only a slight hesitation, he said irritably: "It was just my own carelessness, otherwise how could I have been suppressed here."

After speaking, Minghe did not hide anything and recounted the whole process one by one.

Although it felt very shameful, Minghe had no choice if he wanted to get out.

Having been suppressed here for some time, Minghe was a bit worried about the situation in the Sea of Blood.

Those two bald donkeys from the Western Sect had been eyeing the Sea of Blood; if they knew he was missing, who knows what might happen.

Furthermore, having finally taken that step, he did not want to be suppressed here forever.

"The Sea of Blood also has a Consciousness Space? And it connects to this place?" Golden light flashed in Di Jun's eyes, his face showing astonishment.

He had originally thought Minghe was taken by Tian Yuan on the Primordial land; he did not expect this guy to have rashly broken into this place and thus been suppressed by Tian Yuan.

This is the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, which is Tian Yuan's home turf; no wonder he suppressed a Saint without a sound.

But if the interior of the Sea of Blood could also communicate with this space, then did that mean—Di Jun, lost in thought, suddenly raised his head and looked toward the top.

Unfortunately, all he could see was a constantly beating heart, emitting an ancient and desolate aura; he could not see the scene outside the mountain, let alone the endless firmament.

When he was suppressed, because he was anxious to break through the space and time was limited, he did not have time to observe his surroundings, nor did he see the situation of the firmament clearly.

But the first time he entered this space, he vaguely remembered that the firmament was dark and gloomy, without a single star in sight.

"Could it be that the missing firmament is deep within the Zhou Tian Star Formation?" Di Jun muttered softly, his face becoming increasingly incredulous.

Whether it be the Sea of Blood, the Sun Star, or the Lunar Star, they were all transformed from the physical body of the Pangu Great God.

Since the interior of the Sea of Blood could connect to this space, then in fact, one could also arrive here from deep within the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

Then why did he have no intuition after he proved the Dao to Hunyuan?

Di Jun kept a straight face, thoughts racing through his mind.

Previously, he felt the Primordial Starry Sky was not simple; now it seemed he still knew very little.

In the world opened up by the Pangu Great God, another heaven and earth was hidden, but for some unknown reason, that space was separated.

At this moment, Di Jun somewhat understood why Tian Yuan attempted to refine those stars.

Tian Yuan wanted to restore the Starry Sky within the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, so he reached out to the Primordial firmament. And capturing him might also be related to the Primordial Starry Sky.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Di Jun cursed loudly.

Tian Yuan captured the Witch and Demon Clans to dredge and purify the Earth Veins, but after capturing him and Minghe, he directly suppressed them; it was clearly not because of the Earth Veins.

Reviving Mount Buzhou was one thing, but he also set his sights on the firmament and the Netherworld; just how many secrets of the Primordial World does this guy Tian Yuan know? And what does he want to do? "Di Jun! What have you discovered?" Seeing Di Jun nearby, who was talking to himself and cursing loudly, Minghe was filled with confusion.

He had only spoken about his own experience of being captured; how could Di Jun be even more furious than he, the person involved?

Could it be that Di Jun, like him, rashly broke into this space and then walked right into a trap? Calming the indignation in his chest, Di Jun asked with a dark face: "What method do you have to break out of the mountain?"

"You haven't told me how you were captured yet." Minghe looked Di Jun up and down and asked strangely.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across the corner of Di Jun's eye, and he said coldly: "It was all because of that Heavenly Pillar, otherwise why would I fear a mere stone man?"

Di Jun naturally would not clarify the scene of being captured by Tian Yuan just after he had made a breakthrough.

Minghe could be shameless, but he, Di Jun, was different.

Anyway, he didn't force the other party; it was Minghe who spoke so detailedly himself.

Facing Di Jun's frosty expression, Minghe muttered with some dissatisfaction, but his heart firmed up his own conjecture.

This Di Jun must be just like him, having broken in here due to carelessness, allowing Tian Yuan to take advantage of him.

Sharing the same misfortune, and needing Di Jun's help, Minghe stopped asking and whispered: "To break out of the mountain, the key lies in that Pangu Heart."

Although the Heavenly Pillar Mount Buzhou is extraordinary, he is a Saint after all; it is entirely because that Pangu heart is too powerful.

As he spoke, Minghe looked at the full, vibrating heart.

Every time the heart vibrated, an inexplicable Dao Rhyme would ripple down, scattering the energy he had condensed on the surface of his body.

"This heart must have been obtained by Tian Yuan from the Pangu Temple; how can the great momentum it carries be resolved?" Di Jun looked at the top, his expression turning solemn as well.

When he was suppressed, he also struggled hard, and it was also because of this heart that he was pressed firmly under Mount Buzhou.

With the Pangu Great God having fallen for so many years, the residual energy of the heart could still easily suppress them; Di Jun could not help but sigh at the power of that being.

Minghe transmitted his voice softly to Di Jun: "My Blood Escape Technique is excellent; if I can stir the blood energy within, we might be able to try, but it requires someone to hold off the great momentum of Mount Buzhou."

The Pangu heart is extraordinary, but the great momentum of Mount Buzhou is not simple either.

Earlier, Minghe tried countless times and could not manage to shake Mount Buzhou at the same time.

Now that there is an extra Di Jun of equivalent Essence Refining Stage, they might really have a chance to escape.

As long as the suppression of Mount Buzhou is broken and he can stir the blood of the Pangu heart, he can instantly escape this space and return to the Nether Blood Sea.

Once he returns to the Primordial World, it will not be so simple for Tian Yuan to suppress him again.

Di Jun nodded and said nothing more, and Minghe, who understood the implication, began to shout loudly.

Aside from Mount Buzhou and the Pangu Heart, that mysterious stone man is the greatest threat.

This is the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space; who knows what other methods Tian Yuan has.

All plans must be carried out quietly; if discovered by Tian Yuan, they may have no further possibility.

Beneath Mount Buzhou, Di Jun and Minghe discussed ways to escape, while Baize had already returned to the Southern Land.

Changxi, who had been waiting bitterly, and the Little Golden Crows and others saw Baize return and quickly hurried forward.

"Baize! How did it go?"

"Demon Saint! Is there any news of the Demon Emperor?"

"Demon Saint, was it our Imperial Father who came?"

Amidst the exclamations, there was anticipation, excitement, and deep worry. The many Demon Gods and Demon Saints of the Demon Court all around also looked over, their expressions the same.

They were all captured by Tian Yuan; if the Demon Emperor appeared in this space, they could not help but think this way.

Meeting everyone's gaze, Baize shook his head and replied softly: "It was that Tian Yuan; I did not see the figure of the Demon Emperor."

Whether to persuade Di Jun or to maintain the Demon Emperor's face, it was impossible for Baize to tell the truth.

If they knew the Demon Emperor was suppressed beneath Mount Buzhou, these fellows would recklessly rush over; if they happened to annoy Tian Yuan, their chances of getting out would be even smaller.

Regardless of the reason Tian Yuan had for capturing them here, at least everyone was unharmed.

Including the ten Crown Princes who were captured at the very beginning, Tian Yuan had not done anything to them either.

The task given to them was merely to clear the surrounding flames; he had not paid much attention to them at all.

If some other accident were caused because of the Demon Emperor, the loss would outweigh the gain.

After all, that person could even suppress a Saint; what chance did they have to resist?

The anxious crowd heard this and were all stunned; many looked toward the ten Crown Princes of the Demon Court.

The several Crown Princes were all of the Demon Emperor's bloodline; logically speaking, it was impossible for an accident to occur.

"Baize, did you only see that Tian Yuan, without the figure of our Imperial Father?"

"Did that Tian Yuan say anything else?"

The ten Little Golden Crows did not believe it and asked repeatedly.

Beside them, Changxi and Xihe had strange looks flash in their eyes.

Baize sighed in a low voice and said softly: "That Tian Yuan is extraordinarily mysterious and vanished into the air in an instant, but I saw from afar that the other party was observing the firmament."

As he spoke, Baize looked toward the top of his head.

To deceive the ten Little Golden Crows, one naturally could not rely solely on the mouth; the Starry Sky was the best excuse.

The originally dark Starry Sky was now dotted with faint stars, and more importantly, there was a strange, large star.

He had noticed the changes in the firmament earlier; that crescent-shaped, massive star gave him an extremely familiar feeling, as if it were the Sun Star of the Primordial Starry Sky.

"Could it be related to that star?" Dajinwu frowned, his expression solemn.

The remaining Little Golden Crows also had dark faces and looked at the top of their heads with suspicion.

They had been inside the longest; originally there was nothing in the firmament, but now there were many stars shining. Especially that largest yet incomplete star—they vaguely felt the aura of the Sun Star.

So, was it not the Imperial Father's aura just now, but the fluctuations of the Sun Star?

But how could Tian Yuan stir the Sun Star? The ten Little Golden Crows looked at each other, all with bitter faces, unable to figure out the specifics for a moment.

At the time, the speed was too fast, their Essence Refining Stage was low, and on top of that, the power of Mount Buzhou was shrouding the world; how could they have sensed it so clearly?

"Perhaps it was just an illusion of the Sun Star!" Changxi spoke softly, watching the top of her head quietly.

Beside her, Xihe also agreed: "This concerns the major affairs of the Demon Court; both Demon Emperors have failed to appear, so they must be in seclusion breaking through and certainly would not appear here."

Hearing this, the ten Little Golden Crows also began to doubt if they had sensed it wrong.

A group of Demon Gods and Demon Saints of the Demon Court were captured, and neither their Imperial Father nor their uncle appeared; it must be the critical moment of their breakthrough.

If they were breaking through, that would be another realm; how could they be captured by that stone man?

It must be like this; their Imperial Father was still cultivating in some place in the Primordial World and would come to rescue them once he broke through.

Perhaps deep in their hearts, they also hoped for this result; if even their Imperial Father were captured... Baize did not speak again, withdrew his gaze from the firmament, and swept it across the raging flames all around.

Tian Yuan said that as long as they cleared these flames, he would let them out; Baize did not know if what the other party said was true or false.

But as the saying goes, others are the cleaver and block, and we are the fish and meat; what right did they have to choose?

Now that even the Demon Emperor had been captured, they could only choose to believe Tian Yuan.

Strength, strength is the foundation of everything; only by working hard to cultivate is there a chance to change reality.

The atmosphere in the field was somewhat dull, and everyone was in a bad mood.

Whether it was the Demon Emperor or not, it could not change the fact that they had been captured by Tian Yuan.

They were all high-level members of the Demon Court, many with no small reputation in the Primordial World, yet they were doing manual labor here.

Without a word, everyone returned to their original positions and began to eliminate the boundless flames.

Changxi and Xihe, the two women, only glanced at Baize and did not step forward, also repeating their previous work.

Amidst the crackling flames, the figures of Fire Snakes and the crowd intertwined.

In the Primordial World, East Sea, within Biyou Palace on Golden Turtle Island.

Tongtian sat quietly on a Cushion, with Earth Wind Water Fire surging around his body and Chaos lightning flickering.

After a long time, he opened his eyes faintly, and a flash of determination passed through his Chaos eyes.

Without hesitation, Tongtian Jiaozhu stood up, stepped out, and had already arrived above Biyou Palace.

Looking up toward the direction of the Chaos Zixiao Palace, Tongtian opened his mouth, and a rolling Dao sound emerged: "I, Tongtian, today sever my Saint Position!"

Once spoken, he immediately saw the Immortal Execution Four Swords fly up from his side, emitting a mysterious aura.

The four divine swords followed the momentum downward, one after another slashing across the top of Tongtian's head.

Each time a sword slashed across, Tongtian's figure trembled, and the aura on his body began to fluctuate.

As the four long swords slashed through one after another, Tongtian suddenly shouted, "Sever!" and immediately after those four swords, an invisible long sword descended.

Standing in the air, Tongtian let out a muffled groan, his figure swaying as if about to fall, while a dense purple light surged all over his body.

They overflowed from every part of Tongtian's body, yet they also sought to burrow back into Tongtian's body.

Suddenly, the mysterious Dao sword hanging above his head slashed fiercely once more, and countless purple light spots appeared, circling around Tongtian.

Looking at the incomparably dazzling purple halo before him, Tongtian roared, "My Dao is Jie!"

In an instant, a vast and ancient aura surged from within his body, and the light spots that were still tenuously connected were completely stripped away.

And as the purple light departed, Tongtian's powerful aura plummeted rapidly; he went from Quasi-Saint Peak to Quasi-Saint late stage, and finally fell to Quasi-Saint, ending up at only Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak.

Tongtian's figure trembled and his face turned pale, but his eyes were filled with joy.

As one of the Three Pure Ones and the Pangu Orthodox, the "Jie Dao" was his true Dao; how could a mere merit Saint be worthy of him?

Ever since returning from Purple Heaven Palace, he had harbored such thoughts, and today he had finally taken that step.

Having stripped away the Hongmeng Purple Qi and severed the karma with Purple Heaven Palace, his entire being felt at ease, and his own Dao had become even clearer.

This feeling also made Tongtian understand very clearly that his choice was not wrong.

Jie Dao is the righteous path!

(End of this chapter)