Chapter 1937

Jun Xiaoyao had a certain idea in his mind.

Fàn Qīngdēng beside him said: "Young Master Yúnxiāo, I'll go to the Buddhist Pagoda first."

Although Jun Xiaoyao said he would find a way to help her resolve the matter of the Demon Empress's origin.

But after all, it cannot be completely certain.

So Fàn Qīngdēng also needs to find a way herself.

If she can comprehend the Buddhist Heavenly Gate Phenomenon in the Buddhist Pagoda, it will greatly help her suppress the Demon Empress's origin.

"Good." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

Fàn Qīngdēng then entered the Buddhist Pagoda.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep; he glanced at the Daoist Pagoda and lightly shook his head.

He currently does not possess the Daoist origin.

So even if he entered the Daoist Pagoda, he could not comprehend the Daoist Heavenly Gate Phenomenon.

But Jun Xiaoyao does not care.

What is his will eventually be his.

Moreover, isn't there still the Three Teachings origin with Lǐ Wúshuāng?

When the time comes, harvesting Lǐ Wúshuāng, he will naturally obtain the Three Teachings origin.

Although it is not the ascended Three Teachings origin.

But Jun Xiaoyao feels that, with his talent, ascending it should also not be difficult.

After thinking, Jun Xiaoyao then entered the Confucian Pagoda.

Upon entering the tower, Jun Xiaoyao looked around.

Inside the tower, it seemed like a small world of Qiankun.

Countless Confucian and Daoist texts within it surged and floated like Wang Yang.

This scene reminded Jun Xiaoyao of the Confucian immortal soldiers and the Heavenly Chapter Holy Scroll.

"Well then, let's begin."

Jun Xiaoyao began to step step by step toward the tower's peak.

The higher he went, the stronger the Confucian rhythm became.

Of course, the pressure also increased.

Therefore, only the strongest and most monstrous heavenly pride can reach the very peak to comprehend.

And just as Fàn Qīngdēng and Jun Xiaoyao each entered the Buddhist Pagoda and the Confucian Pagoda.

Outside the Three Saints Pagoda, another black-robed figure appeared.

This black-robed figure is naturally Lǐ Wúshuāng, who has concealed his identity.

If he revealed his true face, it would not be good for him to act within the Three Saints space.

"Has someone already started challenging the towers?"

Lǐ Wúshuāng looked toward the Confucian Pagoda and the Buddhist Pagoda, where light was surging above.

He carries the Three Teachings origin.

That is to say, his three towers can actually all be challenged, and they are of great use to him.

Finally, Lǐ Wúshuāng looked toward the silent Daoist Pagoda.

"Dao Emperor..."

Seeing this Daoist Pagoda, Lǐ Wúshuāng could not help but recall that figure who once struck him down with a single palm.

It can be said that the person Lǐ Wúshuāng hates most now are only two.

They are Jun Xiaoyao and the Dao Emperor.

"Hmph, since that is the case, then I will first go to comprehend the Daoist Heavenly Gate Phenomenon."

"Who knows, in the future, I might surpass the Dao Emperor on the Dao path!"

It must be said that Lǐ Wúshuāng still possesses that kind of arrogant and ambitious spirit of fighting heaven and battling emperors.

His figure darted, and he also entered the Daoist Pagoda.

After that, also continuously, some scattered and scattered Three Teachings heavenly pride arrived at this place.

But there are not many.

Because of the sudden appearance of the Bai people, many Three Teachings elites were obstructed.

Time passed.

Jun Xiaoyao, Fàn Qīngdēng, Lǐ Wúshuāng, and others, in the Three Saints Pagoda, cultivated for a period of time.

During this time, some Three Teachings heavenly pride also came here.

In the distant sky, a figure came flying through the void.

It was none other than Sòng Dàoshēng and Dāntái Qīngxuán from the Jixia Academy.

"Finally arrived." Sòng Dàoshēng let out a breath of relief.

"But I didn't expect the Bai people to be so arrogant." Dāntái Qīngxuán frowned and said.

"It's fine, with Young Master Yúnxiāo here, everything is not a problem; he should have already entered the Confucian Pagoda, right?"

Sòng Dàoshēng smiled and looked toward the Confucian Pagoda.

With Jun Xiaoyao here, he has no worries at all.

"Young Master Jun..."

Dāntái Qīngxuán's beautiful eyes also looked toward the Confucian Pagoda, filled with longing.

And at this moment, a woman with a sword at her waist, icy demeanor, and bare-faced, soared through the void.

It was Li Qinghan of the Three Pure Dao Sect.

She arrived here, and her gaze first fell upon the Confucian Tower.

Jun Xiaoyao is the Master of the Confucian Sect; if he arrived first, he must have entered the Confucian Tower.

On this side, Tantai Qingxuan saw Li Qinghan's gaze, and a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Her initial focus was actually the Confucian Tower?

Girls are naturally meticulous, and Tantai Qingxuan is inherently a thoughtful and meticulous woman.

Could it be that another woman who admires Jun Xiaoyao has appeared?

At this moment, the Heartless Buddha of the Great Thousand Temple also appeared.

He looked toward the Buddha Tower.

"Have you already entered?"

The Heartless Buddha smiled.

He knows that the outside world regards him as the appointed Master of the Great Thousand Temple.

But in truth, from beginning to end, he is merely a figurehead.

The true hidden monster of the Great Thousand Temple is Fan Qingdeng.

Of course, the Heartless Buddha feels no jealousy.

After all, Fan Qingdeng possesses an unblemished Buddha-body equal to that of the Heavenly Buddha.

This alone ensures that Fan Qingdeng will be the orthodox successor and future Master of the Great Thousand Temple.

And just then.

Dark clouds suddenly pressed in from afar.

A boundless desolate force spread out.

The floating island supporting the Three Holy Towers, originally brimming with spiritual energy and fragrant flora,

but as that desolate force spread, it seemed as if all vitality and life essence had been drained away.

Only desolation remained.

"In the end, a great confrontation is still inevitable." The Heartless Buddha murmured.

And Li Qinghan, Tantai Qingxuan, Song Daosheng, and the other heavenly pride of the Three Teachings also wore serious expressions, ready for battle.

In the distant sky, amidst the spreading black mist, figures of the Dakini tribe appeared.

The three leading young men and women all had pale purple eyes, being heavenly pride of the Dakini royal lineage, possessing astonishing strength.

Many heavenly pride of the Three Teachings have died at their hands.

"Why hasn't that Zou Gu guy shown up? Could he be causing trouble for some women again?"

The burly Ying Gou, holding a blood-colored giant axe, Eighth Prince Qiu Mang of the Eight Kings Lineage said.

"Never mind him; his absence is better, for I can then drink more blood of the Three Teachings' elites."

Seventh Prince Xin Xing said.

"But we must still be wary of Yun Xiao; he is no soft persimmon." Seventh Princess Bian Ling said.

In their eyes, aside from Jun Xiaoyao, no one else could pose a significant threat to them.

Besides them, behind them, there was still a vast expanse of dark Dakini heavenly pride, all elites.

This battle can be said to be a confrontation between the elites of the Three Teachings and the elites of the Dakini tribe.

Of course, not all forces from both sides have arrived.

On the Dakini side, many heaven-defying monsters have yet to come.

On the Three Teachings side, some existences, such as the eldest senior sister of the Dao Sect, have also not arrived.

And now, this initial clash can also be considered a probe, measuring the strength of the younger generation in the opposing camps.

"Kill!"

Without any nonsense.

The Dakini tribe and the beings of the Boundary Sea are naturally born enemies, needing no further words.

A bloody great war erupted.

The void trembled, the earth cracked.

Heaven and earth overturned, various divine laws and abilities collided and shattered.

"Kill!"

The Eighth Prince Qiu Mang, wielding a blood-colored giant axe, let out a violent roar, his stature instantly soaring like a small giant.

With one axe swing, several elites of the Three Teachings screamed as their physical bodies and Primordial Spirits were split in two.

Xin Xing and Bian Ling also acted, activating their royal lineage blood.

It seemed as if Ying Gou's power was bestowed upon them.

Allowing them to slaughter wildly among the Three Teachings crowd.

Even if the Heartless Buddha, Li Qinghan, and others tried to block, they were beaten back, their qi and blood surging.

"Oh, what a delicate beauty, your blood must be delicious."

The murderous Eighth Prince Qiu Mang suddenly locked his gaze on Tantai Qingxuan and charged.

"Be careful!"

Song Daosheng's expression changed.

And just then.

Boom—!

Inside the Three Holy Towers, the Confucian Tower suddenly radiated great light, violently trembling.

A vast surge of holy Dao power burst forth, radiant and dazzling, swirling like a nebula, captivating the soul.

It was indeed the supreme art from the Heaven and Earth Vast and Righteous Treasure Canon — Heaven and Earth Great Harmony!

Bang!

Seeing this, Qiu Mang raised his blood-colored great axe horizontally before him, intending to block.

Yet his entire body was directly blasted away, his flesh seeming as if it would be shaken apart.

"A mere group of zombie clan scoundrels, daring to act fiercely before this young master?"

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forth upon the golden light, appearing like a white-robed true immortal manifest in the world.