Investiture of the Gods Xiao Sheng, the Poor Taoist Priest, Even Rogue Cultivators Have Human Rights

Chapter 178 The Power of the SaintChapter 178 The Power of the Saint
Prior to this, the Immortal Master Zhunti had used his magical powers to seal off the space around the Netherworld Blood Sea to prevent the fluctuations of the battle from leaking out, attracting the attention of powerful beings from all over the world and affecting their own actions.

However, at this moment, as the saint’s body was revealed, the aftermath of this fierce battle could no longer be concealed and broke out completely, shocking the entire prehistoric world and causing countless powerful people with profound cultivation to be horrified.

”This is the divine incarnation of the Holy Lord Zhunti. He is so powerful. Is he fighting with another supreme saint?”

”Not long ago, wasn’t the Holy Master Zhunti killed by the Taoist Master Hou Tu? How could he be resurrected in an instant and ignite such a fierce conflict again?”

”It is shocking. The divine incarnation stands outside the sky, reaching the edge of the chaos and primordial chaos. What a magnificent power it shows!”

”...”

In the Hongmeng universe, billions of lives were shocked. Facing the boundless divine power, fear welled up from the depths of their souls, and their souls seemed to be in danger of collapse. What’s more, those who dared to look directly at the incarnation of the Holy Master Zhunti screamed miserably, their bodies exploded, their souls shattered, and turned into debris all over the ground.

The Holy Power is so great that it should not be underestimated. Even a quick glance at it is enough to separate life and death and strike fear into the hearts of all living beings.

Even those powerful monks who were at the top of the world lowered their heads and dared not look up.

”That’s Hou Tu Dao Zu’s biological brother!”

However, the other Heavenly Dao Saints did not stop their scrutinizing gazes. They penetrated the void and stared at the battlefield. After seeing the truth, they were all extremely surprised.

They were confused and puzzled. It was clear that Hou Tu’s brother was only a half-step saint and had not yet ascended to the sainthood. How could he have the strength to fight against the Holy Lord Zhunti?
At this moment, he even forced the Holy Master Zhunti to sacrifice his divine incarnation, which is the ultimate fighting posture that only the saints of the Heavenly Dao can display. Once activated, the combat power will soar to the limit, and it will never be used lightly except at the critical moment of life and death.

”Can this person’s power shake the Heavenly Dao Saint?”

At this moment, the eyes of Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu and others became deep and unfathomable. If this was true, it would be too shocking. Xiao Sheng might subvert the supreme myth that has been passed down through the ages in the Hongmeng world!
boom!
The primordial chaos trembled, and the sacred incarnation of the Holy Lord Zhunti stood on the earth, showing a vision of twenty-four heads, each face revealing a very different emotion: some were burning with anger, some were cold and ruthless, some were indifferent and distant, some were cunning and sinister, some were evil and weird, and some were holy and flawless... It was as if he wanted to melt the myriad customs of the three thousand worlds into one.

Around the divine incarnation, billions of golden and white divine lights shone brightly, mixed with the light of snow, giving people an ancient, solemn and mysterious feeling that made people’s souls tremble.

Each of his eighteen hands held a magical treasure, and his holy might was pervasive, shaking the boundless world.

Among them, the bracelets decorated with white snails on the wrists and the seven-treasure ornaments on the arms appear solemn and sacred. There are rings on each finger. There are eighteen arms in total, and each face has three eyes.

The second hand of the right hand holds the fearlessness seal, the third hand holds a sword, the fourth hand holds a rosary, the fifth hand holds a vijuraboroga fruit, the sixth hand holds an axe, the seventh hand holds a hook, the eighth hand holds a vajra, and the ninth hand holds a garland.

The second hand of the left hand holds the wish-fulfilling treasury banner, the third hand holds a lotus, the fourth hand holds a bathing pot, the fifth hand holds a chain, the sixth hand waves a treasure wheel, the seventh hand holds a conch shell, the eighth hand holds a sage bottle, and the ninth hand holds the Prajnaparamita Sutra.

The numerous spiritual treasures complement each other, each revealing the mystery of the universe. As they interweave with each other, the Sanskrit sounds between heaven and earth are melodious, causing resonance and response across billions of time and space.

As long as the precious light is spread, countless creatures will be inspired, their spirituality will be nurtured, their wisdom will be opened, their civilization will evolve, and a series of small worlds will be formed.

However, in an instant, the holy power spread, and billions of worlds were shrouded in disaster, wars raged, and they fell into silence and destruction, and finally turned into nothingness.

Countless worlds are born and destroyed, and the cycle of birth, existence, destruction and emptiness is fleeting, showing many jaw-dropping scenes that make people’s souls tremble and give rise to awe.

The power of the saints penetrates the heaven and earth, illuminating all things, and nothing can stop them! In the distant chaotic era, the name of the great golden immortal Zhunti Taoist was like the root of the Western magic and the eternal legend under the ancient Bodhi tree. The scriptures he chanted contained the secrets of the thirty-three heavens that are immortal and the power of compassion. His magnificent voice resounded through the boundless time and space, crossing the boundaries of the past, present, and future.

Suddenly, the twenty-four faces and eighteen eyes of the Taoist Zhunti flashed with cold murderous intent, ”I am Zhunti. Today, I am here to kill Xiao Sheng with the prehistoric world as my witness!”

As soon as the deafening declaration fell, a holy pressure swept over in an instant. The eighteen hands of the Taoist Zhunti were shining brightly, holding magical weapons, pouring out towards Xiao Sheng. The offensive covered the world without leaving out a single place.

In an instant, the ancient world was submerged in the overwhelming spiritual light, and only the destructive force remained, causing the entire universe to tremble and all living beings to feel horrified.

Under the murderous will of this saint, who can remain safe and sound?

Even though Xiao Sheng was gifted, he could not escape his fate at this moment.

However, under the cover of this endless Buddha light, a voice of extreme indifference suddenly rang out, striking everyone’s ears like thunder: ”The dharma appearance of a saint is nothing more than this.”

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Sheng’s figure flashed, and he stimulated the potential of his body to the limit. The true body of the Ancestral Witch suddenly appeared, billions of miles tall, and was on par with the sage form of the Taoist Zhunti!

Afterwards, a sacred halo appeared behind Xiao Sheng’s head, containing thirty-six deep black holes, emitting boundless world power, as powerful and heavy as the sea, infusing his body with infinite strength, causing his aura to soar.

Immediately afterwards, divine light burst out from Xiao Sheng’s head, auspicious clouds swirled, and three twelve-grade green lotuses sparkled brightly, vaguely merging into a thirty-six-grade chaos green lotus, which was huge in size and rooted in the chaos.

Finally, a long river of laws suddenly appeared, surging and surging, like a giant dragon circling around Xiao Sheng, causing his aura to surge again.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Sheng almost exhausted all his strength and activated the power of the thirty-six heavens. The twelve-level three flowers bloomed with endless Taoist rhyme, and the law of force was pushed to the limit and turned into reality.

Seeing this scene, all the creatures in the prehistoric world were shocked, and even the saints could not help but change color: ”The mysterious existence who once showed the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Azure Lotus in the long river of fate turned out to be Xiao Sheng!”

Zhao Gongming of Jiejiao felt the aura of Dinghai Shenzhu among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Beings, his face changed drastically and he shouted loudly.

It all happened too fast. In a blink of an eye, Xiao Sheng had gathered most of his strength and was countering Zhunti’s attack with great skill. He threw a punch without any fancy moves and went head-on with Zhunti.

boom!
At that moment, the brilliant light of the ancient world exploded. The light was as bright as daylight and extremely dazzling. The terrifying power fluctuations spread out, causing countless mountains to tremble.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this collision, their brains were shocked and went blank. They were stunned by Xiao Sheng’s vast power that could compete with that of a Heavenly Saint.

How horrible is this?
The Taoist Zhunti has already displayed the appearance of a saint, but Xiao Sheng was able to confront him head-on. How could a quasi-saint reach this level?

Rumble!
The space where Xiao Sheng and Zhunti were standing suddenly ruptured and spread out like ripples. Large tracts of land around them seemed to have been evaporated into nothingness.

The prehistoric land is extremely thick and heavy. Even the battle between powerful warriors at the level of Golden Immortal cannot cause damage to it. But at this moment, it is as fragile as paper and keeps breaking!
”Oh no, are they really going to destroy the primitive world?” Countless creatures felt a chill in their hearts. The primitive world was the foundation of their survival. Once it was broken, the consequences would be immeasurable.