"Brother, I can't make it anymore!"

Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch roared, "Remember, avenge me, and on every festival, don't forget a jar of clear wine for my tombstone..."

The next instant, he saw Zhong Shenxiu reaching out and grabbing him, and his Divine Sense started to blur.

Purple qi surged for thousands of miles!

Zhong Shenxiu grabbed the dispersing Yellow Heaven Dharma Body of Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch and immediately used his newly acquired ability.

In his palm, Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch instantly became somewhat blurry, his body seeming to be composed of countless streams of information and data.

Normally, the True Monarch could have struggled, but now he was completely defenseless and easily digitized by Zhong Shenxiu.

Then, in the eyes of Zhong Shenxiu, Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch turned into a segment of data:

[Name: Zhu Zhujiu]

[Title: Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch]

[Stage: Dharma Body]

[Status: Cursed by misfortune, fate severed]

...

'It seems to have worked; I merely digitized a piece of furniture before, but this time trying it on a Dharma Body, I also succeeded easily—the sole divine authority is indeed terrifying!'

Then, Zhong Shenxiu thought flickered, and the status section of Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch instantly blurred, the two negative statuses disappearing and changed to [Normal]!

He then dispersed the data contamination and restored Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch back to his flesh and blood form.

"Brother, don't forget..."

Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch was still dictating his last words, his expression suddenly changing: "Eh? I'm cured?!"

Zhong Shenxiu's sequence of actions was essentially a matter of thought.

Essentially, he first contaminated Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch, reducing him to a game-like character, forcibly downgrading his dimension, and then used his own GM-like admin privileges to freely alter the data.

The adverse attacks from fate, which possibly the three great Daoist sects couldn't undo,

were easily resolved by Zhong Shenxiu's sole divine position—

and this situation was actually very frightening.

After being dimensionally reduced, Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch had absolutely no secrets from Zhong Shenxiu, even the fact that he still wet the bed at the age of five was crystal clear.

He could even change his data arbitrarily such as transforming his gender into a woman...

However, Zhong Shenxiu's mastery of the sole divinity wasn't yet complete, so there were still restrictions.

For example, elevating Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch to a disintegrated immortal was unachievable, but demoting him to a Primordial Spirit or even a mortal was feasible.

"Ha ha... Brother owes you a life. Those Western birdmen, last time doesn't count, let's go again!"

Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch displayed remarkable bravery, perhaps out of vexed anger; after reviving with full health, he instantly activated the Yellow Heaven Dharma Body.

Infinite golden light filled the area, intermixed with the phantoms of great seals and Daoist soldiers.

Having clashed with them before, he understood the abilities of the three eighth-order beings somewhat; knowing he couldn't let them use their full power, even coordinating together, he must persist in attacking!

"Fate's black hole? An ominous vortex!"

Bai Eslun, upon seeing Zhong Shenxiu employing a method he couldn't comprehend to instantly cure Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch, immediately thought of the strange sights he witnessed in fate beforehand.

The Archbishop of the Spirit Church also showed a stunned expression, because he was unable to perceive Zhong Shenxiu's 'spirit'.

As for the elderly golden-haired man from the Church of Misfortune, he had already been entangled by Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch and couldn't disengage.

"My name... Bai Eslun, and you are?"

Bai Eslun bowed slightly, leaving Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch feeling bitter inside: "You wasn't this polite before..."

Feeling aggrieved, he struck even harder and almost overwhelmed the eighth-order professional from the West.

"I am a Cultivator from the ancient Eastern empire, the spouse of a Royal Princess, East Splendor Daoist True Monarch... you may call me Zhong Shenxiu!"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded.

Although he could easily slaughter these people, provoking the ninth-order power behind them wouldn't be good: "Why did you incite this conflict?"

"The Clement Kingdom belongs to the Western lands!"

Bai Eslun declared, "And the descendants of that kingdom have, in exchange for the 'Damp Bone Forest,' sought the aid of the armies of the Western Court Empire... A great war is inevitable, as guided by fate!"

'So the sole divine artifact that went missing after the last great war is now in the hands of the Western Court Empire?'

Zhong Shenxiu realized clearly, more aware that the real battle was still to come, his heart growing solemn: "But this here is Fufeng territory, historically the land of the Yan Han Empire!"

"Yes, so we will withdraw..."

Bai Eslun nodded politely: "We look forward to our next encounter."

His figure gradually faded, along with the Archbishop of the Spirit Church, both entering the Spirit Realm.

On the other side, Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch, although cursing, stopped his attack; he took the opportunity to wound the Archbishop of the Church of Misfortune, which accounted for some revenge, but let the enemy escape.

And he was aware that even if he truly pursued, he wouldn't be able to kill the foe; perhaps, he'd even be ganged up on.

Such a losing transaction was definitely not something he would do.

Zhong Shenxiu sighed, feeling these Western professionals indeed had some special traits.

Even seemingly seeing their own inevitable defeat, they didn't easily engage with him, which was somewhat dull.

At this moment, the retreat order was also spreading among the Western troops, as large numbers of diverse armies began to withdraw, fleeing from the battlefield that resembled a blood-soaked morass.

The dragon-headed creatures ravaging the ground halted their movements in an instant, transforming into the form of Nine Spirit Dragon Mother Primordial Monarch, turning into a streak of light, and joining forces with Zhong Shenxiu and the others: "Many thanks to the Taiping Sect for your assistance!"

Now that Zhong Shenxiu was almost considered one of their own, the female Primordial Monarch was primarily thanking Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch.

"The conflict between East and West is a matter of great righteousness; it cannot be shirked, no need for politeness."

Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch's posture was well executed: "Only, with the Western Expedition Protectorate destroyed, Fufeng might suffer war again..."

"That's not something we need to worry about; the Unity True Monarch has already gone to oversee the Nine Dragon Pearl Array. With the assistance of the Miao Ji Zhen Sect this time, we plan to further strengthen the array, always having a Dharma Body stationed there. Even if disintegrated immortals come attacking, we can hold on for a while and wait for reinforcements..."

The Nine Spirit Dragon Mother Primordial Monarch spoke calmly: "However, with the Western Court Empire now joining the dispute, I fear that years later, when Enrique and the professionals of the Bauhinia Kingdom regain their strength, the East-West battle will inevitably be even more fierce..."

At the mention of this, everyone present couldn't help but fall silent.

Particularly Zhong Shenxiu, preparing to go back and immediately enter deep seclusion.

The true self must break through the 'heart obstacle' in the second layer of barriers.

The ritual attempts in both Primordial Grotto Heaven and Xuanming Sky also needed to be sped up, to digest the sole divinity sooner and achieve immortality sooner!

This East-West battle, unless reaching the state of disintegrated immortal, ultimately can't affect the overall situation.

And without becoming a True God, one is still but an ant!

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