The disciples of the Wushi Realm mostly have profound cultivation levels and can sweep across the entire realm with their divine sense. As the mysterious Saint's words fell, more and more people locked their divine sense on the man in the blue robe.

The sword intent of the man in the blue robe was rapidly increasing, reducing the pressure on all living beings within the Wushi Realm, intuitively making them want to approach him, as if only by being near him could they avoid being afflicted by disasters.

An Xin also looked at the man in the blue robe. As she watched him, she felt that he seemed familiar, and upon reflection, he resembled her master greatly.

Could this person be a descendant of her master?

It seemed as if he sensed her gaze, the man in the blue robe actually glanced at her.

Even though it was just a glance, An Xin was sure that the other party was indeed looking at her.

Yang Xian was indeed looking at An Xin. Although he was a reincarnation body, he could feel the intense cause and effect between An Xin and his true self. Now thinking about it, the catastrophe of this realm was a test centered around her.

"Although you're testing the juniors, since you invited me here, I'm not going to hold back."

Yang Xian glanced at the Saint in the sky. He couldn't be bothered to ponder what the other was considering. Since he had made himself his opponent, he should be prepared for defeat.

He drew the treasure sword from his waist, and his gaze became sharp.

At the same time.

Above the Three Thousand Great Worlds, within the River of Sword Dao, eyes of one sword cultivator after another opened, rising excitedly as they sensed the sword intent they had long pursued.

"The Sacred Heart Sword Dao has manifested!"

A sword cultivator exclaimed, his tone excited.

He stood within the River of Sword Dao, surrounded by sword shadows that covered the earth. He saw a blue light appear on the horizon, extremely beautiful.

The blue light shone on his face, making his eyes more spirited.

...

In the darkness, lightning flashed, various fireworks filled the sky, and fragmentary magic artifacts hovered in midair.

Ji stood proudly in the void, his right hand gripping a Saint's neck.

This Saint's robe was already torn, he clutched Ji's palm tightly, trying to break free, but he couldn't.

In Ji's hand, he didn't seem like a Saint, but more like an ordinary person without any capability.

Crystalline fragments floated around like snowflakes, which were all transformed from a Saint's Dao.

Ji glanced in another direction, where four other Saints looked equally disheveled, staring at him as if facing a great enemy.

The Celestial Emperor stood below, his face unspeakably sullen. Although Ji had come to save him, he couldn't be pleased at all.

Ji was exceedingly powerful!

Saints of the same realm were no match for him at all.

The Saints' divine skills were full of profound mysteries, but Ji didn't care about all that, breaking myriad methods with sheer force, his physical body itself a Daoist soldier, utterly tyrannical.

Gu An's strength, the Celestial Emperor could accept, as he believed Gu An was inherently stronger than him.

But Ji was different, he had once been in the same realm as him, and still was.

Now he could judge, Ji was not Gu An's reincarnation body at all, but a real, truly existing Saint.

The most discomforting to him was, he felt if he were to fight Ji now, he would stand no chance.

"Who exactly are you? What do you want to do?"

The Nine Yang Divine Ancestor asked, his face ashen, Ji remained silent, attacking them immediately, making communication impossible, which felt disagreeable to him.

He was also no match for Ji, but to escape in this manner, he would lose face, and moreover, Ji's aura appeared unrelated to the Heavenly Dao.

Ji most likely came from beyond the chaos!

Could another group of Saints have set their sights on Ji?

The Nine Yang Divine Ancestor had already sensed the aura of other Saints battling. Over thirty Saints actually appeared around the chaos, making them outnumbered, which was utterly absurd.

The Taoist Master had never said such a situation would arise before.

Ji glanced at the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor, his gaze made the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor shiver and retreat instinctively.

Then Ji looked at the Celestial Emperor and said, "Why have you become weaker? Have you slacked off after achieving sainthood?"

These words made the Celestial Emperor's face even more unsightly, not knowing how to refute.

He truly could only defeat one Saint, and couldn't achieve the overwhelming decisive force like Ji.

Gu An, far away in Central Heaven, shook his head upon seeing this scene.

He summoned forth Saints, future Wushi Saints, and a batch of his reincarnation bodies.

They were respectively Chu Lu, Xiao Shengtian, Long Zhan, Lu Han, Black Profound Emperor, Ji, Yang Xian, Emperor of Eternal Life, Supreme Absolute, Guxuan You.

Gu An granted them the Saint Realm, not hoping they would end this catastrophe, but he had his own calculations.

Even though the chaos-side Saints outnumbered the invaders, the invading Saints hadn't retreated, showing how confident they were.

And their Saints were the Taoist Master.

Unfortunately.

These Saints were also being calculated against, unable to see through the cause and effect behind it.

Beside him, Hong Yi seeing the smile on his face, couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

The battle among Saints was happening beyond chaos, she couldn't sense it. Yet she could see that even though Gu An summoned so many Saints, the situation of the Heavenly Dao hadn't improved, chaos continued in various realms, and the decline in the Celestial Dao Destiny wasn't curbed.

This wasn't a good sign.

What was Gu An waiting for?

Why wasn't he intervening?

Upon hearing her question, Gu An smiled and said, "I'm just laughing at a certain old acquaintance's pride. His pride played a significant role in his journey to this day."

"Then are you mocking him?"

"No, I'm relieved. Even when facing an opponent so powerful he has no chance of winning, he harbors only resentment and doesn't want to give up. People like that are too rare."

Gu An's words made Hong Yi raise her eyebrows. She wanted to say she was also such a person but knew Gu An was speaking about a Saint. Since she hadn't become a Saint, it'd be rather presumptuous to compare herself to one.

Hong Yi was about to speak when she suddenly sensed something, turning around sharply and looking up.

She wasn't the only one.

Far away on Inch Island, Hongqian Ancestor also suddenly opened his eyes and looked over. Their gaze pierced through Central Heaven, seeing above the entire Heavenly Dao.

Amid the majestic Celestial Dao Destiny, endless purple qi surged out, swiftly forming a massive flag. The flag was purple, with dark red Dao patterns inscribed on it.

The Celestial Emperor, beyond the chaos, also sensed this. Instinctively, he turned around. But at that moment, a terrifying pressure descended upon him, rendering him immobile.

Not just him, the other Saints felt it too.

Ji, clutching the Saint's neck, rarely furrowed his brows, the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor showed a look of panic.

"What is this power..." The Nine Yang Divine Ancestor trembled as he spoke, but unfortunately, the other Saints couldn't enlighten him.

They had never experienced such a powerful force, which rendered their bodies rigid and immobilized their Saint's magical power.

Ji looked up, seeing a massive purple flag in the depths of darkness, silently waving. Before he could brace himself, his senses fell into disarray. He felt the entire space-time trembling, as an extremely overbearing force dragged him towards an unknown realm.

At this moment, all Saints surrounding the chaos found themselves facing the same predicament.

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