194: Chapter 194 Preparations for the Great Calamity

The moment the Black Tortoise learned the truth, his pupils completely dilated, his mind went blank, and the entire turtle was left utterly stunned in place.

He never would have imagined that he, a mere small Golden Immortal, could actually cause two Saints to confront each other from across the void and engage in a fierce battle!

Extreme shock, fear, and disbelief intertwined, madly assaulting his spirit platform.

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The Void Realm over ten thousand miles of the Beiming Sea froze, and the churning icy surface of the sea suddenly calmed, leaving only two auras of the Saints clashing madly, whipping up an invisible storm.

Zhunti's golden body burned with brilliant radiance, his gaze fixed malevolently on the Master Tongtian before him, his heart filled with stifled resentment.

Having just suffered a setback with the Human Race, being forced back by the combined efforts of Human Emperor Xuanyuan and Chiyou, he had already lost face.

He had intended to come to the Beiming Sea to pick up some Geniuses to make up for his losses, and having finally stumbled upon this exceptional Disciple who had been a Golden Immortal for a hundred thousand years, he was just about to recruit him into the West, only to have Tongtian interfere.

He immediately spoke first, his tone filled with sophistry: "Senior Brother Tongtian, this turtle has a deep Opportunity with my West. I observe that his Heart-Nature is peaceful and his foundation is exceptional; he is perfectly suited to join my West and cultivate with a focused mind."

"Your Jie Sect has thousands of Disciples, with ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage; you are not missing this one little Black Tortoise. Why be so petty and forcibly snatch someone who is fated for my West?"

Tongtian heard this, and traces of anger instantly appeared in his eyes, his cold, domineering voice resonating through the sky: "Opportunity? What is Opportunity? Among all living beings in the Primordial World, the Dao selects the best teachers! As for that broken place of yours in the West, only a ghost would go there."

"My Jie Sect has vast resources and can provide the best cultivation for our Disciples. This Black Tortoise rightfully belongs to my Jie Sect!"

Once these words were spoken, the atmosphere of the confrontation in the void instantly became even more intense.

Upon hearing Tongtian bluntly disparage the West as barren, Zhunti felt a surge of anger in his heart, yet his face still wore a hypocritical expression of compassion as he continued to speak with sophistry, every word sounding high-sounding and noble.

"Junior Brother Tongtian, your words are mistaken! Although my West does not have the flourishing Luck of the Eastern Land, we have tranquil Dao cultivation grounds, without the killing and strife of the Mortal World, and no internal friction from sect struggles!"

"All living beings who enter my West can wash away their worldly Karmic Obstruction, escape the suffering of the Primordial World's Reincarnation, and focus on seeking the Dao. This is a tremendous stroke of good fortune and Opportunity!"

"Look at your Jie Sect; although you have vast resources, most of your Disciples are entangled in Karma and are all on the Heavenly Dao blacklist. If he goes to your place, who knows how this exceptional Disciple will be raised!"

"Those who stay near vermilion get stained red; those who stay near ink get stained black! Entering the Jie Sect will only get him covered in filth."

These words from Zhunti struck every painful weakness of the Jie Sect.

The Jie Sect intercepts a glimmer of life for all living beings, so the sect is too mixed, and it is indeed true that most of them are on the Heavenly Dao blacklist due to being entangled in Karma.

At this moment, Zhunti was using this point to make an issue of it.

In the void, Tongtian was instantly enraged!

It is one thing for Yuanshi to say it normally, but for you, Zhunti, to say this—are you really not afraid that Tongtian will not be able to lift his sword?

"Noisy!"

With a cold shout, Tongtian stopped wasting words. With a flip of his palm, a streak of emerald sword light shot into the sky!

The top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the qingping sword, appeared. The sword body was wrapped in endless sword Dao Law, and its Sword Intent was incomparably sharp; it is a top-tier killing treasure of the Primordial World.

Tongtian stood horizontally in the void, holding the sword, the biting blade locked straight onto the center of Zhunti's brow, his Saintly pressure fully unfolded.

His eyes were icy and piercing, devoid of any consideration for fellow Disciples, and he sternly scolded: "Zhunti, get lost!"

"Do not force me to slay a Saint today, here in the Beiming Sea!"

A sharp murderous intent rushed toward him, tightly enveloping Zhunti's entire body, causing him to stiffen and his mind to tremble violently.

Zhunti's expression instantly turned incredibly ugly, turning green then white, feeling both stifled and wary.

With his Saintly blood lost, his strength had already plummeted, and he was completely unable to resist Tongtian.

But seeing the Genius that was within his grasp about to be handed over to someone else, Zhunti felt ten thousand kinds of unwillingness in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, Zhunti refused to show weakness and raised his hand to offer up his Spirit Treasure.

Hum!

Seven-colored rosy clouds bloomed into the sky, and the seven treasures tree floated before him, the vast rosy light spreading out, barely resisting the terrifying Sword Intent of the qingping sword.

Two Saintly Dao resonances, one green and one gold, clashed, crushed, and collided madly!

The void cracked inch by inch, the seawater surged back into the Nine Heavens, and the entire Beiming Sea was turbulent, with a Saintly war ready to break out at any moment!

But after only a few breaths of confrontation, the difference in strength was immediately apparent.

Being injured, Zhunti lacked stamina.

Very quickly, the rosy light of the seven treasures tree was tightly suppressed by the Sword Intent of the qingping sword, collapsing at every step.

He had completely fallen into a disadvantage!

Knowing he was unable to resist, Zhunti felt full of stifled anger and unwillingness, and in the end, he could only grit his teeth and admit defeat.

He stared fixedly at Tongtian and let out a cold snort, full of embarrassment and wretchedness: "Good! A very good Tongtian! I have noted this Karma today!"

"This Black Tortoise, this seat does not want it anymore!"

After saying this, he looked down at the Black Tortoise, who was still sluggish and trembling beneath the deep sea, his tone icy: "Wicked turtle, having avoided the Dao Opportunity of my West, you had better watch out!"

As his voice faded, Zhunti no longer had the face to stay. Golden light surged around his body, tearing open the void before him. Carrying the bulging human-kind bag on his back, he turned into a hasty golden rainbow, tore through the space barrier, fled toward the South, and vanished from the North Sea in an instant.

The seven-colored rosy light dissipated, and the turbulent Beiming Sea slowly returned to calm.

Above the void, Tongtian stood with his sword retracted. The spiritual light of the qingping sword was restrained, and he exuded a gentle and vast Shangqing Dao resonance, his gaze slowly falling upon the Black Tortoise, who was still shaken in the cold abyss of the deep sea.

"Junior, are you willing to enter my Jie Sect and become a third-generation Disciple of my Jie Sect?"

As the words fell, it was as if the sound of the Dao resonated in the Black Tortoise's ears!

The Black Tortoise's whole body shook, and his eyes instantly burst with extreme brilliance. All his fear vanished into thin air in an instant, leaving only overwhelming ecstasy!

Only a fool would not join!

That is the Jie Sect!

A super power in the Primordial World!

Never mind being a third-generation Disciple; even being an outer sect servant would be the greatest stroke of good fortune in its life.

Without a shred of hesitation!

The Black Tortoise scrambled, almost rolling and crawling, instantly soaring from the cold abyss of the seabed. Its massive turtle body bowed respectfully in mid-air, its head pressed tightly against the sea surface, performing a grand salute, its attitude pious to the extreme.

"This Junior is willing! This Junior is willing!"

"This Junior is willing to take a Saint's Disciple as a teacher and enter the Jie Sect! I swear to follow the Jie Sect until death, with absolutely no disloyalty!"

Tongtian nodded with a smile: "Good!"

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At the same time, in the South.

Zhunti stood in the high sky, turning his head to look far away toward the direction of the Beiming Sea in the North. His eyes were filled with gloom, and his face was full of irrepressible resentment and baleful Qi.

He gritted his teeth, his voice cold and hoarse, filled with deep-seated hatred, and whispered: "Tongtian...!"

"You just wait for me!"

"I have noted the Karma of snatching the turtle in the Beiming Sea today!"

"You just wait properly! Do not let me catch a shred of Opportunity!"

"If I find an Opportunity in the future, if I do not convert and abduct all the Disciples of your Jie Sect into my West to enrich the Luck of my sect!"

"Then count this Saint as having been one for nothing!"

The moment the words fell, the last trace of light in Zhunti's eyes vanished.

He no longer restrained himself, no longer pretended. The human-kind bag floating behind him suddenly opened its pitch-black mouth, and a monstrous suction force instantly swept across the entire Southern territory!

Hum—!

The phrase "fated with my West" that he used to keep on his lips was also thrown to the back of his mind, no longer spoken.

Whether you are fated or not! Whether your cultivation is good or evil! Whether you are willing or not!

All living beings seen in the South today, enter my human-kind bag! All of you, enrich the foundation of my West!

Zhunti was expressionless, his eyes ruthless. His figure shuttled through the Southern territory. Wherever he passed, living beings vanished, and all spirits fled.

The once Southern Lands was now devastated, and all spirits were in unbearable suffering!

Between heaven and earth, the Calamity Qi also increased continuously, accompanied by complaints.

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PS: It is four thousand words now. The following is some rough plot for the future: The Investiture of the Gods Great Calamity is definitely gone.

With two Primordial entities, it would be bad if the Mortal territory were still devastated.

Therefore, without the Investiture of the Gods, if the Heavenly Dao wants to suppress the Human Dao, it can only start from other ten thousand races.

Compensating for quality with quantity.

Zhunti converts living beings on a large scale, the ten thousand races are in unbearable suffering, and then Haotian becomes a Saint... I will not say more, no spoilers.