197: Chapter 197: All Western Disciples Awake, Millions of Years of Accumulation Vanished

Above the battlefield of Mount Sumeru, Innate Spiritual Qi surged violently, and the Void Realm crumbled ceaselessly.

Yuanshi Tianzun held the pangu banner in his hand, the vast power of Heaven-opening crushing the universe. Countless Chaos Sword Qi slashed across the sky, forcing Jieyin to retreat step by step, his Saint body trembling violently.

Jieyin's face turned pale; he no longer had any of the bearing of forbearance and questioning he had shown before.

Facing an Innate Spirit Treasure, he dared not show the slightest contempt.

He channeled the Luck of the Western Sect and absorbed the power of the Heavenly Dao.

He went all out.

The 12th-grade merit golden lotus hovered and coiled in the air, its lotus platforms layered upon one another, blooming with boundless golden light, blocking firmly in front of him.

Boom—!

The golden radiance collided crazily with the Chaos Sword Qi, exploding into endless blinding flashes of light, shaking the entire space until the ground quaked and mountains swayed.

Yuanshi swung the pangu banner continuously, and Jieyin could only keep pouring his magic power into the 12th-grade merit golden lotus.

Then...

In the very instant that Jieyin was fully focused on defending and had no time to look elsewhere!

A cold glint flashed in Yuanshi Tianzun's indifferent Saint eyes. He lifted one hand slightly, and a three treasures jade ruyi, pure white throughout with warm and flawless Dao charm, appeared out of thin air.

Although its grade was that of a top-tier Innate Spirit Treasure, as Yuanshi's Dao-verifying treasure, its pressure far exceeded that of an ordinary top-tier Innate Spirit Treasure.

It contained boundless great power, suppressing all Laws.

"Clang—!"

A crisp sound of collision suddenly exploded.

Carrying an incomparable force, the three treasures jade ruyi, under Yuanshi's control, smashed toward the top of Jieyin's head with pinpoint accuracy, like a meteorite.

In an instant, it broke through Jieyin's defense.

Jieyin never expected that Yuanshi would actually launch a sneak attack!

Then, just like when a child falls, the Saint was now dizzy, his mind a blank.

Even the magic power fueling the 12th-grade merit golden lotus suffered a momentary stagnation.

In a battle between Quasi-Saints, a momentary flaw was enough to decide the outcome!

Let alone at the Saint level.

Yuanshi seized the opportunity and pursued relentlessly.

With a light flip of his wrist, a primitive and heavy Hunyuan Treasure Box, its entire body engraved with thousands of Law Dao patterns, appeared instantly.

The treasure box opened its pitch-black maw, evolving into a Small World within that devoured the heavens, suddenly erupting with terrifyingly unrivaled devouring power.

The immensely strong attraction instantly locked onto the stiffened Jieyin, forcibly swallowing this caught-off-guard Western Saint!

"Hum—!"

The Hunyuan Treasure Box closed instantly, the Dao patterns on its body lighting up to lock it shut firmly.

Yuanshi took the Hunyuan Treasure Box into his hand and set layer upon layer of Restrictions on its surface.

Only after confirming that Jieyin could not break the Seal in a short time did he nod with satisfaction.

Yuanshi tossed the Hunyuan Treasure Box in his hand; although he remained serious on the surface, he was full of smugness inside.

"Hahahaha!! Jieyin, you release people when told to; do you really think you are Shi Yan?"

Crushing Jieyin this time finally restored Yuanshi's arrogant self-esteem.

"Teacher..."

"...Yuqing Saint!"

"We pay our respects to the Yuqing Saint!"

After witnessing Jieyin being sealed, the Western Sect Disciples who had been converted were all filled with fear.

Their greatest backer was gone; now, they were like fish on a chopping block.

Although, given Yuanshi's usual reputation, he certainly would not act against them without reason, they were just afraid.

It was like ants witnessing an elephant trampling their nest from afar. Besides fear, they felt nothing but fear.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood upon the heavenly celebration clouds, looking down at Mount Sumeru below, watching the thousands of converted Disciples, and tapped his fingertip lightly.

A wisp of pure Yuqing Qi spread out into the air, like a celestial curtain, instantly enveloping the entire Mount Sumeru.

The Yuqing Qi contained a pure power of purification, which had a special effect against all conversion arts and brainwashing methods!

Every Cultivator and Disciple who had been forcibly converted by the Western Sect using heterodox methods—at this moment, the instant they were bathed in the Yuqing Qi, the Western Sect's mark in their spiritual platforms was instantly wiped away, and their obscured consciousness awakened with a boom!

"I... I am not a Western Sect Disciple!"

"I am a Genius of the Eastern Tiger Clan..."

Countless Disciples suddenly awakened and returned to their true selves.

After the melancholy passed, everyone looked at that sacred figure in the sky and bowed in unison.

This time, there was no fear, only gratitude and awe, filled with thankfulness.

"Many thanks to the Yuqing Saint for rescuing us!"

"Yuqing Saint, may you be well!"

Hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and gave a soft grunt of acknowledgment.

Having received the Saint's tacit permission, all the awakened Cultivators did not hesitate in the slightest and each displayed their Divine Abilities to flee the West.

Thousands of Cultivators displayed their various Divine Abilities; escape lights, spells, and wind-riding techniques all appeared, colorful streams of light tearing across the sky of Mount Sumeru, fleeing rapidly toward all directions of the Primordial World.

Time passed in a flash!

On Mount Sumeru, every converted Disciple who possessed the cultivation of a Profound Immortal or higher and had the ability to protect themselves and escape had already completely withdrawn.

What remained in place were only a group of minor Cultivators with low cultivation.

Yuanshi swept his Primordial Spirit slightly and clearly perceived that the power of the Seal inside the Hunyuan Treasure Box was rapidly decaying.

Jieyin was, after all, a Heavenly Dao Saint; a mere Hunyuan Treasure Box could only imprison him briefly and could not suppress him for long.

Regarding this, Yuanshi did not care in the least; a look of indifference flashed across his eyes.

It was fine. In any case, the purpose of this trip had already been accomplished.

Boom—!

At this very moment, the Hunyuan Treasure Box shook violently, and the Chaos Dao patterns on its body crumbled inch by inch!

A majestic Saint's pressure soared into the sky, and the Hunyuan Treasure Box exploded with a boom!

Jieyin Daoist escaped in a sorry state, his aura in extreme disarray. The pent-up anger completely broke through his forbearance, and his voice shook the firmament: "Yuanshi!!"

His eyes were blood-red, he was panting like an ox, and he raised his hand to wave the receiving divine banner in his hand, intending to urge the Saint's great power and fight Yuanshi again.

But just as the receiving divine banner was about to be raised, from above the Void Realm, Yuanshi swept a faint glance over.

Yuanshi could not be bothered to waste another word on him. With a wave of his sleeve, the spatial barrier shattered with a boom, and his figure instantly tore through the Void Realm and disappeared into the horizon of Mount Sumeru, leaving behind the devastated Western Sect and the filled-with-grievance Jieyin.

Only after Yuanshi's aura had completely dissipated did Jieyin slowly recover, looking at the dilapidated Mount Sumeru before him: less than one in ten of his converted Disciples remained, and millions of years of management were destroyed in an instant!

Extreme anger and grievance welled up in his heart. Jieyin looked up at the sky, and a roar of rage resounded through the West: "Yuanshi! My Western Sect and your Chan Sect are not finished!!"

The roar shook the four fields, containing endless resentment.

After the roar, Jieyin did not dare to delay; his figure flashed, and he tore through space at high speed, racing toward the most core cave heaven of Mount Sumeru.

Passing through layers of Restrictions, he saw the Golden Crow Prince, Lu Ya, sitting quietly and peacefully in the cave heaven, completely unaffected by the Yuqing Qi.

Jieyin's heartstrings, which had been stretched to the limit, suddenly relaxed. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Lu Ya is unharmed."

Among the Western converted Disciples, Lu Ya had the strongest foundation and the densest Luck, making him the most important for the prosperity of the West.

Even the Six-Winged Golden Cicada, which was currently being converted within the seven treasures tree, could not compare to him in the slightest.