252: Zhang's attack on the Great Shang Dynasty: Luo Hou's true methods

On the battlefield, Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. Their Saint bodies were already severely damaged, with cracks appearing.

Their Saint bodies, which were immune to all calamities, now contained the power of the Great Dao of Destruction and the Demonic Path.

Just this one strike would turn their countless years of arduous cultivation into dust.

How much sorrow was etched on the faces of Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti?

Above the firmament, the Heavenly Dao sensed this and bestowed threads of power of merit. However, this bit of power of merit was negligible compared to what they had lost.

After all, preventing a Hunyuan Expert from self-destructing was considered a huge contribution to this heaven and earth.

At the same time, threads of Karma seemed to fall upon the Three Pure Ones. Their eyes showed disdain; they were not Saints who had achieved their Realm through opportunistic means or borrowed power.

Instead, they had truly stepped into the Saint Realm by relying on themselves, without the slightest hesitation. Threads of profound green power of merit manifested around them—that was the Great Dao merit.

The Great Dao merit left behind by Pangu. Faced with this Great Dao merit, the Karma was completely dissolved in an instant.

Of course, a portion of the Karma also fell upon the Disciples of the Three Pure Ones. Saints had responsibilities, and as their Disciples, they would also be affected by the entanglement of Luck.

But in the end, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda enveloped the heads of their Disciples. This Karma still couldn't cause the slightest harm.

As for the West, where were their Disciples? Their main base had been captured. Even if some remained, they were either assimilated by the Demonic Path or became captives.

The Demonic Path's methods were profound; it was unknown where these so-called Disciples had been sent.

"Senior Brother, I can't hold on much longer, cough, cough. I feel the weakness of my Saint Foundation. Even mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to recover requires power of merit as a medium."

Daoist Zhunti's face was pale, and threads of an unknown power fluctuated around him. His Physical Body seemed to be gradually disintegrating.

This was the erosive power of this heaven and earth, as well as the erosive power of Rahu's Demonic Path.

Without this merit and Luck, their value couldn't outweigh their debts, not even superficially.

Thus, the Saint position was naturally incredibly illusory, even beginning to waver. Coupled with their injuries, Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti now dared not heal nor do anything else.

As for attacking the Demonic Path, that was even more impossible.

Their current situation was already very clear: how many moves could they make at most?

Burning themselves, erupting with the Peak of their Saint level, and unleashing a few moves would be their most glorious moment, after which would be their curtain call.

They would merge into a part of heaven and earth, becoming Puppets of heaven and earth, Incarnations of the great dao of heaven and earth, no longer retaining their own will.

"Junior Brother, let's go! Even if we fall, we cannot fall here. Return to the West and sink into oblivion together."

Daoist Jieyin mustered a trace of power and instantly returned to the Western Lands.

Their status was incomplete, their Dao power was extremely weak, their Saint body was almost shattered, and their merit had almost completely disappeared.

At this moment, the Three Pure Ones and other existences did not hesitate. Immortals and Gods, led by Martial King Ji Fa, attacked the Great Shang Dynasty.

Within the Great Shang Dynasty, in a certain palace, Jiang Ziya and Ji Chang resided, cared for by a Succubus. They often enjoyed Dual Cultivation and lived a very carefree life.

What a carefree life that was!

From this palace, Di Xin walked out, his eyes no longer as dazed as before, nor did they hold the slightest confusion. He was incredibly clear-headed, with a hint of vast pressure.

"Jiang Ziya, do you wish to achieve the Realm of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, or even a higher Realm?"

Rahu's voice rang out. Jiang Ziya, hearing this, was first confused, then surprised and horrified, and couldn't help but say:

"Great King, no, you are not the Great King. Who exactly are you?"

Jiang Ziya spoke with a solemn expression, but Di Xin's gaze remained cold, and his indifferent voice came out.

"Have you guessed? What if I am him? What if I am not? Whether I am Di Xin or not is not important at all. What is most crucial is being able to help you advance further, to Breakthrough to Grand Unity Golden Immortal or even a higher Realm."

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi would also be happy to see this."

Jiang Ziya, hearing this, paused, pondered for a long time, and then seriously said:

"With my Aptitude, what method could allow me to advance further? To Breakthrough to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm."

Rahu looked at this scene, and a black light flew out, entering Jiang Ziya's body.

In Jiang Ziya's mind, a scripture suddenly appeared: the Myriad Calamity Dao Scripture.

Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao were originally the Children of Calamity in this great calamity.

Calamity Qi would fall upon them, hindering their Realm Breakthrough.

This was especially true for Jiang Ziya, whose Aptitude was also poor, partly due to the influence of Calamity Qi.

Otherwise, with so many Spirit Medicines in heaven and earth, the Nine Revolutions Golden Core refined by Grand Supreme Elder Lord, although flawed and producing a pseudo-Grand Unity Golden Immortal who could be counter-attacked, it wouldn't be this bad.

At this moment, within the Great Shang Dynasty, apart from a few true loyal officials, all other existences had left, with no intention of staying.

Outside the Great Shang Dynasty, the army had long since reached the city gates. There weren't that many Divine-Grade existences.

After all, having fought all the way here, it was no longer suitable for Divine-Grade existences to act.

Only battles between the Human Race could determine the final power of Luck.

"King Zhou is without Dao, he imprisoned my father and acted against the natural order. Today, follow me to punish Zhou."

Outside the Great Shang City, at some unknown point, Di Xin's figure slowly condensed, and he said with a sigh:

"Ji Fa, you are wrong. Di Xin truly loves his people, far more than you do. But now, this game should end."

Mysterious aura burst forth from Di Xin, and monstrous demonic intent manifested. At some unknown moment, he pointed a finger at Ji Fa's glabella.

Ji Fa died, and the Human Race Luck on him, along with the last remaining trace of Limitless Dao Rhyme power, was completely devoured by him.

A new battle was about to begin.