Conferred Gods: Poor Taoist Xiao Sheng, casual cultivators also have human rights

Chapter 181: Shocking battle record in the ancient times, absorbing the essence of the saint!

At this moment, the vast land fell into a deathly silence, and the eyes of all living beings were deeply shocked. This battle had many twists and turns, until in the end, Xiao Sheng actually won!
This is an astonishing achievement unprecedented in history, enough to be recorded in the annals of history and become the most glorious page, which will last forever and be worshipped by countless future creatures.

Because of the power of the saint, the world calls him "all ants below the saint", and almost no one can defeat him. Even the two great masters, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, during the ancient witch and lich catastrophe, could not do this.

If the twelve ancestor witches work together to activate the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, they may be able to compete with the Heavenly Saint, but this still requires working together.

However, Xiao Sheng accomplished this heaven-defying feat solely by his own strength!

What a terrifying achievement! Challenging a saint with a mortal body, this kind of fighting power is enough to shake the entire ancient history!
"Victory! Victory!" From the depths of the underworld, there was an overwhelming sound of celebration. Xing Tian, ​​Kuafu and other great wizards roared to the sky, venting their inner excitement.

This battle was magnificent. At first they were all worried about Xiao Sheng, but they never expected that Xiao Sheng would win in the end. It was like a dream and unbelievable.

In the abyss of the six reincarnations, Hou Tu saw all this and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If Xiao Sheng was really in danger, she would definitely go to rescue him without hesitation. However, her power can only be exerted in the underworld. Once she steps into the prehistoric world, she will be suppressed by the heavens. Whether she can successfully rescue him at that time is still unknown.

Now, Xiao Sheng actually relied on his own strength to defeat the Immortal Master Zhunti and resolved the crisis, making Hou Tu's worries disappear.

"From now on, my underworld can be said to have two fighters comparable to saints. It is really a sea change." Hou Tu's beautiful eyes flickered with a mixture of joy and emotion.

Who could have imagined that not long ago, she was just a fragment of soul clinging to the edge of reincarnation, facing the fate of extinction at any time. But now, she has not only achieved the way of the authentic saint, becoming the authentic ancestor of the underworld, and her power in the underworld is enough to compete with Hongjun, but Xiao Sheng's strength has also been raised to the level where he can defeat the saint!

With two saint-level fighters stationed in the underworld, the underworld has been as stable as a rock since then, and its rise is unstoppable.

Even though there are still many dangers in the ancient times, the momentum of the rise of the witch clan is unstoppable!

In fact, their future may even surpass the Lich Era and reach a more glorious peak!

“Fellow Daoist, I admit defeat today. I will never trouble you again in the future. All our previous grudges are now written off.” On the battlefield, the Immortal Master Zhunti smiled sadly and admitted defeat completely.

As a saint, he certainly values ​​his reputation, but it is more precious than his life. He had died once before, and after being reborn with the power of Heaven, he found that he was more severely controlled by Heaven, and he was absolutely unwilling to make the same mistake again.

"Do you think you can get rid of me with just a few words?" Xiao Sheng raised the corners of his mouth and responded with a sneer.

"I am willing to donate 50% of the merits of the Western Religion as compensation." The Immortal Master Zhunti said decisively.

Between the endless chaos and primordial chaos, there is no strange secret treasure left on his body. In the previous fierce battle, the colorful mysterious sacred tree exploded, and the eighteen fairy artifacts in it were all shattered. Even though he is a saint standing at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao, he is now poorer than those quasi-saints in deep cultivation.

The only thing he could still be proud of was the immense merit he had accumulated day and night over the years. The 50% merit of the Western religion was enough to be considered a huge number that shook the world.

After all, the two saints, Zhunti and Jie Yin, have done nothing for many years except accumulating merits day and night.

Such an apology was truly full of sincerity. However, in the face of all this, Xiao Sheng simply said two words: "Not enough."

"Fellow Daoist, are you being too harsh?" The face of the Saint Zhunti showed anger. He thought that Xiao Sheng's move was tantamount to pressing him step by step. He had already given everything he had, including 50% of his merits. Wasn't he satisfied?
A sarcastic smile appeared on Xiao Sheng's lips. To him, the mere merits of the Heavenly Dao were nothing to be bothered with, because he was born into the supreme Chaos Demon God family and could directly absorb the most pinnacle merits of the Dao!

With the great merits in hand, why would one still need to covet the mere power of Heaven?
Needless to say, compared to Taoist Mosquito, this Zhunti is undoubtedly one of the major sources of disasters in the prehistoric world. If he can be killed, the vast amount of merit bestowed by the Great Dao will surely roll in!

However, this Zhunti is a saint blessed by Heaven. No matter how many times he falls, he can be resurrected with the help of Heaven's power. He is eternal and immortal.

Even so, there is still a way out. All you need to do is to try to weaken its power to the greatest extent possible, and you will naturally receive an astonishing reward.

"Since it's a matter of life and death, why bother about whether it's excessive? As a saint, you are too naive." Xiao Sheng smiled faintly and shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his momentum soared instantly, and he stretched out his palm towards Zhunti, wanting to extract her saintly origin!
If one is separated from the origin, even a saint will find it difficult to escape this calamity. Even if one can be reborn in the long river of Heaven, it will cost a greater price. And such a loss, in the eyes of Heaven, means a heavier bondage.

For Zhunti, this heavy pressure was undoubtedly an unbearable pain.

"what……"

Zhunti wailed miserably, and behind him appeared a sacred tree of innate Gengjin Bodhi, swaying violently, as if trying to break free from its restraints and soar into the sky - that was his saintly origin, which was forced to manifest at this moment, and was about to fall into Xiao Sheng's hands.

In the previous battle, Zhunti had been seriously injured and now had no strength to resist and could only let Xiao Sheng do whatever he wanted.

"Xiao Sheng is indeed extremely cruel." In the prehistoric world, countless creatures witnessed this scene and were all shocked and terrified. The screams of the Saint Zhunti resounded throughout the prehistoric world, making them deeply feel the power of Xiao Sheng!

At this moment, the void suddenly exploded, and a ray of light rushed out, emitting an astonishing saint-level fluctuation, sweeping across the nine underworlds in an instant.

It was so fast that it arrived in front of Xiao Sheng in just a moment and went straight to his palm. Its power was so strong that Xiao Sheng had to turn his palm over to resist it.

boom!
The light exploded.

However, almost at the same time, the Saint Zhunti was tightly wrapped by another ray of light and was pulled away from his original place in an instant. Then, a person with a pale yellow complexion and a face full of worry appeared. It was another saint of the Second Heaven of Hunyuan in the Western Religion who stood at the top of the Heavenly Dao - the Taoist Jie Yin.

Zhunti and Jie Yin are like brothers, and seeing Zhunti fall into such a dangerous situation, Jie Yin will not sit idly by and will appear in time to rescue her.

In the distant cultivation world, the title of "Daoyou" is particularly common. Jieying Xianzun looked at Xiao Sheng, his face full of heavy worry, as if he was whispering about the ruthlessness of fate. "Daoyou Xiao Sheng, are you going to let this go?" He said in a deep voice. If the other party was determined not to give up, he would have to use the forbidden power to suppress Xiao Sheng under the Great Dao.

(End of this chapter)