"As the leaders of the righteous path in the Burial Grounds of Immortals, our three families have an inescapable responsibility to stop this great calamity from descending!"
"I speak with righteous indignation," said the Taoist Master Taiyuan.
"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said..."
"Today, I can only transform into the wrath of a Vajra Arhat to resolve this overwhelming calamity!"
"Even if I die, I will do it willingly!"
The Vajra Venerable One put his hands together in prayer and spoke with a face full of great compassion.
“Fellow Daoist Vajra truly deserves to be called a leader of Buddhism. Such magnanimity is indeed a model for us.”
Master Taiyuan said with a look of admiration.
The Vajra Venerable One, like a virtuous and eminent monk, gazed in the direction of the Imperial Palace of the Primordial Dynasty.
"Fellow Daoists, the time has come; it's time for us to make our move."
Nie Zhanlong said.
"good."
Taiyuan Daoist and Vajra Venerable said in unison.
The two waved to each other, and figures emerged from the darkness, appearing behind them.
Then, more figures appeared behind Nie Zhanlong.
The three holy lands each dispatched fifty Nascent Soul Realm elders, totaling one hundred and fifty Nascent Soul Realm elders. Such strength is enough to annihilate any force!
Even the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, the most powerful of the nine holy lands, would be powerless to stop such a force!
"Let's go! First, kill Li Jing, then wipe out the officials of the Taichu Dynasty!"
After saying this, Daoist Taiyuan seemed to take off into the air and flew gracefully towards the palace of the Taichu Dynasty.
Vajra Venerable and Nie Zhanlong both rose into the air.
Elders from the three holy sites quickly followed.
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