517: Chapter 447 That is Pangu’s World_2 517: Chapter 447 That is Pangu’s World_2 But when two Minor Worlds collide, the entire Void suffers compression and shatters, requiring passage through chaotic void currents to enter during that ti.
Although a Quasi-Saint’s physical body is sturdy enough to endure, one might find oneself tens of thousands of miles away with a re turn.
Wang Yang had considered this issue and released the rit Celebration Cloud to stabilize the surrounding space, just at that mont, the Leader of the Tongtian Sect and Saint Taiqing were already clashing.
Both being Saints, their movents were so fast they surpassed the capture of the naked eye.
“Go!”
Just then, the Leader of the Tongtian Sect reminded Li Xiu.
Just monts ago, the Leader of the Tongtian Sect had cleaved open a corner of the Minor World with the Slaying Immortal Sword, making this an excellent opportunity to enter.
Saint Taiqing, still unaware of what had happened, blinked in confusion as Yang’s figure flashed, the rit Celebration Cloud protecting him as he swiftly burrowed into Saint Taiqing’s Minor World.
This left Saint Taiqing startled, montarily forgetting to nd his Minor World.
Watching Tongtian, he couldn’t fathom what the duo was plotting.
However, by this ti, the Leader of the Tongtian Sect had turned away from Saint Taiqing and swooped towards the battlefield below.
As long as Wang Yang was dealing with Saint Taiqing, he would be free to hasten the end of the battle below.
Soon, this battle gathering Quasi-Saints from Various Sects in Jambudvipa would also co to a decisive conclusion.
However, because Wang Yang had entered his Minor World, Saint Taiqing looked at Tongtian departing but did not act.
He intended to completely resolve Wang Yang inside the Minor World, ensuring the grand battle of the Various Sects would also co to an end.
He believed that by eliminating Wang Yang, the Cutting Teachings Sect would have no chance of resurgence.
With a thought, Saint Taiqing too entered the Minor World.
Inside the Minor World of Saint Taiqing.
This was a world brimming with life, with mountains, rivers, lakes, and plains.
Wang Yang, engulfed by the Chaos Clock, flew a circle around this world.
He discovered that this world, rely ten thousand miles in circumference, was but a corner compared to the Four Continents.
Yet, in such a world, the Human Race also thrived.
They built cities and developed civilizations.
Even in the largest city, Wang Yang saw a statue of an old man riding a Green Ox, which was a statue of Saint Taiqing, the faith of this world.
Of course, the Realm of the inhabitants here was not high; at least as Wang Yang flew above them, no one noticed him.
The most potent aura in the city was rely at the Earth Immortal Realm, totally unable to detect him.
Just as Wang Yang was about to absorb the Great Dao of this world, Saint Taiqing had already manifested in that world.
Thus, Wang Yang naturally refrained from further action and faced Saint Taiqing across the void.
“Wang Yang, you’re courting death!
In my world, I am the only deity!”
Saint Taiqing looked down at Wang Yang, who, had it been outside, might have been untouchable with the rit Celebration Cloud, but a Minor World turned even the mighty Wang Yang into re ants.
“Saint Taiqing, such a world is wasted on you, better let have it.”
Wang Yang was not the least bit nervous; instead, he spoke with a smile to Saint Taiqing.
“Hmph, be stripped!”
Saint Taiqing, not wishing to waste words with Wang Yang, could here achieve true Word Becos Law, just like a Saint in the Three Realms.
Instantly, Wang Yang felt as though there wasn’t a trace of Spiritual Energy around him, unable to sense either the Great Dao of the Five Elents or any other Dao.
It was as if he had been exiled, scolded and rejected by the world, unable to draw upon any power.
“Ti!”
Saint Taiqing then uttered, and the flow of ti surrounding Wang Yang rapidly accelerated, just an instant for Saint Taiqing but already a sixty-year cycle in the Minor World.
“Do you see?
You are on a path to your own demise!”
Saint Taiqing shook his head and continued, “I did aid you during the Calamity of asurent in the Journey to the West; why must you sacrifice your life to aid the Cutting Teachings Sect!”
In his own Minor World, Saint Taiqing had tens of thousands of ways to kill Wang Yang.
Wang Yang also realized his predicant was dire as he could not harness any Energy, yet he was still consuming his Mana to keep the rit Celebration Cloud functioning.
Especially now, with ti accelerated, his Mana would soon be exhausted if this continued.
Realizing this, Wang Yang imdiately withdrew the rit Celebration Cloud to reduce his Mana consumption.
“Are you giving up the struggle?”
Seeing Wang Yang not speaking but instead withdrawing the rit Celebration Cloud, Saint Taiqing shook his head and laughed loudly.
Without the protection of the rit Celebration Cloud, Wang Yang was like a lamb to the slaughter in his eyes.
Of course, Saint Taiqing harbored considerable dissatisfaction towards Wang Yang.
Everything had been within his calculations; whether it was the division of Buddhism’s Fate or anything else.
He and Wang Yang had coexisted peacefully.
However, with the ergence of the grand battle among Various Sects and the reappearance of Tongtian, Yang’s closeness with Tongtian, everything began spiraling out of his control.
Even matters like the Demon Realm, Shamanic Tribe, and Southern Immortal Volcano were related to Wang Yang.
If it weren’t for Wang Yang being an outsider, he definitely wouldn’t have left matters unattended.
Until now, Wang Yang had beco a threat to his existence.
It could be said that all these events ultimately stemd from Wang Yang.
Without Wang Yang, none of these events would have occurred.
The All Saints could have planned the Calamity of the Heavenly Demon at peace, everything progressing as they had envisioned, still reigning supre beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Just as Saint Taiqing was contemplating killing Wang Yang and restoring the world to normal, Wang Yang stood there, grinning at him.
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