Honghuang: I, Yuan Hong, seek stability and sobriety in the world.

Chapter 305 The Angry Western Saints! Who did it?

Chapter 305 The Angry Second Saint of the West! Who did it?

"The Sky-Suppressing Coffin is really useful."

"It is indeed a rare treasure that is vaguely superior to the most precious treasure."

Yuan Hong was a little surprised and rubbed the Sky-Suppressing Coffin, feeling that there were still many uses for this treasure that had not yet been discovered.

The predecessor of this treasure was the immortal bronze coffin that could trap the remnants of the Chaos Demon God. Later, after being systematically strengthened, it underwent a qualitative change and became the Sky-Suppressing Coffin.

If the Heavenly Saint is suppressed within it, he can forcibly cut off the connection with the Heavenly Law!

It only takes seven, seven and forty-nine days to seal the saint inside forever!

Previously, Yuan Hong used this treasure to control his generals and turn them into his perfect puppets.

Unexpectedly, I had an idea today and wanted to try it, and I actually used it to successfully absorb the true spirit of Ksitigarbha.

"Since its true spirit has been absorbed, in seventy-seven forty-nine days, it will definitely be able to be completely sealed within it and impose various restrictions on it."

"It's just that Ksitigarbha is not a general. He has the quasi-sage's will dormant. I wonder if he can control it perfectly?"

Yuan Hong thought secretly.

Being able to seal it permanently is definitely no problem.

It would be even better if he could perfectly control Ksitigarbha and make him use himself.

As for whether it can be done, this is not certain.

If Ksitigarbha still has some fragments of his soul that carry his will and memory, then it may not be possible and he can only set up restrictions.

But now that there is only the true spirit, Yuan Hong doesn't know...

"Forget it, we'll know in forty-nine days. It's useless to think too much now."

Feeling that the Sky-Suppressing Coffin was constantly exerting inexplicable power on the true spirit of Ksitigarbha, and gradually establishing a connection between it and the Sky-Suppressing Coffin, Yuan Hong put the Sky-Suppressing Coffin back into the Atlas of All Spirits with a wave of his hand.

"It's better to leave here quickly, Sun Star is coming soon."

"Time waits for no one. Go to the Sun Star to see the hibiscus trees. It's time to return to the primitive continent."

Yuan Hong muttered in his mouth, waved his hand, and a burst of magic turned into a nine-color rainbow, spreading overwhelmingly, covering this place, eliminating everything, and completely cleaning up all traces of the battle here.

Then, he didn't know whether he was in a hurry to go to Sun Star or whether he felt guilty staying here. In short, Yuan Hong immediately ran away.

Although no one can deduce this place, if a saint happens to explore this place, it will be over...

Just in case, it's better to run away as soon as possible. He doesn't have any hobby of lingering at the crime scene.

……

boom! !

In the Western Sect, on Mount Sumeru, two extremely terrifying holy powers suddenly erupted, as if the sky was angry.

The entire western land felt these two angry holy powers. All creatures were trembling, looking up at the sky blankly, feeling dark clouds covering the sky, as if a disaster was about to happen in the next moment!

"Ksitigarbha has fallen?!"

"Damn it, who did it!!"

The Second Sage of the West, who was discussing how to trick people by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, roared angrily.

The moment Ksitigarbha fell, they knew about it on a whim.

Good guy, there are probably not many people in the world who dare to kill their third-generation direct disciples of the Western Sect. I didn’t expect that Ksitigarbha, a second-generation disciple in the quasi-holy realm, actually died.

Wouldn't this be disturbing Tai Sui's head?

The Second Saint of the West was so angry that he was trembling all over, as if he was more distressed than losing the treasure, even though they did not have the treasure in hand.

Western religion is inherently poor and inferior to the Eastern world in every aspect, from resources to talent and qualifications.

It is very difficult even for them to cultivate a quasi-sage!

Especially for a genius like Ksitigarbha, the two of them have high hopes.

When Zhunti just coveted the underworld, he was thinking of sending Ksitigarbha to garrison in the underworld and carve up the territory there!

Unexpectedly, he fell so easily.

Who did it? The Second Sage of the West didn't say anything and just started calculating with all his strength.

However, what made their faces gloomy was that they couldn't figure out any clues.

"We are still in the early stages of calamity measurement. Ksitigarbha did not get involved in the Shang and Zhou wars, and there was no immortal killing calamity. How come that after his death, we cannot predict it?"

"It's definitely the work of a saint!"

Zhunti said with an ugly expression, his eyes almost bursting with fire, and the Three Corpse Gods jumped in anger.

No wonder a quasi-sage like Ksitigarbha died unexpectedly. It was indeed other saints who did it!

Only they have the strength and courage to kill Ksitigarbha without a care.

It's simply too much!

"But who on earth would do this and become a sworn enemy of our senior brothers from the very beginning?"

"Sanqing and Nuwa are not very similar..."

Jieyin was silent for a moment. Although he was angry, he still spoke slowly.

More importantly, he felt that even if a saint took action, they should not be able to figure it out at all. They should at least find out who was hiding the secret.

But now, the secret is in chaos, as if there was no information about this from the beginning, and something is not right at all.

"Ask them, test them out and you will know."

Zhunti said coldly, he couldn't swallow this breath.

The next moment, the consciousness of the two people spanned the whole world, transcending time and space, and they summoned four other heavenly saints without politeness!

Feeling their menacing momentum, the other four consciousnesses came directly here. The consciousness of the Six Saints turned into human shapes and entrenched themselves in a dark void.

"Jie Yin, Zhunti, why are you so crazy?"

"The death of Ksitigarbha has nothing to do with us."

Yuanshi and Tongtian were not used to these two people, so they spoke one after another.

After hearing this, the Second Sage of the West immediately became angry and about to explode.

Their disciple just died, why don't they get angry?

These two people bullied others so much that they might as well do it today...

"Okay, fellow Taoists, please calm down first."

"If any of the four of us makes a move against Ksitigarbha, it will leave traces even if we try to cover up the secret. We can't hide it from you."

At this time, senior brother Taiqing and I had to speak. Now is the period of calamity. What would it be like if the saints started fighting first?

My words still have a certain weight.

The originally tense atmosphere calmed down slightly.

"Who else in the world can do this? Kill Ksitigarbha and still become invisible from the secret of heaven?"

"Wouldn't it be even more strange for other people?"

Of course, the Second Saint of the West also knew this truth, but he was still very puzzled. He looked at the other Four Saints over and over again, trying to find the murderer.

It's a pity that they didn't do it, so of course nothing can be seen.

However, there must still be people in this world who can do it. For example, Taoist Hongjun can do it and completely cover up a certain aspect of the secret.

However, the Six Saints did not dare to raise this speculation, nor did they think it was so in their hearts.

Even if Hongjun was free, he would not do such a thing...

(End of this chapter)

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