Chapter 425  : Persuasion (1) At this moment, on the other side of the battlefield, Wen Zhong was fighting with the Western Church’s Arhat!

Wen Zhong was the disciple of Holy Mother Jin Ling of the Heaven sect, and he himself had three eyes!

At this moment, his cultivation level was also that of a Diamond Immortal.

Ever since he entered the God Ascension Roll and returned to the Heavenly Court, with the help of Heaven and Earth merit, his cultivation level had improved quite a bit!

For a third-generation disciple like him, it was actually not bad. At this moment, his opponent was the Western Church’s Venerable Luo Fu, the Pondering Arhat. Although the name of this arhat was not as well-known, he was also one of the ten most promising disciples.

His cultivation could be said to be tyrannical, full of quasi-saint cultivation.

In the starry sky, he continuously chased after Wen Zhong. The two of them only met by chance and did not have any grudges. It was just that in the current situation, both sides had their own positions. If there was a chance to kill the opponent’s expert, they would definitely make their move.

Wen Zhong ran for his life. No matter how loud his Divine Horn was, there was no way it would be fake.

He didn’t have any particularly powerful numinous treasures. Facing the Pondering Arhat whose cultivation level was higher than his, he didn’t dare to face him head-on!

As he flew at high speed, a white light suddenly flashed, and Wen Zhong’s head fell off his shoulders.

The Pondering Arhat who was chasing after him was instantly shocked and stopped!

When he looked again, he saw a red-robed Dao Lord appear.

“Dao Lord Lu Ya?”

The meditating arhat cried out in surprise.

This person’s cultivation base and battle prowess could both be said to be formidable.

During the great calamity, he had the Spiked Seven Arrow Book in one hand and the Immortal Slaying flying dagger in the other. Both of them displayed extremely powerful battle prowess!

Clearly, Lu Ya had used the Immortal Slaying flying dagger just now.

The Immortal Slaying flying dagger had wiped out all of Wen Zhong’s life force.

“Hehe, you can’t even catch up to a Diamond Immortal. I’ll help you out!” Lu Ya laughed loudly.

The Pondering Arhat thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and said with a smile, “Thank you, Dao Lord. Shao Deng is looking for you. Why don’t we go and have a seat?”

Lu Ya was fearless in the face of the invitation. He smiled and said, “I’m looking for him too!”

Within Mount Numinous, in the Pool of Eight Virtues, an enormous turtle was crouching on the ground.

Zhun Ti was right in front of him!

“I’ll give you a chance,” Zhun Ti said coldly. “Help my Western Church get through this calamity, and I’ll give you your freedom!”

The turtle opened his eyes and looked at Zhun Ti in front of him. He said coldly, “Kill me!”

Zhun Ti said with a sneer, “This time is different from before. If you don’t want to contribute, the Primal Purple Qi in your body will be lost sooner or later. You have to think carefully. In the great calamity, if you die, you die. You don’t even have the chance to start over. If you enter the six paths of reincarnation, you will be considered dead.”

Upon hearing this, the Dark Cloud Immortal fell into silence.

Zhun Ti continued, “I know you don’t want to be enemies with your peers, but in the Heavenly Court, it’s not just the people from the Heaven sect. There are also quite a number of Chanism experts. If you are willing to lend me a hand, I can promise you that I will spare the lives of those Heaven sect immortals who have yet to reach the quasi-saint realm. Even if my sect controls the operation of the world, I will give them a chance to live! You can be considered to have left them a way out. Otherwise, once they meet, they will have to fight to the death!”

Zhun Ti did not want to waste his breath on him, but there was nothing he could do. He knew very well that in terms of the overall number of experts, even in the last great calamity, he had brought many experts to the Western Church, however, compared to the combined efforts of the Heaven sect and Chanism, they were still inferior. Therefore, he paid more attention to the high-end combat strength of Dark Cloud Immortal.

Dark Cloud Immortal’s background was not small, and his strength was incomparably powerful!

He was the chief disciple of the Heaven sect’s inner sect, apart from the four chief disciples. He was the head of the seven immortals, and his true form was the Golden Whisker Fish. He held a treasured sword and the magic treasure, the Primordial Chaos Hammer.

When the Patriarch of the Heaven sect sect set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he defeated Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi in succession. Even Guang Chengzi, who held the Heaven Flipping seal, could not do anything to him. He was chased like a stray dog.

In the end, he was subdued. Then, he was lured into the Pool of Eight Virtues.

Wu Yunxian, the Black Cloud Immortal, had to be subdued by the Patriarch of the Heaven sect. He should be on the same level as Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, Shao Deng, and Lu Ya.

It could be seen that he was extremely powerful. Such an existence was a top-tier combat strength no matter what.

In fact, Wu Yunxian was also tempted. He had been trapped in the Pool of Eight Virtues for so many years.

Was he really willing?

Different from others, he never bowed his head.

Therefore, he was like a pet of the Mount Numinous.

He could do nothing, go nowhere, have no happiness, and have no freedom.

The great calamity of Heaven and earth had already arisen. The wisp of Primal Purple Qi in his body stimulated his heart even more.

To any cultivator, becoming a saint was an irresistible temptation.

Moreover, Zhun Ti had made it very clear that if he didn’t agree, he would die.

Previously, no matter what, Zhun Ti had never threatened him like this before.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Yunxian shook his body and transformed. The huge golden turtle disappeared, and a Daoist dressed in green clothes with a black face and long beard appeared.

He carried a long sword on his back, and the Primordial Chaos Hammer at his waist. His eyes were unusually sharp.

To him, time seemed to have frozen in the last great calamity.

After the last great calamity, he did not move at all.

He only cultivated quietly and recalled his memories.

“I promise you!” Wu Yunxian said in a deep voice, “But let me be clear. I will not be enemies with the Heaven sect disciples!”

This was his bottom line!