Under the Celestial Spirit Divine Thunder Flame, the Saint Master Gold Elephant was struck by a sword, and in an instant, his skin split open, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Ah!"

In pain, the Saint Master Gold Elephant finally broke free from the shackles of the Heart-Stabilizing Curse and regained his wits.

In the instant he freed himself, the Saint Master Gold Elephant activated the Dragon Elephant Heart Image, recited scriptures, and performed divine techniques: "Practice great alms, quick-tempered and wrathful, not depending on righteous recollection, will later transform into a great dragon body!"

Roar~

A massive golden mountain appeared out of thin air, surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars; it was none other than Sumeru Mountain!

Upon its peak, a giant serpent coiled around Sumeru Mountain seven times; it was one of the Eight Dragon Kings of the Dragon Race, known as the Monas Dragon King, also referred to as the Dragon King of Great Strength!

This serpent was no mere snake, but a dragon species!

After the Great Brahma Heaven ascended to divinity, he divided the sage beings of the Harappan Ancient Kingdom into eight groups, of which the Celestial Beings were the most revered, followed by the Dragons, all born sacred and noble.

At this moment, the Saint Master Gold Elephant was exhibiting the power of the Dragon King of Great Strength!

With a single palm strike from the Saint Master Gold Elephant, the Dragon King's immense strength moved mountains and filled oceans, and even space was shaken by its formidable force, layer upon layer pressing towards Ye Qingzhou, as if to crush him completely.

Ye Qingzhou did not dodge or evade, traversing the sky with Soaring Void Crossing, each step causing the galaxy to ripple, inducing spatial fluctuations.

Stepping on the Stars, Sword Swings the Star River!

Ye Qingzhou waved his long sword, casting a Sword Qi like a vast galaxy, its radiant light illuminating the great world.

With just one sword, he tore apart the spatial palm force of the Saint Master Gold Elephant, transforming into a meteoric streak from the outer heavens, shooting directly towards the Saint Master Gold Elephant.

The sound of the sword's reverberation shook the entire Xinde City. Before the eyes of the city's populace, under Ye Qingzhou's sword, the Saint Master Gold Elephant's arm was severed, blood spilling onto the long street.

The aftermath of their confrontation also devastated the area within a kilometer radius of the city center.

Shopping malls and office buildings collapsed in heaps, myriad people screamed and fled, and in the chaos, trampled each other to death, numbering in the thousands.

"Ye Qingzhou! Do you really wish to incite war between the two kingdoms?"

Blood flowed nonstop from the Saint Master Gold Elephant's severed arm, and no matter how he tried to staunch it, it was futile, for the wound had been locked at the moment of injury by Ye Qingzhou's Primordial Sword.

"When the Great Brahma Heaven ravaged my Dongji Kingdom's towns, the war had already begun. Previously, we refrained from fighting, merely due to the concern that the Western Pole Kingdom might seize the opportunity to intervene, aiming to compete for the Daoist legacy within the Insect Mother Ruins. Now that the ruins are in my possession, there is no need to worry about information leakage, and so we can freely engage in combat."

With the sharp sword in hand and the Divine Sword Celestial Monarch Armor upon his body, Ye Qingzhou was at the peak of arrogance: "Come and fight, let me see how useless your Martial Saints of India are."

"Arrogant!"

After a Brahmic chant, five figures arrived together, their Power of Mental Imagery linking as one, weaving a dreamlike and ethereal world.

In that world, every celestial being and buddha sat in rows around the golden Sumeru Mountain, celestial flowers cascading, and golden lotuses sprouting from the ground. Sacred radiance illuminated every corner like a pure land of light, free from suffering, sinless, with only peace and beauty.

"All beings have their roots and talents, is superiority or inferiority the natural order?"

Ye Qingzhou felt the surrounding time and space being isolated and sealed, a force as vast as a mountain and sea pressed upon him, as if he were opposing this very world.

The Seven Saints of India, excluding the deceased Saint Master White Bull, had all gathered here, wanting to jointly suppress Ye Qingzhou beneath Sumeru Mountain.

With a cold sneer, Ye Qingzhou scoffed at this tranquil pure land, stable as still water: "The way of the gentleman lies in self-improvement and perseverance, how could one's roots and talents be dictated by birth? Your doctrines and reasoning are utterly laughable!"

With a sword strike, the Sword Intent carried with it the resistance of "The way of heaven is to be strong; the gentleman should strive incessantly," breaking the shackles on his mind, his spirit then breaking free.

"Does mere Sumeru Mountain wish to suppress me? Watch my sword!"

Stepping on the Stars, Sword Swings the Star River!

The sword light pierced the sky, stirring the star river; under the immense Sword Qi, even spaces shattered.

Ye Qingzhou fought against five with the power of the Divine Sword Celestial Monarch Armor augmenting him, surprisingly holding his own, even managing to spare a hand to continue pursuing the wounded Saint Master Gold Elephant.

"Ye Qingzhou, do you truly think my India has no one?"

Behind the Saint Master Poison Dragon emerged the Heart Image of the seven-headed Naga; with every breath came venomous winds, a mere gaze could send one to the Dead Land, terrifyingly mighty.

At this moment, he launched a killing move.

Celestial Tier Martial Technique, Hundred Venom Wind!

Ye Qingzhou remained unmoved, as the venomous winds touched his skin, immediately causing leprosy and scabies, various viruses ravaging within, damaging organs and eroding Ye Qingzhou's vitality.

Clang~

Heart Sword Secret Technique, Cut My Sword Dao!

Ye Qingzhou employed the Heart Sword Self-Cutting Technique, eliminating the toxins and diseases imposed upon him by the Hundred Venom Heart Image of the Saint Master Poison Dragon, his mind continually ascending.

The fourteen eyes of the seven-headed Naga simultaneously locked onto Ye Qingzhou.

Power of Mental Imagery, Deadly Shortsightedness!

Filled with malicious intent, this gaze bore a projection of the Path of Death, a power extremely cold, capable of freezing even a Martial Artist's mind.

Fortunately, Ye Qingzhou had long refined his spirit with Nine Flames, achieving One Qi Pure Yang, thus fearless of the opposing Death Gaze, even casually waving a sword light, the sharp brilliance slicing through the serpentine eyes, annihilating the Heart Image of the Saint Master Poison Dragon's seven-headed Naga.

"Ah!"

With the Heart Image linked to the soul, injury inflicted anguish upon the heart.

The Saint Master Poison Dragon wailed, two streams of blood tears flowed from his eyes; he was already in a state of blindness, and with the Heart Image breached, his strength greatly diminished.

"All together!"

The remaining Indian Martial Saints were both frightened and furious.

The Saint Master Poison Dragon was not weak, especially with his Heart Image blending myriad poisons and the Path of Death, his attacks often unpredictable and defensively difficult, his strength formidable.

Yet, this Saint Master Poison Dragon, with just one encounter, was heavily injured by Ye Qingzhou, even his Heart Image breached, causing the Seven Saints of India to lose composure immediately.

They had long heard of Ye Qingzhou, this peerless genius from the Dongji Kingdom's Martial Arts World, of unparalleled talent, who had once slain several Martial Saints in the Chuyun Country, renowned for his military exploits.

But hearing was one thing; witnessing firsthand allowed them to truly feel that terrifying sense of oppressiveness.

Saint Master Frost Lotus, Saint Master Asura, Saint Master Spirit Mouse, and Saint Master Swan teamed up in tacit cooperation to launch a pincer attack, knowing well that individual duels would lead to being defeated one by one by Ye Qingzhou.

"We will jointly summon Sumeru Mountain to suppress him!"

The Six Saints all cultivated the Daoist legacy passed down by the Brahma Emperor, thus their power systems were consistent, sharing the same root and origin. Hence, by joining forces, their combined strength immediately plunged Ye Qingzhou into a challenging battle.

"Ye Qingzhou, you are overly arrogant!"

"Were it not for the lack of fortune in India, preventing us from gathering eight Martial Saints to cast the Celestial Dragon Eight Heart Mantras, with just one confrontation, we could suppress you under Sumeru Mountain!"

Under the resplendent golden light, the magnificent and grand golden mountain descended from the sky, accompanied by celestial music echoing across the heavens. The immense pressure from the heart trapped Ye Qingzhou to the ground, unable to move.

"Hmm?"

Ye Qingzhou opened his Celestial Eye and immediately saw through the secret and essence of Sumeru Mountain: "So, the religious legacy of thousands of years, converging the Thought Ability and consciousness of countless people, has constructed this great mountain within human hearts. This mountain typically exists only in the Spiritual Realm, and at least five Martial Saints are needed to summon it from the Spiritual Realm to the real world..."

Although Sumeru Mountain is purely constructed by the Power of Thought Ability, every inch of land bears immense weight. Let alone Martial Saints, even a Martial God would struggle to bear it.

Fortunately, the six Indian Martial Saints present could not gather the full contingent of the Celestial Dragon Eight, and thus they could not summon the complete Sumeru Mountain from the Spiritual Realm, at most bringing forth a low-end version projection.

Rumble~

As Sumeru Mountain pressed down, Ye Qingzhou, at that moment, became akin to Sunx Monkey facing the Tathagata Buddha, helplessly watching himself being suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain.

"Hahaha, regardless of your terrifying divine abilities, Sumeru Mountain renders them useless!"

The Six Saints truly believed they had won, already half-celebrating with champagne.