The distant voice in the void paused, and when it sounded again, it was less condescending and more angry.
"You are a saint. Saints of all generations must take the lives of millions of people as their responsibility. Only when a saint abandons her own love and prays for the common people can the three thousand planes of the world exist in balance. As the new saint, how can you be so selfish?"
"So? The saints of all generations have been like this, so go find them!" Xi Yue sneered, "All living beings in the world are innocent, but do I owe them anything? Why should I sacrifice myself to fulfill their happiness? You are so great, why don't you be the one who should be sacrificed."
"I'll say it again. You can let me pray for the creation of spirits and maintain the balance between the three thousand planes and the divine realm. But you can let me abandon my own feelings and become a walking corpse trapped here, a puppet that can only pray for spirits? Sorry, I can't do it. As for the saint, you can find anyone you want to be the saint!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The lightning flashed thicker and thicker.
The voice in the void, or the way of heaven, was obviously extremely angry.
Xi Yue felt the increasingly powerful pressure around her, and her expression turned a little ugly.
After all, that is the way of heaven. In the realm of gods, it is the way of heaven that can make all cultivators, even the gods, submit to and revere it.
Logically speaking, even if she was a saint, the Heavenly Dao would not be so afraid and fearful of her.
Just like Ji Mingyu passed the first level of the Divine Emperor trial, he still could not kill anyone under the suppression of Heaven.
But I can.
Xi Yue didn't know why the Heavenly Dao was afraid of her, but when the Heavenly Dao truly showed its original power, it was still not something that a mere divine servant like her could withstand.
Dense blades of light appeared in the purple lightning.
Xi Yue was unable to dodge and was hit by the light blade on her right wrist.
However, what came was not the pain of flesh being torn, but a strong sense of restraint.
Her right hand was trapped, and she couldn't even move her fingers. Her spiritual power and the origin of wood could not flow smoothly on her right hand.
At the same time, a binding light blade appeared under Xi Yue's feet.
The blades of light trapped her legs, and she couldn't even move.
Xi Yue looked down and saw that her feet were slowly turning into stone statues.
Is Tiandao going to transform himself into the original statue of the saint and be bound here
Xi Yue's face changed drastically, and she tried her best to mobilize the power of origin to struggle, but she couldn't break free at all.
"Boss, are you okay?!"
"Xiyue, we're coming out to help you!"
Little Golden Dragon and Little Red also felt that something was wrong in the space and ran out.
Rustle, rustle—the vines of the Purple Netherworld are flying densely.
From time to time, branches and leaves that were cut off by the light blade fell down, and were reborn with the replenishment of Xi Yue's original power.
However, they are facing the way of heaven.
Only when it comes to Xi Yue will the Heavenly Dao show mercy.
As for other living beings, they can only submit to the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao will never allow them to challenge its majesty.
So, before the little golden dragon could spit out lightning, it was struck by a purple-gold lightning.
A large piece of dragon scales was actually dug out.
The little red bird and the little stupid cow were even more miserable. They vomited blood and fainted on the ground.
"Tian Dao, how dare you!!" Xi Yue roared, and the Lishui Sword was suddenly unsheathed.
But it was not aimed at the lightning or the blade, but at the altar and the wall of the main hall. (To be continued)