My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1150 The power of the saint
But how could the giant mechs and martial arts puppets let them go so easily?

Countless nanoparticles spread along the retreating trajectory of the immortals and Buddhas, condensing behind them into the 700th and 800th giant mechs, forming a "metal wall" several miles long.

Five hundred mechs followed closely behind with heavy steps, the sound of giant axes chopping like a death knell, each step causing the void to tremble.

The martial arts puppets transformed into silver lightning, flanking from both sides, their swords and fists relentlessly attacking the allied forces' defensive formation, compressing their retreat route ever narrower.

The retreating forces of the celestial and Buddhist allied forces fled in disarray through the sea of ​​clouds, like stray dogs.

The Nine-Dragon Throne of the Primordial Celestial Venerable led the way, while the nine fire dragons fought with all their might to resist the giants chasing from behind. Their dragon scales were shattered by the giant axe, and golden dragon blood dripped into the nano clouds, where it was instantly swallowed by the particles.

The Buddha's nine-tiered lotus throne protected the Western Sect disciples as they covered the rear. Although the Buddha's light was still flashing, it had dimmed considerably. The nanoparticles clinging to the lotus petals were slowly eroding the foundation of the Buddha's light.

But how could the mortal army give them a chance to breathe?
The nanoclouds, like a living tide, rapidly expanded along the retreating trajectory of the immortals and Buddhas. What was originally just clouds covering the battlefield had now spread for hundreds of miles, completely enveloping the retreat route.

The 900th and 1000th giant mechs emerged from the expanding nanoclouds. They were no longer simply pursuing, but instead circled around to the front of the allied forces in advance, condensing a "metal gate" several miles wide in the void. The giant axes crossed to form a barrier, completely blocking the path for the immortals and Buddhas to retreat in the opposite direction from Hunshi City.

"Oh no! They're going to attack from both sides!"

Guang Chengzi cried out in alarm, raised his magic mirror and released a beam of light. The light was shattered by the giant axe of the mecha as soon as it touched the metal gate. The shockwave bounced back and sent several disciples of the Chan Sect flying.

Within the nanocloud behind the gate, countless tiny nanounits began to condense, forming countless "metallic vines." These vines, covered in barbs, coiled towards the allied forces. Once entangled, their armor and robes would be rapidly disintegrated by the microparticles.

The martial arts puppet army transformed into silver lightning, weaving and launching surprise attacks through the retreating ranks.

A puppet set its sights on Kasyapa, who was covering the rear. It activated its warp drive and instantly appeared behind Kasyapa, its battle blade slashing at Kasyapa's staff with high-frequency vibrations.

Kasyapa hastily turned to defend himself. The moment his staff collided with the sword, he felt a tremendous force spread through his arm. The Buddhist beads on his staff were scattered and flew everywhere. The meridians in his arm were also disrupted by the shock, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

If it weren't for the Buddha protecting him with his light in time, Kasyapa would have been killed by the puppet long ago.

The second nanoblade of the giant mech is about to condense. The pale golden blade light expands continuously at the top of the core, and the terrifying energy it emits causes the surrounding sea of ​​clouds to tremble violently.

The trapped allied forces of immortals and Buddhas had long since lost their order. The disciples of the Chan Sect huddled around the Golden Immortals, while the disciples of the Buddha of the Western Sect stood close to the Tathagata Buddha, their faces filled with despair—in front of them was a metal gate composed of thousands of giant mechs, and behind them was a constantly shrinking nanocloud.

The space fleet high in the sky would occasionally fire down a strange beam of light, dragging a Buddha away and disappearing without a trace. Like swarms of locusts constantly dropping miniature bombs, even the temporary defensive barrier erected by the three sages was slowly eroded by nanoparticles, showing fine cracks. "Enough! Today, we can disregard the dignity of sages and join forces to break this deadlock!" The Primordial Heavenly Venerable suddenly raised his head, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes replaced by resolute determination.

He knew very well that if he continued to heed the rule that "saints do not act rashly" at this moment, the allied forces of immortals and Buddhas would be completely wiped out. Even if the three saints were immortal and unharmed, they would be left with only a commander and would not be able to declare themselves "leaders" to the outside world, nor would they be able to educate the masses in the future.

Before he finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun flipped his left hand, and a banner shrouded in chaotic pure energy appeared. The image of Pangu creating the world was faintly visible on the banner. It was the Pangu Banner, a supreme innate treasure bestowed by Hongjun Laozu.

He made a hand seal with his right hand, and the banner suddenly unfurled. Thousands of chaotic sword energies surged from the banner, transforming into a gigantic blade that traversed the heavens and earth, slashing towards the metal gate and the nanoclouds ahead with a sharp, tearing sound.

The Guide Daoist swiftly formed hand seals, finally settling on the "Demon Subduing Seal." A nine-tiered lotus platform rose from beneath him, its petals unfolding layer by layer, releasing an unprecedentedly brilliant Buddhist light—this light was no longer a gentle, protective light, but rather condensed into a thousand-foot-long golden Buddhist sword, its blade covered with densely packed Sanskrit characters, each character radiating the power of "annihilation of all things," slashing down towards the direction where the nanocloud was densest and the mechs were most concentrated.

The Sage Zhunti held the Seven Treasures Tree horizontally in front of his chest. The seven jewels on the tree lit up at the same time, and then exploded with a "bang", transforming into seven beams of light of different colors. The beams of light intertwined in mid-air to form a huge "wan" shaped mandala.

The mandala array's core rotated rapidly, releasing an all-consuming gravitational force that instantly froze dozens of giant mechs attempting to charge. The mechs' giant axes hung in mid-air, unable to fall, and their scarlet energy lights flickered erratically, as if even their internal programs were being disrupted by the gravitational field.

The combined power of the three sages was earth-shattering!
The chaotic giant blade formed by the Pangu Banner was the first to crash into the metal gate. "Crack—Boom!" Two loud noises rang out almost simultaneously. The gate, which was made up of thousands of mechs, instantly shattered, and the torsos of the mechs in the front row were directly cut into several pieces by the sword energy.

Before the nanoparticles at the fracture point could recombine, they were cleaved apart by the golden Buddha's blade that followed. The moment the Buddha's blade pierced the nanocloud, the entire sea of ​​clouds was as if it had been split open, and a gap tens of miles wide instantly appeared. The nanounits at the gap were completely purified by the Buddha's power, turning into scattered metallic dust, without even a trace of recombination.

The Sage Zhunti's swastika mandala formation continuously released gravity, firmly trapping the surrounding giant mechs in place. The mechs kept swinging their giant axes in an attempt to break free, but they could only struggle in vain in the gravitational field, unable to move forward even half a step.

"This is the true power of a sage!"

A gasp of relief rippled through the disciples of the Chan Sect. Taking advantage of the moment, Guang Chengzi activated the Zhen Tian Mirror. A silver light swept across the area, temporarily forcing back several mechs that were trying to maneuver around the gap from either side, giving the allied forces a chance to catch their breath.

But at that moment, the mortal fleet far out in space suddenly turned back—the remaining warships were clearly unwilling to retreat, and under the cover of interstellar dust, they once again fired their tractor beam main cannons towards the battlefield. The green beams pierced through the atmosphere, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, heading straight for the three saints and the allied forces of immortals and Buddhas.

Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly. His left hand still held the Pangu Banner, while his right hand took out a lustrous jade ruyi, which was his Dao-proving artifact, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi. As the ruyi was waved, five-colored rays of light shot into the sky, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long wall of light in mid-air, blocking all dozens of beams of guiding light.

The law of gravity seemed like a toy in the hands of the Primordial Celestial Venerable. The immense gravity that could pull a terrestrial asteroid was easily neutralized by him and his treasure.

(End of this chapter)