The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 158: The Battle Between Bing and Ren
In Qizhou, countless creatures looked up at the sky in shock. Countless cracks appeared on the eternal sky that their ancestors had depended on for survival. The shocking black sky marks were gradually expanding and spreading to the entire sky.

At the same time, the fairy palace that had stood in the sky for who knows how many years also collapsed. Precious stones, gold and silver, rare treasures from heaven and earth, ancient artifacts, and countless relics were left falling in the air, streaking through the air like gorgeous raindrops.

All living beings on the ground were stunned by the dazzling rays of light that could almost burn their souls. Deafening roars rolled in, and the sound seemed to shatter the eardrums of all things in the world.

Some people covered their ears in horror, collapsed to the ground, and trembled uncontrollably; others opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of disbelief, as if the scene before them was beyond the limits of their cognition.

The children cried loudly and hugged the adults around them tightly, holding the adults' clothes with their little hands, as if they were their only support in this sudden change. The old people knelt on the ground, put their hands together, and muttered something, praying for the protection of the ancient gods, the wrinkles on their faces became deeper with fear and worry.

The merchants had no time to pick up the goods scattered on the ground. They ran around in panic, shouting their families' names. Their voices sounded particularly helpless in the noisy chaos.

In the wilderness, countless animals hid in their nests in fear, not daring to show their heads. Birds scattered in panic, insects chirped noisily, and the beasts in the deep mountains also roared to vent their anxiety.

The entire Qizhou fell into chaos and panic, and countless independent cultivators and immortal sects were at a loss.

The beastmen in the wilderness were also anxiously sending messages everywhere, wanting to know something, but no one could tell them.

As the mark in the sky expanded, the ground began to shake and tremble. Thousands of miles of land cracked, and the entire Qizhou was divided into three broken continents. They drifted in all directions with the surging tide. The Tianqi Immortal Sect's jurisdiction, which had lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, was shattered.

The remaining eleven Immortal Sect monks either stared blankly in bewilderment, or sighed in silence as they already knew the situation.

……

Above the nine heavens, at the top of the blue sky, the rosy clouds have cleared away the remaining mist, and the clouds are warm in the sky.

In the heavenly palace, the palaces in the center of Beichen are the most dazzling place. In the Lingxiao Palace, golden trees are the beams, stars are the pillars, mountains and rivers are the ground, and the shadows of the sun and the moon are the sky. On the two main seats just above, sits a goddess with the moon reflected between her eyebrows, her eyes reflecting the moon in the universe, her hair like osmanthus, and a smile on her cold face.

"My lords, the Tianqi Sect has fallen, and one of the twelve is missing. What do you think? Do you want to choose a place in the Nine Continents to establish another sect, or wait for the True Lord to ascend the throne and establish a new continent to grant another immortal sect?"

In the main hall, there were three classes with many seats vacant. Only thirteen figures, some hidden in the mountains and rivers, some transformed into objects, demonstrated their presence.

One of the True Lords who was sitting in the sky above Cloud City smiled and said, "My Lord Taiyin, I think that although Jiuzhou has been in existence for many years, there are still some people who refuse to obey the rules. If we establish them as the leader, I am afraid that it will cause another catastrophe in the world!

Why not wait for the True Lord to ascend the throne and then establish a new sect?"

As soon as this was said, someone in the crowd snorted coldly, "I'm afraid that only the position of Wu Tu in the lower world can be certified at the moment. Isn't Ji Tu Zhenjun's partiality too obvious?"

"The establishment of the Twelve Sects is related to the stability of the Heavenly Palace's luck. Since the Xuanming Lord disappeared ten thousand years ago, no one in the Twelve Sects has been certified as a True Lord for ten thousand years. If it is established in vain, I am afraid that the luck of all living beings will be difficult to support.

If I could establish myself within the Nine Continents, I could make up for this good fortune.

As for the newly-crowned True Lord, when he first takes over the Taoist position, his luck will not be very stable.

It is more reasonable and logical for us to take a stand from the Nine Continents and it is more in line with the rules of the Heavenly Palace to govern the world."

The True Lord who manifested the dazzling stars at the side slowly began to analyze.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell into a brief silence, and the other ten figures were as silent as wood.

Taiyin Zhenjun, who was sitting in the main seat, seemed to be accustomed to the scene before her. She broke the silence with a faint smile, "Guishui, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, the weak woman sitting on the head of a giant python covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "My Lord, you will make the final decision. I have rarely paid attention to the affairs of the lower world, so I don't really understand the details."

Having said this, she suddenly turned her head and saw a heroic man's head behind her. The snake body of the man stood up and the giant python that was holding him up also slowly raised its head. Its body was nearly ten thousand feet long and extremely ferocious, occupying almost half of the hall, with its scales glowing with a faint green light.

"However, the cultivator from the lower realm is about to ascend to the throne, so why not wait a while? After all, Wu Earth is solid and heavy, and is three times stronger than an ordinary True Lord in suppressing luck.

But I don’t know if he can succeed.”

The giant python circled around the star-like pillars of the palace. Before its owner finished speaking, a dragon roar was heard. A huge black dragon head emerged from the vast ocean, and it rolled over with a mighty dragon's might and said, "How virtuous is Wu Tu Cheng Zong?"

As soon as this person appeared, all the True Lords in the field changed color, only because he was the manifestation of the world's Renshui Taoist tradition. Different from the virtues of the other five elements, this Renshui was an ancient True Lord who had seized the four waters, killed his son and destroyed the pig. Even the Taiyin Lord who sat in the upper position had to be wary of him.

True Lord Ji Tu hesitated for a moment, but still resisted the urge to argue. He sat quietly on the Cloud City without saying a word.

"Heh~ Renshui, you are so arrogant! Whether Wutu can succeed or not will ultimately depend on the two masters. Just focus on your water virtue and don't stretch your hand too far!"

A fire like the sun surged over, the blazing and magnificent yang fire seemed to devour the Lingxiao Palace. A three-legged golden crow folded its wings and fell down. Immediately, the Ren water retreated, and the water and fire began to fight against each other in the void. The Ren water would not give in, and the Bing fire would not be extinguished.

As soon as these two met, many empty seats in Lingxiao Palace were sensing something and secretly watching, waiting for the show to begin.

Taiyin Zhenjun in the main seat couldn't help but smile. In ancient times, Ren and Bing should have been a match, but ever since Xuanming lost his position and the fate of the world was no longer fixed, the two have been fighting each other. After all, among the five elements, the Zhenjuns of the three virtues of wood, gold and earth either lived in seclusion or never achieved their position after their deaths in ancient times. Then there were those like Guishui who remained neutral, neither leaning towards her, the Taiyang Taiyin Lord, nor sliding towards Jiuzhou Zhenjun, and rarely participating in the disputes among the Zhenjuns.

Renshui seized the power of Water Virtue, and the True Water and Original Water were half hidden and half destroyed, while Guishui showed weakness, so most of the Water Virtue luck in the world fell into the hands of Renshui Zhenjun.

Among the five fires, Bing Fire is differentiated by the Sun. When Bing Fire is strong, the Sun is hidden; when the Sun is prominent, Bing Fire is weak.

The True Lord of the Sun was in seclusion and his mind was distracted in the lower world, doing something unknown. Naturally, the Fire of Bing was blessed by the Sun's luck, and when both water and fire were at their peak, they could no longer blend together.

"I have already said that Wu Tu cannot become a patriarch!" Ren Shui Zhenjun said coldly: "Whether he becomes a Zhenjun or not, it is impossible!"

The three-legged golden crow transformed by Binghuo roared, attracting one True Lord after another to appear. He taunted, "Whether it succeeds or not, it all depends on the decision of Lord Taiyin! Who do you think you are? How dare you shout like that!"

"You flat-haired bastard! How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me? I will make sure that no living being in the world will see the morning sun tomorrow!"

Renshui was furious, roared, and rose into the void with a dragon's roar. "Humph, you are a true lord, and I am also a true lord. I am not afraid of you!" Binghuo flapped its wings, and the Binghuo in the sky also followed him into the void.

All of a sudden, all the True Lords in Lingxiao Palace disappeared and went into the void.

Soon, only a few people were left in the huge Lingxiao Palace. A True Lord who was hiding in the void said, "Master, are you not going to take care of them?"

Taiyin Zhenjun chuckled and looked into the sky, "Without the sun, the solitary yin cannot last. How can I command them like I did when the four monarchs were here?
Let them go, at least they won't break the Great Void and bring down the Nine Heavens and the Strong Wind. We will just watch the battle between the True Dragon and the Golden Crow quietly."

On the giant python, Guishui Zhenjun turned around and became a gentle woman again. She bowed and said, "My Lord, Qizhou has declined, but it was once the world where several Zhenjuns appeared. Now that it has been divided, how about letting me lead all the monsters in the continent into the Heavenly Monster Realm?"

When Master Taiyin heard this, his eyes flickered, but he still nodded and said, "If that's the case, then go ahead."

"Thank you, Lord!"

Guishui Zhenjun clasped his hands together, and a cold divine decree fell from the void, on which was engraved a moon-lit Taoist seal, demonstrating that he had obtained the favor of Taiyin.

She took the decree from heaven and turned away. The giant python twisted its green scales and sank into the void, going straight to the lower world.

Guishui Zhenjun crossed the void, entered the Nine Heavens, passed through the strong wind, and stepped into the present world.

Suddenly, strands of golden laws descended from all directions of heaven and earth and locked onto him.

Guishui Zhenjun transformed into a male body, holding the Heavenly Decree in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "The Taiyin decrees, and the heaven and earth agree. All the monsters in Qizhou will be returned to the Heavenly Monster Realm!"

The will of heaven dissipated, and the golden laws of the four directions also disappeared into the void. He bowed to the four directions again and said with a smile: "I have received the will of heaven from Lord Taiyin. When I pass through the realm to communicate, I hope that the true lords will not stop me.

When you all return to the Heavenly Palace in the future, I will personally go to your house to express my gratitude and have a drink with you all."

After that, he lowered his head and said to the giant python: "Snake, go to the human world."

Xuangui Zushe responded immediately, then sank its body and fell into the sea. Its huge body plunged into one of the three continents divided by Qizhou, pulling the earth towards the Tianyao Realm in the northwest.

Guishui Zhenjun above the sky took out a green and black wine pot and tilted it down.

Suddenly the wine fell to the sky and the earth, and drizzle fell on the twelve immortal sects' continents. The rain was contaminated with sand and dust, which separated the ocean between the twelve continents and included the vast land mass in the drizzle. Countless rain and fog enveloped the land, making the demon creatures on the land look at the endless fog and disappear.

He was pouring out the essence of heaven and earth when suddenly the sunlight in the sky became brighter and the sun fell rapidly. Even all living beings in the world seemed to see a three-legged golden crow spreading its wings and landing in the halo.

Suddenly, water from all directions was burned and turned into clouds, the heaven and earth suffered a severe drought, and the water in rivers, lakes and reservoirs all dried up.

Guishui Zhenjun's hand trembled, and the drizzle between heaven and earth stopped. He frowned and said, "Didn't you say that you couldn't defeat Taixu? How did you fight to the Nine Heavens?"

Before he finished speaking, a dragon's roar was heard in the deep sea again. The waters in all directions were stirred up into huge waves, and the sea water rose by ten feet out of thin air. At the western end of the world, the sun and the sea were infinitely close, and the line connecting the two seemed never to be bridged again.

All living beings in the world were looking at the strange celestial phenomenon with uneasiness. It was early morning when the sun was rising, but the sun's light was like setting in the west, and the sun was always floating very close to the sea, neither sinking nor rising.

The sky was filled with sunset glow, and the ocean was raging. In this chaos, countless ferocious demons and evil creatures surged onto the other two lands of Qizhou, madly harvesting and slaughtering hundreds of millions of living beings.

Countless blood and corpses covered the land of Qizhou, the setting sun was as red as blood, and the hell of troubled times reappeared in the world.

Seeing this, Guishui remained silent. He just stretched out his hand and a strand of Guishui fell into his palm. He stood on his palm and kowtowed in surprise, saying, "Little snake Guiyin greets the True Lord! It is the little snake's great honor to see the face of the Lord!"

Guishui chuckled at this and said, "Wait a little longer. Ren and Bing are fighting each other, the water is flooding and the sun is rising, which is just right for the sunset Wutu. Come with me and see if this cultivator of the Seven Fates can ascend to the Wutu throne."

"Yes! Master Zhenjun!" Guiyin stood happily on the palm of Zhenjun, and strands of Guishui from the nine heavens fell into his body.

"My Lord, the little snake has been lurking in the land of Nanjue, spying on the Taoist lineage that escaped from Xuanchu for more than a thousand years. No one has ever practiced the Weiyang Taoist lineage. Now Tianqi's fate has come to an end. Does this mean that the masters of the past are really no longer in the world?"

Guishui couldn't help but ponder for a moment after hearing this, "Has the destined person appeared?"

Gui Yin suddenly said, "Yes! He is a true cultivator who has mastered the supernatural power of Tianyan Ancient Qi!

But he has already fallen, and I saw with my own eyes that his fate has come to an end, so I can't be wrong."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Guishui turned his gaze from the Twelve Continents to Nanjue Island and landed on the Qi Ling Sect.

“Then how come this little Qi Ling has a higher level of true cultivation?
Moreover, the force of the door is yin outside and yang inside, and the mutual generation and restraint are combined. Isn’t this the ancient way of Tai Chi?
After all, the only Taoist traditions that can be related to Xuanming are Taiji and Hunyuan, which existed in ancient times."

"Tai Chi..." Gui Yin frowned and said, "Little Snake did see a person who practiced the ancient Tai Chi path with a spiritual weapon, but he practiced the Jin De magical power [Shang Yi Qian], which doesn't make sense."

"Haha, Xuanming Daoism, how mysterious it is? It's okay if you can't see through it." Guishui was not disappointed, but just said: "After this Wutu, you will ascend to the throne of Jindan. Don't be good or bad to the Qiling Sect Daoism, don't get involved, otherwise maybe even your fate will be involved."

"Yes! Master!" Guiyin was originally full of contempt for the Qi Ling Sect, whom he had seen through hundreds of times, but when he heard that his own Master was so cautious, he had to be careful.

……

On the Nanjue Island, the west was filled with rays of light. The competition between the sun and the ocean made the rays of light in the sky even more dazzling and bright. It was a strange sight that had never been seen before.

The rosy clouds faded, and on the thousand-foot mountain in front of Linglong Sect, Master Jiang appeared. After nine years, the Tao was finally achieved!

(End of this chapter)