Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Huang Tianhua was tied up by Yang Jian, and his mount, the Jade Kirin, was also easily suppressed by Yang Jian.

Meanwhile, the Celestial Hound also tore off one of Wei Hu's arms, causing Wei Hu to faint from the pain and lose his fighting ability.

Seeing this, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu attacked Xiaotianquan without hesitation, but were easily defeated by Xiaotianquan. Han Dulong, who was the weakest among them, was even killed by Xiaotianquan.

At this point, all four third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect had been captured, and the morale of the Xiqi faction plummeted.

Upon seeing this, Huang Feihu, who was in Sishui Pass, immediately ordered the Shang army to charge out.

The fierce and ruthless Shang soldiers faced a massacre against the demoralized Xiqi army.

As expected, the Xiqi forces were immediately routed, suffering over 10,000 casualties, and fled back to their camp.

The disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect and the Chan Sect entered the tribulation, and especially after some of them perished, this further catalyzed the tribulation's energy.

The mortal soldiers were all affected, and the Shang army pursued them all the way to the Xiqi camp. It took Huang Feihu several orders for the army to retreat.

Despite some minor hiccups, there is no doubt that this was another major victory for the Dashang side.

Huang Feihu was overjoyed and immediately held a banquet to reward Yang Jian.

Halfway through the banquet, King Wu Cheng, Huang Feihu, got down to business. He said in a serious tone, "Immortal Yang, I heard from the Grand Tutor that the disciples of the Chan Sect are extremely protective of their own. If we beat the younger ones, the older ones will definitely jump out and make things difficult for us. We have captured a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect. In a few days, will a second-generation disciple come to challenge us?"

"No problem. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. King Wucheng need not worry. With me at Sishui Pass, nothing will go wrong."

Hearing Yang Jian's confidence, Huang Feihu was completely relieved. Then, remembering the three captured third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, he asked Yang Jian, "Then, Immortal Yang, what should be done with the three disciples of the Chan Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian replied without hesitation, "The three who arrived first, Wei Hu and Xue Ehu, are nothing but ants. We can kill them as a sacrifice to the flag when we fight Xiqi again."

The young man who appeared later was quite capable. I didn't inquire about his background, nor do I know his master. King Wu Cheng could try to recruit him; if that fails, then execute him.”

Huang Feihu nodded. For some reason, he felt a strange sense of familiarity with the young man who fought Yang Jian, so he asked this question to try and find out the young man's identity.

Judging from Yang Jian's words, he didn't know the identity of the boy who came out later. In that case, he would interrogate him himself!

Meanwhile, in the main tent of Xiqi, the army was routed and returned. Jiang Ziya frowned as he watched the group of defeated soldiers return. He really did not expect to lose the battle today. Could it be that Zhang Guifang could defeat his three nephews?

With these questions in mind, Jiang Ziya left the camp, intending to ask his three junior disciples.

After searching the area, Jiang Ziya did not find the three men. His expression changed drastically, and he asked the general in command, "Where are my three nephews?"

Upon hearing this, the general's face showed sadness: "Reporting to the Prime Minister, of the three immortals, one has perished and two have been captured. The Shang army is fierce, and we were no match for them. We barely managed to escape back."

The general's words struck Jiang Ziya like a thunderbolt, leaving him completely stunned.

Wei Hu, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu were all his junior disciples and his closest friends and relatives. He had invited the three of them down the mountain to help him, but now? One of them had perished, and two had been captured. How was he supposed to explain this to his senior brother Daoxing?
Ji Shuang, who had followed them out, overheard this and was also shocked. Was Zhang Guifang really that powerful? Could she defeat a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect?
After a long while, Jiang Ziya calmed down and asked the general in charge of the army, "How did Zhang Guifang defeat my three nephews all by himself?"

"Prime Minister, you have misunderstood. It was not Zhang Guifang who made the move."

"If it's not Zhang Guifang, then who is it?" Jiang Ziya pressed.

"He claimed to be Yang Jian, a third-generation disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect, and that when the three immortals were defeated, another person came to their aid, but he was also captured by Yang Jian."

Jiang Ziya's face showed a look of sudden realization. If it was a third-generation disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect who made the move, it was not impossible for his three junior disciples to be defeated.

But soon a doubt arose in Jiang Ziya's mind: Did Wei Hu and the others have helpers?

"Do you know who is helping Wei Hu?" Jiang Ziya asked.

"I don't know. The young man didn't introduce himself. He only asked about Yang Jian's identity and didn't say who he was."

Jiang Ziya remained silent.

Upon hearing the name of the Holy Lotus Sect, Ji Shuang's face showed a look of defeat. He couldn't help but think to himself, "The Holy Lotus Sect has actually sided with the Great Shang. Could it be that destiny is not on our side in Xiqi?"

Jiang Ziya was unaware that Ji Shuang's resolve had wavered. After a while, he turned to Ji Shuang and said, "Supervisor, don't panic. I will go up Kunlun Mountain again and ask my fellow disciples to come down and help us."

Ji Shuang nodded expressionlessly.

Jiang Ziya said no more and flew to Kunlun Mountain.

After this battle, Ji Shuang dared not launch another direct attack on Sishui Pass. He ordered his soldiers to temporarily set up camp and recuperate.
Two days later, Jiang Ziya arrived at Kunlun Mountain. This time, Jiang Ziya went straight to the Daoist temple of Daoxing Tianzun.

A few days ago, Dao Xing Tianzun sensed that the bottleneck in his cultivation had loosened. This situation should be attributed to a reduction in the tribulation energy within him.

The decrease in calamity energy meant that one of his three disciples must have perished.

Thinking of this, Dao Xing Tianzun felt a surge of grief. He closed his eyes and quietly recited the Yellow Court Classic to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

At this moment, outside Dao Xing Tianzun's cave, Jiang Ziya's voice called out: "Is Senior Brother Dao Xing there?"

Dao Xing Tianzun sighed and muttered to himself, "Junior Brother Ziya has arrived. It seems that my disciple has indeed fallen. I wonder who it is?"

As they spoke, Dao Xing Tianzun had already flown out of the cave. He glanced at Jiang Ziya and then suppressed all his emotions, saying, "So it's Junior Brother Ziya. Why don't you come to Xiqi to assist the chosen one? What brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's face immediately filled with grief and indignation. "Brother Daoxing, Ziya is so sorry!"

Dao Xing Tianzun immediately feigned surprise and asked, "Junior brother, don't panic. Tell your senior brother what happened?"

Jiang Ziya immediately recounted to Daoxing Tianzun how he had invited Wei Hu, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu to come down the mountain to help Xiqi.

Upon hearing this, Dao Xing Tianzun's expression changed slightly. It was one thing for his three worthless disciples to be killed or captured, but why was his junior brother's disciple, Huang Tianhua, also captured? It took Dao Xing Tianzun a long time to recover his senses. A hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he asked Jiang Ziya, "Who killed my beloved disciple?"

"Senior brother, that man claims to be Yang Jian, a third-generation disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect."

"This junior deserves to die!" Dao Xing Tianzun's face revealed hatred: "Junior Brother Ziya, I will follow you down the mountain and make sure this person is listed on the Investiture of the Gods."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's eyes lit up and he said, "Senior brother, the juniors of the Holy Lotus Sect have many magical treasures and spirit pets. There might be other members of the Holy Lotus Sect in secret. Why don't you call a few more people?"

Dao Xing Tianzun did not think that dealing with a mere third-generation disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect required the help of other senior and junior brothers. However, Huang Tianhua was a disciple of Junior Brother Qingxu, and now that Huang Tianhua had been captured, he should inform his junior brother.

Thinking of this, Dao Xing Tianzun turned around and went to the cave of Qingxu Daode Tianzun.

Although Qingxu Daode Tianzun was the last of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect to enter the sect, his aptitude, comprehension, and background were all of the highest quality.

He possesses numerous magical treasures and is extremely powerful. Although he is not well-known among the Golden Immortals, his strength is by no means inferior to that of renowned Golden Immortals such as Ju Liusun and Taiyi.

Upon hearing that his disciple had also been captured, Qingxu Daode Tianzun immediately nodded in agreement: "Very well, I will go down the mountain with my senior brother."

Subsequently, Jiang Ziya, along with Daoxing Tianzun and Qingxu Daode Tianzun, descended the mountain and headed straight for Sishui Pass.

When his personal disciple descended the mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun naturally noticed, but he did not intervene. Yang Jian dared to kill his third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, so he would have to pay the price.

With Dao Xing Tian Zun and Qing Xu Dao De Zhen Jun leading Jiang Ziya, the three of them arrived at the Xiqi camp at Sishui Pass in less than half a day.

Dao Xing Tianzun looked towards Sishui Pass, where he could sense that his two disciples were.

The Pure Void Moral True Lord could also sense that his beloved disciple, Huang Tianhua, was in the city.

Dao Xing Tianzun, already harboring murderous intent, asked impatiently, "Junior Brother Ziya, when shall we engage in battle?"

Jiang Ziya quickly replied, "Brothers, don't be in a hurry. The army still needs to be reorganized before setting out. How about the morning after tomorrow?"

Dao Xing Tianzun suppressed his killing intent and said, "Fine, then let them live one more day."

Meanwhile, in Sishui Guanzhong.

Huang Feihu was looking at Huang Tianhua with a complicated expression. In the past few days, Huang Feihu had learned Huang Tianhua's identity: he was Huang Feihu's son who had been taken away by an immortal to learn Taoism when he was 3 years old.

Huang Feihu never imagined that he would be on the opposite side of his son. In the past few days, he had tried to persuade Huang Tianhua many times, but Huang Tianhua remained unmoved.

“Father, you’re here again? If you’re going to spout that whole loyalty to the emperor and love for the country thing again, then don’t say a word.” With that, Huang Tianhua turned his head away.

Huang Feihu was nearly driven mad with anger upon hearing this: "You unfilial son, I'm trying to save you! Traitors and rebels deserve to be killed by everyone. If you don't bow your head and admit your mistake, I will have no choice but to punish you according to military law."

“Father, what wrong have I done? Emperor Xin was tyrannical, persecuting loyal officials, indulging in lust, and misleading the country and its people. My Chan sect followed the will of Heaven and helped Zhou overthrow Shang. What wrong have I done?”

"Nonsense! Your Majesty is a man of great talent and strategy. Under your rule, the people live in peace and prosperity. Everyone has food to eat, and every family has surplus grain. How is this a case of injustice?"

Huang Tianhua was speechless for a moment. In the few days he had passed through towns on his way down the mountain, he had indeed seen that the people were doing well.

"Isn't it true that he was obsessed with beauty and persecuted loyal officials? Emperor Xin favored Su Daji, and because Su Daji disliked him, he killed a large number of people who dared to remonstrate with him. He also built a wine pool and meat forest for Su Daji. How can this be considered a wise ruler?"

"You ignorant brat, you have no idea what checks and balances are, or what the way of the emperor is. The people Your Majesty killed all deserved to die. If these people were alive, the people would not be able to live such a happy life. Do you understand?"

Huang Tianhua clearly didn't understand; his expression at that moment was one of utter bewilderment.

Huang Feihu was too lazy to waste any more words with his foolish son. He had gone mad from studying Taoism and knew nothing about court affairs.

Huang Feihu admitted that not all the ministers killed by the king were treacherous, but they all sided with the feudal lords, prioritizing their interests and disregarding the lives of the common people.

The king killed them for the sake of the people and to consolidate his royal power.

Two days later, early in the morning, Xiqi mustered 100,000 troops, led by a former deputy general under Nangong Shi, and set off for Sishui Pass together with two Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

The horses' hooves shook the earth, raising countless clouds of dust. With the help of the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, the morale of the Xiqi side soared, and they soon arrived at Sishui Pass.

One hundred thousand elite troops from Xiqi were arrayed, while the two Golden Immortals of Kunlun stood in mid-air, their eyes filled with disdain.

At Sishui Pass, King Wucheng Huang Feihu ordered his soldiers to be on guard, while Yang Jian escorted the tightly bound Wei Hu and Xue Ehu out.

Upon seeing Dao Xing Tian Zun, Wei Hu became excited, but his mouth was sealed with talismans by Yang Jian, preventing him from making a sound. He could only desperately try to get help from Dao Xing Tian Zun with his eyes.

Yang Jian glanced at Dao Xing Tianzun and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun in the sky, his face still showing the same calm and collected expression. With a hint of sarcasm, he said in an unfriendly tone, "The Chan Sect truly lives up to its reputation! My master once said that if the Chan Sect beats up the young, the elders will come out. Today I have truly witnessed it."

Upon hearing this, Dao Xing Tianzun's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "You audacious brat! How dare you spout nonsense and slander my Chan Sect! Disrespecting the Sage's sect is to despise the Sage! Release Wei Hu immediately! Kneel down and surrender, and I might put in a good word for you before my master. Otherwise, for the crime of despising the Sage alone, you will only face death!"

"Disrespecting a sage? Hahaha! What do the sages of the Chan Sect have to do with me? I am a disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect, not your Chan Sect. Besides, the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man made an agreement during the Investiture of the Gods calamity that sages are not allowed to intervene. Does the Jade Purity Sage dare to violate the prohibition of the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man?"

Dao Xing Tianzun's face grew even more gloomy after hearing Yang Jian's words. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a flash of cold light in Yang Jian's hand, and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade appeared in his hand.

Then, right in front of Dao Xing Tianzun, Yang Jian wielded his three-pointed double-edged sword with unparalleled smoothness, slashing at Wei Hu!
"How dare you, you brat!" Dao Xing Tianzun could no longer tolerate this. He used the Golden Light of the Earth, one of the Thirty-Six Divine Powers of the Heavenly Gang, and transformed into a golden light that streaked across the void to save Wei Hu.

But Dao Xing Tianzun was ultimately a step too slow. The three-pointed double-edged sword sliced ​​across Wei Hu's neck, and a fine head flew off. The light in Wei Hu's eyes gradually stagnated and lost its luster. His primordial spirit transformed into a stream of light and flew into the Investiture of the Gods.

With Wei Hu's death and the arrival of the tribulation, the tribulation energy on Dao Xing Tian Zun's body dissipated considerably, but his face became increasingly gloomy, and his killing intent erupted like a mountain torrent and tsunami, engulfing everything.

"Good! What a daring disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect! To kill my disciple right in front of me!" With that, Dao Xing Tianzun summoned a crystal-clear jade-like demon-subduing pestle and struck Yang Jian with the force of thunder.

Undeterred, Yang Jian leaped out of Sishui Pass, brandishing his three-pointed double-edged sword to defend himself. (End of Chapter)