Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Wu Yunxian stared at Maitreya, his eyes flashing with cold light, his tone filled with undisguised hostility. He said in a deep voice, "Your Western Sect's schemes have nothing to do with my Jie Sect! But the people of the Chan Sect killed my Jie Sect disciples, and the blood debt has not been repaid. Today, we will never let it go! If you dare to obstruct us, don't blame me for suppressing you as well!"

Wu Yunxian's voice boomed like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Upon hearing this, Maitreya gently shook his head, his face still bearing that calm and composed smile, as if he had not been shaken in the slightest by Wuyunxian's imposing aura.

He spoke slowly, his voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable air: "The Sage of Shangqing made it clear when he signed the Investiture of the Gods that life and death are determined by fate. Why are you so aggressive, fellow Daoist? Cause and effect are predetermined. Clinging to this will only increase your karmic burden."

Maitreya's tone was extremely calm, but to Wuyunxian it sounded like a provocation.

Wu Yunxian's anger intensified, and the Hunyuan Hammer had already appeared in his hand. Wu Yunxian asked indifferently, "Maitreya, will you yield or not?"

As he spoke, Wu Yunxian locked his gaze on Maitreya, his magical power surging around him, faintly radiating the force of thunder. If Maitreya dared to refuse, Wu Yunxian would strike without mercy.

Maitreya remained silent, only smiling slightly. With a thought, a golden light flashed in his hand as he summoned his protective magic weapon, the Golden Bell.

This golden cymbal was obtained by Jieyin from the Treasure Dividing Cliff. It is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with thirty-six restrictions. Its whole body is golden and dazzling, with faint Buddhist chants lingering around it. It can trap people and also be used as a defensive spiritual treasure.

Maitreya directly summoned the golden cymbal; his attitude had already made everything clear.

Seeing this, Wu Yunxian's eyes flashed with a cold light. Without saying another word, he directly raised the Hunyuan Hammer in his hand. With the infusion of magic power, the hammer body emitted a dark light and smashed down fiercely towards Jin Nao with unparalleled power!

"Boom!" The Hunyuan Hammer collided with the Golden Bell, unleashing a deafening roar. The sound waves and magical energy surged out like a tidal wave, causing the surrounding rocks to crumble and dust to fly. The shockwave forced the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and the Eighteen Arhats of the Western Sect to retreat one after another, with those of weaker cultivation even struggling to maintain their footing.

After receiving Wuyunxian's attack, Maitreya frowned slightly, clearly not expecting the attack to be so terrifying.

He was at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, only one step away from the late stage, making him a standout among the disciples of the Western Sect. Even the Golden Lotus Seed, who was enlightened by the Dao Ancestor, was a small realm below him.

However, Wu Yunxian, who was only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint, was able to make his blood and qi surge with a single blow: "This Hunyuan Hammer is indeed worthy of being a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It is indeed powerful. Wu Yunxian's strength is also by no means ordinary. This person should not be underestimated!"

Maitreya became secretly wary and decided not to hold back any longer. He put his hands behind his back, and his magical power surged. Suddenly, a huge golden body appeared behind him, which was the supreme divine power passed down by the Daoist Zhunti - the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body.

This golden statue was a hundred feet tall, its golden light dazzling, its appearance solemn and dignified. It exuded a vast Buddhist power, like an unshakable giant mountain, causing the surrounding void to distort slightly.

Seeing this, Wu Yunxian was not afraid at all. He activated the Shangqing Immortal Technique, and the magic power in his body surged like a river. Dark clouds immediately covered the sky, and lightning flashed, with the faint threat of destroying the world.

"The Supreme Clarity Divine Thunder Descends!" With Wu Yunxian's angry roar, a bolt of purple-blue lightning crashed down from the heavens.

This lightning bolt, though only as thick as a bucket, contained unparalleled sharpness, like an invincible divine sword, carrying the power to tear everything apart, and slashed straight at the sixteen-foot-tall golden body!
This is a divine power that Tongtian improved after he proved himself through the Dao of the Sword. It carries the Dao of the Sword with the force of thunder, and its power is much stronger than the previous Shangqing Divine Thunder.

"Clang!" The Supreme Clarity Divine Thunder collided head-on with the sixteen-foot-tall golden body, unleashing a deafening roar. The purple-blue lightning intertwined and collided with the golden Buddhist light, causing the void to tremble and the world to lose its color.

The power of thunder raged, and a shocking crack appeared on the right shoulder of the sixteen-foot-tall golden body, with purple and blue arcs of electricity flashing and crackling all around.

Maitreya felt a chill run down his spine, realizing something was wrong.

He never expected that Wu Yunxian's Shangqing Divine Thunder would be so domineering, even the sixteen-foot golden body personally taught by the sage could not completely withstand it.

Maitreya immediately formed a hand seal, and a seemingly ordinary cloth bag suddenly appeared in the hand of his sixteen-foot-tall golden body. It was his other treasure—the Human Race Bag.

This seemingly insignificant bag could swallow everything and contained endless mysteries. With the blessing of the sixteen-foot golden body's magical power, the bag slowly opened, and a terrifying suction force swept out, sucking in all the purple and blue arcs of electricity that filled the sky, and dissipating them into nothingness.

After doing all this, Maitreya raised his hand and waved it. His huge golden palm, which was sixteen feet long, came down with a whistling sound, like a golden mountain, and slammed down on Wuyun Xian. The wind from his palm shattered the void, and his momentum was so great that it seemed to crush everything.

Wu Yunxian neither dodged nor evaded, his eyes filled with boundless fighting spirit. He raised the Hunyuan Hammer and charged forward, the hammer crackling with lightning as he clashed head-on with the golden giant palm!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" After exchanging dozens of blows, the aftershocks of the collision of magical power caused the surrounding mountains and rivers to collapse, the rivers to flow backward, and the sky and earth to change color.

Wu Yunxian wielded the Hunyuan Hammer, each strike powerful and heavy, aiming to shatter the void and crush Maitreya's sixteen-foot golden body along with it.

Maitreya, relying on his sixteen-foot golden body and the Human Seed Bag, firmly maintained the upper hand. He used the golden cymbal and the Human Seed Bag alternately, combining offense and defense, and neutralized Wuyunxian's attacks one by one.

As the fight continued, the difference in their skill levels gradually became apparent.

Although Wu Yunxian possessed the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Hunyuan Hammer, and had astonishing combat power, he was only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint cultivation, while Maitreya was already at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, with profound magical power and unfathomable foundation.

After a hundred moves, Wu Yunxian's offensive was gradually suppressed, and his aura became slightly unstable, while Maitreya became more and more courageous in the battle, and the golden light of his body became more and more intense.

Nevertheless, it will not be easy for Maitreya to completely defeat Wuyunxian.

The Hunyuan Hammer is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with boundless power, while Wuyun Xian's Shangqing Immortal Technique is even more fierce and incomparably powerful, always managing to neutralize Maitreya's killing moves at crucial moments. The two sides were locked in a stalemate, and the battle reached a stalemate.

Wu Yunxian knew that with Maitreya present today, it was impossible for him to continue killing the disciples of the Chan Sect.

He wasn't a masochist; he wouldn't continue fighting even though he knew he couldn't win. He wasn't the type to suffer. So, Wu Yunxian suddenly swung his hammer, forcing back the sixteen-foot-tall golden body. Then, he flashed away, retreating dozens of feet.

Wu Yunxian took a deep breath to calm the churning magical power and blood in her body, and then said coldly, "Maitreya, I will tell my teacher everything about how your Western Sect obstructed my revenge for my junior brother."

“Junior Brother Wuyun, Master already knows about this matter. Don’t worry, none of them will escape today.” As soon as Wuyun Xian finished speaking, a cold and indifferent voice rang out in the void.

Everyone looked up, and the Jie Sect members couldn't help but exclaim, "Senior Sister Jinling!"

The disciples of the Chan Sect and the Western Sect were visibly shocked. Why was the Golden Spirit Mother here? Shouldn't she be held back by the ferocious beast? "No, that's not right. This is just one of the three corpses of the Golden Spirit Mother, not the Golden Spirit Mother herself. Don't panic!" Maitreya shouted.

Upon hearing this, the Golden Spirit Mother's face was full of disdain: "That's right, this is indeed just my good corpse, but to deal with people like you, one good corpse is enough."

After speaking, the Golden Spirit Mother unleashed her full power without any concealment. The terrifying pressure caused those disciples of the Chan Sect and the Western Sect whose cultivation had not reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal level to instantly explode and die.

Then, the Golden Spirit Mother descended step by step from the void. With each step, her pressure increased. When she stood in front of Wuyun Xian, only three members of the Chan Sect—Randeng, Taiyi, and Julusun—remained standing. The Western Sect was in a much worse state, with only Maitreya still standing.

The rest of the people were forced to kneel on the ground by the oppressive aura of the Golden Spirit Mother.

"Peak Quasi-Saint! Jin Ling, you've actually severed your Obsession Corpse and broken through to the peak of Quasi-Saint!" Ran Deng said in disbelief.

It's astonishing that a second-generation disciple of the Jie Sect has reached this level!

"Not only me, but my senior brother, Daoist Duobao, has also reached the peak of Quasi-Saint. He broke through earlier than me. Randeng, you have listened to the Dao Ancestor's teachings and cultivated for countless years, yet you haven't even reached the Quasi-Saint level. You are truly a disgrace to the Dao Ancestor. Today, I will cleanse the Dao Ancestor's sect!"

Upon hearing this, Ran Deng's expression changed drastically. He never expected that the Golden Spirit Mother would target him.

For some reason, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit felt a deep-seated aversion whenever she saw Randeng. Now that she had the opportunity, she instinctively chose to attack Randeng.

Then, the Holy Mother Jinling used her magic to condense a giant hand and slammed it down on the lamp.

In his haste, Ran Deng unleashed all his life-saving treasures.

However, no matter how many magical treasures one possesses, they cannot bridge the vast gap in their cultivation levels. With a "poof," the lamp turned into a cloud of blood mist, and its primordial spirit was about to fly towards the Investiture of the Gods.

After casually killing Randeng, Jin Ling turned her gaze to the rest of the group.

Just as she was about to continue her attack, a sigh echoed from the void: "Alas! Jin Ling, stop!"

Jin Ling was taken aback upon hearing this, but still stopped, because the one who spoke was Hongjun!
"May I ask why you are blocking me, Ancestor?" Jin Ling asked respectfully, but his expression was full of resentment.

“Years ago, after the lecture at Zixiao Palace, Randeng once said in public, ‘The sage spreads the Dao throughout the world and educates all living beings. He should be the teacher of the primordial world and the ancestor of all Daos. He is called the Dao Ancestor!’ His unintentional words made me the Dao Ancestor. I owe him a favor. Now that Randeng has passed away, I should repay this favor.”

As soon as Tiandao Hongjun finished speaking, time around him reversed wildly. Randeng, who had been killed by Jinling, was resurrected in an instant. Moreover, Randeng's resurrection was not the only thing that happened. With a thought, Tiandao Hongjun took Randeng's Qiankun Ruler from him.

Then the voice of the Heavenly Dao Hongjun rang out again: "Although there are thirty-three layers of the Primordial Heaven now, only the first nine layers are supported by the Jianmu tree. Now that the opportunity has arrived, I wish to borrow the Qiankun Ruler and the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls to evolve twenty-four layers of Heaven. With the evolved world, I will support the sky beyond the ninth layer. Zhao Gongming, are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming was about to agree, but at that moment, the figure of Tongtian Jiaozhu appeared. After bowing to Tiandao Hongjun, he asked, "May I ask, Master, if Gongming is willing to take out twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, how should the subsequent merits be distributed?"

"Naturally, it should be split 50/50. Both the Qiankun Ruler and the Dinghai Divine Pearl are indispensable for evolving the twenty-four heavens, so it is most reasonable for each person to receive half of the merit."

"Teacher, I believe this distribution is inappropriate."

"What's wrong?"

"Randeng has just been killed by Jinling. Logically speaking, Randeng's magic treasures should already belong to Jinling. You owe Randeng a favor, so it is understandable that you would revive him. However, these magic treasures should not be returned to Randeng, but should belong to Jinling."

Therefore, the merit of evolving the twenty-four heavens should be shared by Jinling and Gongming, and has nothing to do with Randeng.

Upon hearing this, Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao shook his head slightly and said, "I directly used the Great Dao of Time to reverse the time here, and at the same time used the Great Dao of Cause and Effect to erase the cause and effect at this moment. When Jinling killed Randeng, he no longer existed. Randeng is not dead, so how can you say that the spiritual treasure belongs to Jinling?"

“Teacher, you are mistaken. Only a sage can be free from cause and effect. Even if you erased cause and effect with the Great Dao of Cause and Effect, you only erased the cause and effect on the two people, not the objective cause and effect. So many people witnessed Jin Ling killing Randeng, so this cause and effect still exists. Please handle this matter impartially, Teacher.”

After a moment of silence, Hongjun of the Heavenly Dao sighed, "Alas! So be it! Since that's the case, Jinling can also share in the merit. Jinling gets 30%, Randeng gets 30%, and Zhao Gongming gets 40%, how about that?"

"The teacher can only divide up the original 50% of the virtue of the lamp-burning tree; this matter has nothing to do with Gongming."

"Then let Jinling take 25%, Randeng 25%, and Zhao Gongming 50%!" After saying this, Tiandao Hongjun took the Dinghai Divine Pearl directly from Zhao Gongming before Tongtian could say anything more.

The next second, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and the Universe Ruler transformed into twenty-four heavens.

Upon seeing this, Ran Deng felt a surge of emotion: "This is how my great path should be."

With this realization, Randeng easily severed his good corpse and broke through to the Quasi-Saint level.

Then a massive amount of merit fell, splitting into three.

Two and a half percent went to Jin Ling, two and a half percent to Randeng, and fifty percent to Zhao Gongming.

Having just severed his good corpse, Randeng used the 2.5% merit to sever another corpse and broke through to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.

But at this moment, there was no joy on the face of the Burning Lamp. This was clearly his Great Dao. If he could obtain the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and use the Universe Ruler to evolve the twenty-four heavens, the massive amount of merit would be enough to allow him to break through from the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal to the peak of the Quasi-Saint.

Now he has only obtained 25% of the merit, and his cultivation has stopped at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. How can Randeng be willing to accept this?
Jin Ling and Zhao Gongming were naturally happy to have gained a huge amount of merit out of thin air. Jin Ling even found Randeng more pleasing to the eye at this moment. Just because of these merits, Jin Ling thought Randeng was a great person!

(End of this chapter)