Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 199 Tiger Soul Blade and Bodhi Taoist (Please Subscribe)
"Teacher, the Jiuli tribe and the Xiyi tribe jointly attacked Xuanyuan..." The Antarctic Immortal recounted the events involving the Jiuli tribe and the Xiyi tribe one by one.

"The Jiuli and the Western Yi?" Fuxi frowned, his face turning cold. In the past, when he ruled the human race, both the Jiuli tribe and the Western Yi tribe submitted to him.

Unexpectedly, with the support of the Witch Clan and the Western Religion, they not only disobeyed the Emperor's decree but also launched an attack on the Xuanyuan Tribe, seeking to seize the Emperor's throne.

"The Witch Clan is no longer the overlord of the prehistoric world. There are very few of the twelve Ancestral Witches left. They still dare to take the opportunity to cause trouble and compete for the position of Human Emperor. Aren't they afraid that if we, the Holy Emperors of the Human Race, get angry, we will wipe out the entire Witch Clan?" Hongyun said with a deep frown.

"The Jiuli tribe is of mixed human and witch blood. Although they have the support of the witch clan, it is essentially an internal struggle among humans," Li Xuanyang explained briefly. "As for the witch clan supporting the Jiuli tribe in their quest for the Human Emperor's throne?"

"I'm afraid it's not just about the Holy Emperor's throne!"

The chieftain of the Jiuli tribe was the great shaman Chiyou, not the ancestral shamans such as Dijiang and Zhurong, nor the great shamans of the shaman clan such as Xingtian and Jiufeng. He was a reincarnation of the true spirit of the shaman clan who was of mixed human and shaman blood, and therefore might not be able to gain the full support of the shaman clan.

There must be other reasons behind this.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean?" Fuxi was taken aback and subconsciously looked at Li Xuanyang.

"The true lineage of the human race!" Li Xuanyang did not hide anything and directly stated the matter of the true lineage of the human race. "If Xuanyuan wins, the human race can flourish in the prehistoric world. However, if Jiuli and Chiyou win, and Jiuli tribe becomes the true lineage of the human race, then the Wu tribe can use Jiuli tribe to unite with the human race, and at that time the human and Wu tribes will be indistinguishable."

"The Wu Clan can return to the primordial world once again, and even restore its former prosperity. In addition, the clan can have an additional Holy Emperor to oversee it!"

"Therefore, this is a struggle for the rightful succession of the human race!"

Upon hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Hongyun's expression changed slightly, and a hint of anger began to rise within her. "The Witch Clan has certainly made a good plan!"

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly sighed and said, "I never imagined that our support for the human race and our willingness to watch human tribes unite with the witch tribes would lead to such a disaster!"

The Taoist priestess Xuan Yin looked worried and said, "Now that we have just made an agreement, it is probably not appropriate for us to personally inquire about this matter."

"In addition, there are Western Yi tribes!"

The Western Yi tribes, though seemingly less powerful than the Jiuli tribes and the Wu tribes, and being pure human races, had the support of the Two Western Saints and the Western Religion.

"First, the Human Emperor's Sword!"

"Now it's the Western barbarian tribes again!"

"Why do you four fellow Daoists think the two Western Saints are so fixated on the affairs of the human race?" A thought flashed through Li Xuanyang's mind, and he couldn't help but vaguely sense something amiss.

Whether it's vying for the Human Emperor's Sword or supporting the Western Barbarian Tribes now, it's all about obtaining the Human Emperor's throne and the Holy Emperor's position.

But since the Western religion clearly has no second-generation disciples whose true spirits have been reincarnated, why has it acted in this way time and time again? There must be a reason for this.

"Could it be related to the chieftain of the Western Yi tribe?" Xuan Yin Daoist suddenly asked.

“Fellow Daoist is right,” Li Xuanyang nodded in agreement. “This action must be related to the chieftain of the Western Yi tribe!”

"However, the number of disciples of the Western Sect is not large, and there are no quasi-saints with great supernatural powers. Even the two direct disciples, Medicine Master and Maitreya, have been serving in the Netherworld and have not been reincarnated."

Moreover, even Li Xuanyang, Fuxi, and Hongyun could not deduce the origins of Xuanyuan's previous life, so how did the two Western Saints know who the chieftain of the Western Yi tribe was in his previous life?
Upon hearing this, the four of them all fell into deep thought, unable to understand the cause and effect relationship.

"What does that mean, fellow Daoist?" Fuxi pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked Li Xuanyang.

"It's nothing more than going there myself to see what's so extraordinary about it." Li Xuanyang said it casually, but his tone was full of murderous intent.

Upon hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Fuxi nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist!"

"Although Fellow Daoist Hongyun and I are both Holy Emperors of the Human Race, we are ultimately bound by the destiny of the Human Race and cannot easily break our agreement."

Hongyun also looked helpless. No matter whether it was a Holy Emperor or a Saint, they were ultimately not as carefree as a Golden Immortal of the Primordial Dao like Li Xuanyang.

Upon hearing this, the Antarctic Immortal's face lit up with joy. He bowed to Li Xuanyang and asked, "Teacher, may we ask our three senior brothers and sisters to come and assist us?"

“Yun Zhongzi still needs to oversee the Netherworld, and Changxi needs to oversee the Heavenly Court and the Taiyin Star, so it is inconvenient for them to go to the Primordial World. As for Kong Xuan!” Li Xuanyang only considered it for a moment before choosing to refuse.

Kong Xuan's cultivation and supernatural abilities have now subtly surpassed the realm of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, so it's best not to interfere in this matter.

"You may have Tianjue, Dijue, and Renjue carry my Innate Yin-Yang Lamp to assist Emperor Xuanyuan!"

"Disciple will respectfully obey Master's decree!" The Antarctic Immortal bowed respectfully to Li Xuanyang, a slight disappointment on his face.

Fortunately, although we were unable to invite our three senior brothers and sisters, Yun Zhongzi, Kong Xuan, and Chang Xi, the presence of the Three Absolutes Daoist with the Primordial Yin-Yang Lamp was a great help.

Since Chi You took over as chieftain, the Jiuli tribe has been preparing for war and conquering all directions, becoming increasingly powerful.

Today, not only has the number of tribesmen increased, but they have also gained the support of the Wu tribe. Many tribesmen have intermarried with the Wu tribe, and the number of tribesmen with Wu blood in the tribe is increasing, making them far stronger than before.

At this moment, Chi You, the chieftain of the Jiuli tribe, stood on a high place and looked at his tribesmen who were practicing battle formations. A resolute look flashed in his eyes.

This campaign against the Xuanyuan tribe will surely be a great victory, wiping them out and seizing the position of overlord. Then we can conquer the Western Yi tribes and, like the two holy emperors Fuxi and Shennong, attain the position of holy emperor.

However, the Xuanyuan tribe had many Xuanmen cultivators to help them.

With that thought in mind, Chi You put aside his distracting thoughts and turned to look at the distant void.

Suddenly, a black divine light shot into the sky from the void of the Jiuli tribe, transforming into a dense aura of malevolence that spread out, almost covering hundreds of millions of miles of void, exuding waves of supreme killing intent.

Even the Jiuli tribesmen who were practicing their battle formations were shrouded in a murderous aura, their faces turning pale and their eyes unfocused. Only Chi You, Xiang Liu, Jiu Feng, and other great witches of the Wu tribe showed joy on their faces.

"Haha, it's done!" The great shaman Xiang Liu laughed and said happily to Chi You, "That brat Xuanyuan has the Emperor's Sword and thinks he is the rightful heir of the human race, commanding many tribes."

"Today, our Jiuli tribe has forged a divine weapon using the Nine Nether Divine Iron, and with the help of the Ancestral Witch Zhurong using the Nine Dark Divine Fire. This weapon will surely surpass the Human Emperor's Sword!"

At this point, Xiang Liu turned to Chi You and laughed, saying, "Brother Chi You, please go and retrieve the divine weapon yourself!"

"Good!" Upon hearing Xiang Liu's words, Chi You's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his body transformed into a beam of light, heading towards the void. He quickly arrived in front of Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong sat cross-legged in the void, his face slightly pale. Gong Gong and Xuan Ming, the two ancestral witches, sat on either side of him. In the center, the Ninefold Divine Fire blazed and roared.

The firelight illuminated a vast expanse of space, causing the space to crackle and gradually melt away, demonstrating the power of the Ninefold Divine Fire.

However, amidst the boundless Ninefold Divine Flame, a dark, malevolent aura and killing intent permeated the air, forcefully isolating the Ninefold Divine Flame.

Upon seeing Chi You arrive, Zhu Rong roared and revealed his true form as an ancestral witch. He pushed the Nine Divine Fire to its limit, and in a short while, the pitch-black aura and killing intent gradually converged into one place, transforming into a beam of light. With a clear clang, it soared into the sky and headed towards the Thirty-Three Outer Heavens.

"What a divine weapon!" Chi You was overjoyed and revealed his true form as a great shaman. He reached out and grabbed at the ghostly light, slowly closing his five fingers to firmly grasp it in his palm. He then placed it horizontally in front of him and examined it carefully.

But then they saw a divine weapon that was entirely black. The blade was five feet two inches long and five inches two fen wide. The spine of the blade was forged from the Nine Netherworld Divine Iron. The blade was pitch black, with a blood-red glow, exuding endless baleful aura and killing intent, and even faintly containing a trace of chaotic energy.

Clearly, in addition to the Nine Netherworld Divine Iron, Zhu Rong and the other ancestral witches also incorporated other superior spiritual materials.

Chi You felt the fierce power emanating from the divine weapon in his hand and was overjoyed. "The Tiger Soul is complete. Next, as long as I perfect the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, I can wipe out the Xuanyuan tribe in one fell swoop."

Before the words were even finished, the Tiger Soul Blade rang out with a clear sound, seemingly eager to compete with the Human Emperor Sword.

Upon hearing Chi You mention the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, Gonggong's face darkened. "Now that all twelve of us Ancestral Witches are missing, and Li Xuanyang has taken away the twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Flags, how could we allow Xuanyuan to allow some junior disciples of the three sects of Man, Chan, and Jie to..."

The Wu tribe can no longer set up the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. Helpless, they can only use eighty-one Wu people, each holding an Earthly Fiend Flag, to form the formation. As a result, the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is reduced to less than one percent, and it can no longer be called the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Even so, this formation, combined with the power of the Witch Clan's battle formation, can also attract the help of the Nine Netherworld's evil energy, making it far beyond the capabilities of ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivators.

As long as quasi-saints and great supernatural beings do not appear, no one will be able to break the formation.

In fact, the Wu tribe and the Jiuli tribe owe a debt of gratitude to Fuxi, Hongyun, Li Xuanyang, and others for the agreement they made.

However, when Gonggong thought of the Western Yi tribes and the Western religion, a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes. He wondered what the two Western saints were planning.

After leaving Huoyun Cave, Li Xuanyang did not go directly to the Western Yi tribe. Instead, he went to Taiyin Star first to retrieve the Xuanyang Glazed Lamp before riding auspicious clouds northward.

However, even before arriving at the Jiuli tribe, they could sense the pervasive Ninefold Divine Fire and the soaring aura of malevolence and killing intent. "Ninefold Divine Fire!" A hint of surprise flashed in Li Xuanyang's eyes. Even Zhu Rong had appeared, showing that the Wu tribe was determined to win the battle for the Human Emperor.

"So much malevolent energy and killing intent!" Li Xuanyang frowned slightly. The next moment, he saw a dark light shoot into the sky, followed by a series of clear chimes. Countless malevolent energies and killing intents converged, and even a trace of chaotic energy overflowed.

"Could it be the deadly Tiger Soul Blade?!"

The Tiger Soul Blade and the Human Emperor Sword are, respectively, an extremely ferocious divine weapon and the sword of a virtuous and holy emperor, representing the opposites of good and evil.

"With so much malevolent energy and killing intent, I wonder what Zhu Rong used to forge the Tiger Soul Blade. It even carries a trace of chaotic energy!" Li Xuanyang vaguely felt a very familiar feeling, which seemed to be very similar to the aura of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Banner, but also had a slight difference.

"The Wu Clan is ultimately a descendant of the great god Pangu. Even if they are not the overlords of the primordial world, they still have a profound foundation." Li Xuanyang couldn't help but think of the Ancestral Wu Palace and the many spiritual objects he had seen there, including many innate items.

"Once the matter of the Human Emperor is over and the Heaven-Opening Divine Artifact has been properly nurtured, I can find some time to make a trip to the Ancestral Witch Hall." A hazy divine light flashed around Li Xuanyang as he headed towards the Jiuli Tribe.

Years ago, Hou Tu visited Xuan Yang Mountain, requesting Li Xuan Yang to enhance the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, hoping to use the power of this formation to fight against Nuwa and the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race. He had made a promise to Li Xuan Yang.

This allows Li Xuanyang to go to the Ancestral Witch Hall and freely choose several innate items.

However, Li Xuanyang's mind was on the relics of the Great God Pangu at the time, and he has not yet gone to the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Seeing the Tiger Soul Blade forged by Zhu Rong reminded him of this matter, making him even more certain that the Wu Clan must possess Pangu's relics in addition to the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Banners and the Ancestral Witch Hall.

A moment later, Li Xuanyang arrived above the Jiuli tribe in the void, concealed his figure, and looked down. He saw the Jiuli army and the great shamans of the Wu tribe, such as Chi You and Xiang Liu, practicing battle formations and arrays.

"The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation!" Li Xuanyang was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect that Zhu Rong and the other ancestral witches would actually pass on the witch clan's clan-protecting formation, the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

"In this way, Xuanyuan, the disciples of the three religions of Ren, Chan, and Jie, as well as the Antarctic Immortal and the Three Absolutes Daoist, will have to suffer some hardship."

Li Xuanyang was well aware of the power of the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation. Even though the formation was incomplete, lacking the twelve Capital Gods and Demons Flags and the twelve Ancestral Witches, and unable to condense the true body of Pangu and the Capital God Thunder, it could at most attract some chaotic energy and Nine Netherworld evil energy, but it still had its merits.

"With the Tiger Soul Blade and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation appearing one after another, it seems that the Battle for Supremacy is inevitable." Li Xuanyang only glanced at them briefly, without any intention of descending the auspicious cloud to meet with Zhu Rong and the other ancestral witches. Instead, golden light flashed beneath his feet, and he headed west.

The Jiuli tribe and the Xiyi tribe, one located in the northern part of the prehistoric inland land and the other in the western part, while the Xuanyuan tribe was located in the eastern part of the prehistoric inland land, each occupied a large territory.

At this moment, Li Xuanyang stood on the golden cloud light and gradually arrived at the territory of the Western Yi tribe.

This place is still some distance from the western part of the prehistoric world, but one can already clearly feel that the earth veins are scarce and the innate spiritual energy is becoming thinner, even less than the northern part of the prehistoric inland where the Jiuli tribe is located.

The Western Yi tribes, on the other hand, were very powerful, with a large number of people, even surpassing the Jiuli.

Looking at the Western Yi tribes practicing battle formations below, a strange light flashed in Li Xuanyang's eyes. "As expected, it's related to the Western Religion!"

The scene in the Western Yi tribe was different from that of the Jiuli tribe. Everywhere there was a peaceful atmosphere. The tribe members all worshipped the Bodhi image, and you could even see Western cultivators coming and going at will.

These cultivators were not all disciples of the Western Sect; most were independent cultivators from the West who simply claimed to be disciples of the two Western Saints.

Seeing this, Li Xuanyang descended from the clouds and headed towards the Western Yi tribe, stopping in front of a large hall within the tribe.

The main hall was extremely magnificent, with a couplet written on both sides, radiating golden light.

"The Great Awakened Golden Immortal has no blemish, the wondrous form of the Western Ancestor Bodhi!" After Li Xuanyang finished reciting, his eyes blazed with golden light as he looked into the main hall, causing a burst of golden light of merit to shine forth. The human race's fortune surged, trying to block Li Xuanyang's gaze.

Others may not know the meaning of these two sentences, but how could Li Xuanyang not know? He was certain that the word "Bodhi" alone was related to the Daoist Zhunti.

"Hmph!" Li Xuanyang snorted coldly, waved his hand and summoned a nine-inch-tall glass palace lantern. The lantern was extremely exquisite, with a golden flame burning inside, spreading firelight all over the sky. It was the Xuanyang Glass Lantern that he had taken from Changxi.

"Wash away the golden flames, ignite!" Li Xuanyang shouted softly, and golden flames burst forth from the Xuanyang Glazed Lamp, falling into the main hall.

At the same time, Li Xuanyang's body flashed with divine light as he summoned the Hetu Luoshu, the Book of Life and Death, and the Kongtong Seal. Using the Book of Life and Death and the Kongtong Seal as a guide, he forcibly deduced the secrets of heaven using the Hetu Luoshu.

At this moment, on Mount Babao, Daoist Zhunti suddenly frowned for some reason, as if he had sensed something in the darkness.

"Junior brother, why do you look like this!" Upon seeing this, the Guide Daoist's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at the Zhunti Daoist.

Upon hearing the words of the Guide, the Zhunti Daoist felt increasingly uneasy, as if something was happening that was vaguely related to him. "I don't know why, but just now I suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if something had happened!"

Seeing Zhunti Daoist's appearance, Jieyin Daoist's gaze sharpened. Zhunti was a sage, and he had entrusted his primordial spirit to the Heavenly Dao. How could he feel flustered for no reason? Something must have happened.

Thinking of this, the Guide Daoist immediately revealed his primordial spirit relic. Above a cloud of auspicious clouds the size of an acre, the Guide Treasure Banner hung high, radiating thousands of golden lights of merit, and crashed down into the void.

Even though the primordial world is in chaos, the Guide Daoist can vaguely sense the changes in the fortune of the Zhunti Daoist, which seems to be showing signs of loss.

But now, Daoist Zhunti is still on the Eight Treasures Spirit Mountain, rebuilding his physical body and primordial spirit, and nurturing the three innate spiritual treasures, including the Seven Treasures Tree. So where is the sign of his fortune being lost?

unless!
"Oh no! Something's happened to the Western Yi tribe and the reincarnation of Bodhi Daoist!" The Guide Daoist's expression suddenly changed. Without bothering to explain further, he stood up abruptly, his body flashing with divine light, transforming into a golden beam, and flew out of the Eight Treasures Spirit Mountain, heading towards the inland wilderness.

"Bodhi Daoist!" Upon hearing this, Zhunti Daoist was both shocked and furious. Bodhi Daoist was the reincarnation of the true spirit, and his relationship with the Western Yi tribe was not only related to the Holy Emperor's throne, but also to the future development of the Western Religion. It was absolutely not to be lost.

Unfortunately, at present, Daoist Zhunti not only needs to rebuild his physical body and primordial spirit, but also needs to nurture the three innate spiritual treasures. His cultivation and supernatural powers are less than one-tenth of what they used to be. Even if he manages to reach the Western Yi tribe, it will probably be too late.

"Li Xuanyang!" Zhunti Daoist felt a chill in his heart. He hated Li Xuanyang to the bone. The Seven Treasures Thousand-Petal Golden Lotus and the Blessed Divine Pestle were still okay, but they were only severely injured by the Chaos Xuanyang True Fire and had their primordial spirit imprint erased by Li Xuanyang.

However, Li Xuanyang took the Seven Treasures Tree into the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin, where the endless resentment contained within the coffin eroded the innate spiritual light, causing it to be tainted with a trace of resentment.

Even with the Taoist master Zhunti's Taoist skills and supernatural powers, he still cannot completely eliminate it.

"What exactly is that innate spiritual treasure shaped like a coffin?" Whenever Zhunti Daoist thought of the Zhen Tian Coffin that Li Xuanyang had summoned, he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror. He always felt that this thing was much more ferocious than the Zhuxian Sword Formation of Shangqing Daoist.

In an instant, the golden fire of cleansing karma, along with the radiance transformed from the River Chart and Luo Book, the Book of Life and Death, and the Kongtong Seal, all fell into the main hall.

Inside the main hall, the chieftain of the Western Yi tribe revealed his three-flowered primordial spirit, his body radiating golden light, displaying the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Looking at the light enveloping him, he roared, "What kind of cultivator dares to come to the Western Yi tribe to cause trouble!"

"The Xuanmen Yuan Shen Three Flowers Cultivation Method and the Eight Hundred Side Cultivation Methods of the Western Sect!" Upon seeing the scene on his Yuan Shen Three Flowers, Li Xuanyang became even more certain that the identity of the Western Yi tribe chief in the hall was nothing more than one of the three corpses of good and evil of the Zhunti Daoist, and the reincarnation of the true spirit of the Bodhi Daoist.

Throughout the primordial world, there are countless living beings and cultivators, but those who are proficient in the Xuanmen Yuanshen Three Flowers cultivation method and the eight hundred unorthodox cultivation methods of the Western Sect are few and far between.

However, in later generations, there were many people in Buddhism who were proficient in both Buddhist and Taoist magic and supernatural powers.

But now, apart from the two Western Saints, there is probably only one of their three corpses, representing good and evil.

The next moment, Li Xuanyang vaguely sensed that the secrets of heaven had broken through the mist, and a change occurred in the hall. In the dim light, the phantom of a Bodhi spiritual root appeared.

“As expected of Bodhi Daoist!” A cold glint flashed in Li Xuanyang’s eyes. “To allow the true spirit of Bodhi Daoist, one of the three corpses of good, evil, and self, to be reincarnated, Zhunti has quite the audacity.”

Li Xuanyang was deeply moved by this. Regardless of the character of the two Western Saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, their perseverance and courage were truly admirable.

If Bodhi Daoist were to deceive him, Fuxi, Hongyun, and others, and ultimately attain the position of Holy Emperor, the Western Sect would surely flourish ahead of time. Moreover, with three sages presiding over it, it would be able to contend with the three sects of Chan, Jie, and Ren.

It's possible that in the future, there might not be a great calamity of the Three Religions' Investiture of the Gods, but rather it might turn into the Investiture of the Gods of the Four Religions.

“However, how could I let you have your way!” With a thought, Li Xuanyang suddenly unleashed a burst of divine light that swept towards the Western Yi tribe chief, who was the reincarnation of the Bodhi Daoist, and absorbed him into the Primordial Yin-Yang Divine Diagram.

Such a commotion naturally could not be kept secret from the cultivators in the Western Yi tribes.

The next moment, several angry shouts rang out from within the Western Yi tribe, which then transformed into beams of light that fell down, revealing a group of cultivators who looked towards the main hall.

Divine light filled the sky, several innate spiritual treasures hung high, emanating colorful radiance and auspicious signs soaring to the heavens. At the palace entrance stood a Taoist priest dressed in a golden robe with a sword hanging at his waist.

Upon seeing the crowd arrive, the Taoist priest showed no sign of panic; instead, he seemed to glance at them indifferently.

The pharmacist and Maitreya, who had come with him, recognized Li Xuanyang's identity at a glance. Their hearts sank, and they hurriedly stopped the angry cultivator. They exchanged glances, then stepped forward and bowed to Li Xuanyang, saying, "Disciple greets True Person Xuanyang!"

"What brings you, sir, to the Western tribes?"

Upon hearing this, the other cultivators who had rushed over were all greatly surprised. The Taoist in front of them was actually the legendary Xuan Yang Miao Dao Tian Zun, and they all showed expressions of shock.

(End of this chapter)