Primordial Era: I, Ksitigarbha, shall be the Supreme Being of the Primordial Era.

Upon entering the hall, Ksitigarbha was led by his attendants to a seat at the front.

All the innate deities who were already seated in the hall couldn't help but look on in surprise, wondering which immortal mountain Ksitigarbha belonged to, that he could sit in the front row with the cultivation of a Xuanxian.

Under the watchful eyes of many, Ksitigarbha remained calm and followed closely behind his attendant.

When there were less than ten prayer cushions left on both sides at the very front, the attendant finally stopped and pointed to one side, saying, "These are the seats prepared by the master for the two holy beings of Mount Sumeru. You may take your seat here."

Upon hearing this, Ksitigarbha glanced around at the seats in front of him and found that no one had arrived yet. He realized that those with higher cultivation levels indeed preferred to appear last.

So he didn't care and went straight to the back of the prayer mats prepared for his two masters, pointing and saying, "Please add another prayer mat for me here. As a disciple, I dare not offend my masters."

Upon hearing this, the attendant nodded in agreement, turned around, and disappeared into the main hall.

Ksitigarbha waited for a moment, and then the attendant reappeared. He waved his hand and placed a new futon behind the second futon in the west, and ordered his subordinates to bring a new mat and place it in front of the futon.

Ksitigarbha bowed to express his gratitude, but the waiter quickly waved his hand to avoid him and invited Ksitigarbha to take a seat.

Ksitigarbha did not make things difficult for the attendant, and turned around to sit cross-legged in his own seat.

The banquet set up by the Eastern King Duke looked simple, but it was actually quite extraordinary.

On the small square table in front of Ksitigarbha was a plate of spiritual fruits, all of which were fruits produced by innate spiritual roots, and a pot of spiritual wine. As soon as Ksitigarbha sat down, the rich aroma of the wine wafted over.

Then a maidservant carried a tray and gracefully stood beside the Ksitigarbha table, placing the tray on the table.

The object in the dish was familiar to Ksitigarbha; it was a peach from the innate Ren water peach tree.

However, the peaches on this plate are not as good as the ones that the Queen Mother of the West took out from Mount Sumeru. They must have come from the peach tree behind the mountain.

Ksitigarbha did not eat the peaches, but instead looked around and found that all the tables with peaches offered were at the front, about twenty or so.

It should correspond to the top innate deities in the primordial world.

The rest were offered only spiritual fruits and wine.

Upon entering the temple, one can observe that some of the innate deities who are Ksitigarbha do not understand Ksitigarbha.

Seeing that Ksitigarbha was seated at the front, they knew he must be a representative of some top-level innate deity, so they dared not go forward to provoke him.

However, some remained indignant, muttering, "Are those at the Xuanxian realm worthy of enjoying such a precious delicacy as the Peaches of Immortality? It's truly a waste!"

Upon hearing this, the man expected someone to support him, but found that no one paid any attention to him. He could only smile awkwardly and remain silent.

At this moment, behind the main hall, Dong Wang was giving instructions on all matters, but was interrupted by a servant knocking on the door.

"Enter!"

"Master, someone from Mount Sumeru has arrived!" The servant bowed as he entered the room and greeted the Eastern King Duke.

This person was the attendant who had just guided and received Ksitigarbha.

"Hmm?" Dongwanggong looked puzzled. "Could it be the two leaders from Mount Sumeru who have come? Given their status, why would they arrive so early?"

"It is not the two from Mount Sumeru, but their disciple, named Ksitigarbha," the attendant replied.

"Ksitigarbha?" Dongwanggong frowned, instantly recalling the young cultivator who had been serving him tea on Mount Sumeru.

"So it was him. Are those two not coming in person this time?" The Eastern King Duke looked regretful, then snorted, "Once this is over, my luck will be restored, and my cultivation will advance further. Then I'll go to the West to settle accounts with them!"

As he spoke, he slammed his hand heavily on the low table beside him, shattering it into pieces instantly.

The servant was so frightened by the actions of the Eastern King that he trembled and knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The Eastern King Duke didn't care about this at all. He simply ordered someone to bring over a new low table and then continued to question the servant.

"Have you made arrangements for that brat Ksitigarbha?"

"Reporting to Master, I have already arranged for him to be placed in the position originally prepared for the second route of Mount Sumeru."

However, Ksitigarbha did not take a seat, but instead ordered another seat to be set up behind the original one, saying that he dared not offend his master.

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King nodded, signaling the attendant to continue.

"After I rearranged the table, it seemed that the Queen Mother of the West knew that Ksitigarbha had come, and sent a maid to deliver a peach to her."

"Heh, she's trying to please neither side!" Dong Wanggong chuckled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"That's fine, you can go now!"

"yes!"

After saying this, the waiter slowly withdrew.

Inside the main hall, Ksitigarbha sat cross-legged on a futon, meditating and cultivating, oblivious to everything around him.

Outside the main hall, a servant led a dragon-headed, human-bodied figure into the hall; this was none other than the Dragon King of the East Sea, who had come in pursuit of Ksitigarbha.

Upon entering the main hall, the Dragon King of the East Sea looked around, searching for someone whose cultivation level was only at the Xuanxian level.

However, the banquet held for the Eastern King Duke and the invitations to attend the ceremony included people with the weakest cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Along the way, no one with a cultivation level lower than Taiyi was seen.

Only the servants were at the level of Xuanxian and Jinxian.

Upon reaching the center of the main hall, near the front, the attendant stopped, and the Dragon King of the East Sea followed suit.

"Dragon King, this is your seat. Please take your place. The ceremony will be held in five years."

Unable to find Ksitigarbha, the Dragon King of the East Sea asked his attendant, "May I ask if Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong invited any cultivators at the Xuanxian realm to this event?"

The waiter was taken aback upon hearing this, and replied, "The Profound Immortal Realm? Dragon King, are you joking? With such a low cultivation level, I'm afraid you can't even ascend Mount Ling!"

"This..." The Dragon King of the East Sea was speechless, unsure of what to say.

If this place weren't the Taoist temple of the Eastern King, and not filled with many innate deities, I probably would have already used magic to find the person.

However, fearing that such actions would disturb the great power and offend the Eastern King, they could only search with their own eyes.

"However..." the waiter seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "There was a mystical immortal who came with an invitation earlier, it should be..."

Ksitigarbha was not received by this person. When Ksitigarbha took his seat, he was quite far away, so the waiter did not think of him at the moment.

Seeing that the attendant had this memory, the Dragon King of the East Sea quickly asked in a low voice, "Do you remember where this person was seated?"

"By the way, I heard from others that this person is a disciple of Mount Sumeru in the West; he must have been led to the front row!"

The waiter suddenly remembered and hurriedly replied to the Dragon King of the East Sea.

"Under Mount Sumeru in the West?" The Dragon King of the East Sea had not left the East Sea for a long time, and the dragon race had its own lineage. He had not gone to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao, so he had no impression of this place.

"Dragon King, you may not know this, but the two Primordial Saints of Mount Sumeru in the West possess profound cultivation and are considered top-tier Primordial Saints by all the beings of the primordial world. Their reputations are quite prestigious!"

After the waiter finished speaking, the Dragon King of the East Sea nodded knowingly, told the waiter to leave, and then took his seat.

"Two top-tier innate saints..."

High level of cultivation...

"Sigh, this matter is probably going to be troublesome..."

After sighing, the Dragon King of the East Sea looked towards the very front of the main hall.

Sure enough, a young cultivator in red robes was sitting cross-legged in the front seat, meditating with his eyes closed.

His appearance was exactly the same as Ao Shun's, and the Dragon King of the East Sea was certain that this was the cultivator who had kidnapped his son and nephew.

However, given this person's special status and the fact that he had already taken his seat, it was inappropriate to approach him for further conversation. One could only hope that he would have compassion and not kill his own nephews and nieces.