Primordial Era: I am the First Green Ox, the Senior Brother of the Three Religions

The moment the gates of Zixiao Palace opened, the entire primordial sky shook violently.

Nine thousand miles of purple aura once again spread out from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, but this time, there was no auspiciousness in the purple aura. Instead, it carried a suffocating sense of solemnity and heaviness.

A vast and magnificent Dao sound resounded without warning in the consciousness of all the sages.

"Ksitigarbha has attained the Primordial Chaos, and all the sages of the primord

"The fortunes of the three realms have undergone a great change, karma has become entangled, and calamities have arisen."

"Order the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti, Ksitigarbha, Zhujiuyin, Duobao... to quickly proceed to Zixiao Palace for a meeting."

The Dao Ancestor's voice was cold and indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

But at the end of the list, Hongjun paused for a moment before slowly uttering the last three words.

"Niu Ben has also arrived."

All the powerful beings of the primordial world were moved.

Zhu Jiuyin lay coiled deep within the Witch Realm, his crimson serpentine body swirling around him, a cold smile playing on his lips: "A council? He didn't summon me when I became a saint, but as soon as that bald monk Dizang became a saint, he rushed to gather everyone. Clearly, he can't sit still."

Dijiang said in a deep voice, "Second brother, be careful on this journey. The Dao Ancestor has merged with the Heavenly Dao, and his methods are unpredictable."

Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly: "What are we afraid of? At worst, we'll smash the Zixiao Palace. Besides, we still have that bull from the Ten Thousand Mountains blocking our way. Even if the sky falls, it won't hit our Wu Clan."

After saying this, Zhu Jiuyin tore through the void, and his enormous true form transformed into a stream of seven-colored light, heading straight for the chaos beyond the heavens.

Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea.

The Tongtian Sect Leader, holding the Qingping Sword, glanced at the Duobao Daoist beside him and patted him on the shoulder.

"My disciple, this is your first time visiting Zixiao Palace, so don't be shy."

"With your master and your two senior uncles here, no one can touch a hair on your head."

Daoist Duobao remained calm and nodded, saying, "This disciple understands."

The Sage of Taiqing of Shouyang Mountain and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable of Kunlun Mountain also stepped out of their caves. The Three Pure Ones and Duobao met in the sky above the East Sea. The four supreme holy powers tore open the boundary wall and set off into the chaos.

On Mount Sumeru in the West, Jieyin and Zhunti, along with the newly enlightened Ksitigarbha, also stood on golden lotuses and transformed into three dazzling golden rays that soared into the sky.

In Nuwa's Palace, the sage Nuwa, riding in the Nine Phoenix Incense Chariot, glanced at the direction of the Ten Thousand Mountains with a complex expression before disappearing into the void as well.

At this moment, inside the Qingniu Ancestral Hall in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Niu Ba paced back and forth in the hall in a hurry, his two hooves leaving pits and craters on the bluestone floor.

"Son, that old man Hongjun is up to no good!"

"Last time you tore up his decree in front of the entire prehistoric world and attacked the demon saint he appointed. This time, he's clearly setting up a trap!"

The cow's mother, her face full of worry, tugged at Niu Ben's sleeve: "Ben'er, why don't we not go? We're on our own turf, we're not afraid of anyone who comes."

Chang Xi and Xi He stepped forward and gently straightened Niu Ben's blue shirt collar, their beautiful eyes filled with concern.

Niu Ben patted his father's broad shoulder and rubbed his mother's hand, then grinned.

"Father, Mother, please don't worry."

"If Hongjun really dared to make a move in Zixiao Palace, he wouldn't have issued a decree to invite Laozi."

"He can't figure out my background, and he's been forced into this situation by us for so many years, so he wants to gather everyone together to establish rules."

"Since he wants to set rules, I'll teach him a lesson and show him who's in charge in this primordial world."

After he finished speaking, Niu Ben's aura changed, and his simple blue shirt and short jacket fluttered without wind.

He didn't even summon any magical artifacts; he simply put his hands in his pockets and stepped out of the main hall.

boom!

A faint ripple spread across the void above the Ten Thousand Mountains, and Niu Ben's figure vanished into the distance in an instant.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens lies the endless chaotic sea.

The chaotic energy here is extremely violent; even a mere trace of it would turn an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal into ashes.

But before the saints, these chaotic storms couldn't even budge a corner of their clothes.

The majestic and ancient Zixiao Palace floats in the center of chaos, with ancient Taoist charm flowing endlessly around the palace.

On either side of the gate, Haotian and Yaochi, two attendants, stood respectfully, their faces pale, not daring to even breathe as they watched the assembled saints.

The Three Pure Ones and Duobao were the first to enter the palace gate.

The three Western Saints followed closely behind, with Zhunti standing tall and proud, followed by Ksitigarbha, whose primordial energy was profound, making them appear exceptionally confident.

Zhu Jiuyin strode into the hall, his body surging with the murderous aura of Pangu. He glanced at the three people in the west and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

The goddess Nuwa entered gracefully and sat down on her prayer mat.

Originally, Zixiao Palace only had six sage futons, but now several lotus platforms have appeared out of nowhere in the hall.

Each of the saints, preoccupied with their own thoughts, took their seats, and the atmosphere in the palace was so oppressive that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Looking at the empty seats, Zhunti Daoist said sarcastically, "Some people have quite the airs. They were personally summoned by the Dao Ancestor, yet they dare to be late. Do they really think they are above the Heavenly Dao?"

Before the words were finished, a series of lazy footsteps came from outside the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Step, step, step.

The dull sound of footsteps echoed in the silent, chaotic void. With each step, the restrictions on the entire Zixiao Palace trembled.

Zhunti's face froze instantly, and the words he was about to say caught in his throat.

Niu Ben, with a herb in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, strolled slowly in through the gate.

His deep, dark eyes swept around the hall before finally settling on Zhunti's face.

"Hey bald monk, what were you babbling about just now?"

"I'm a little hard of hearing. Play it again, louder than usual, right in front of me?"

Niu Ben spoke in an extremely casual tone, and even stuck out his little finger to pick at his ear.

Zhunti Daoist's muscles suddenly tensed, the Nine-Rank Merit Golden Lotus beneath him emitted an uneasy buzzing sound, his face turned a deep liver color, but he kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to utter a single word.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned slightly, and just as his Buddhist light was about to surge, Niu Ben's cold gaze swept over him like a sharp sword.

"That piece of trash trained by my defeated foe dares to bare its teeth in front of me?"

"You think you're some kind of abbot just because you were put in charge of guarding the gates in the underworld?"

Niu Ben coldly remarked, and Ksitigarbha felt his primordial spirit and sea of ​​consciousness suddenly sink, as if a ten-thousand-foot-tall divine mountain was pressing down on him. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and forced himself to swallow back a mouthful of blood.

The entire Zixiao Palace was completely silent.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was so happy that his lips twitched, while the Primordial Heavenly Lord closed his eyes slightly, pretending not to see anything.

Niu Ben didn't even glance at the lotus platform and prayer mat prepared inside the hall. He walked straight to the center of the hall, casually sat down on the steps, and crossed his legs.

"Everyone's here, Master Hongjun. Stop hiding things and come out for a breather."

Niu Ben shouted at the top of his lungs.

hum!

Purple energy churned in the void, and the figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun slowly solidified from the high platform.