Primordial Era: I, Tongtian, will slay all enemies!

Inside the King's Palace, a heavy atmosphere enveloped everything, pressing down on every corner as if it were a tangible reality.

Di Xin, dressed in a magnificent and solemn royal robe, stood quietly in the hall, his hands behind his back, unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, revealing his inner tension and unease.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry. His gaze sometimes fell into the distance, sometimes landed on the ground, and sometimes kept looking at the Holy Mother of Wudang.

Meanwhile, the Holy Mother of Wudang sat calmly in her chair, a stark contrast to Di Xin.

She was relaxed, her simple clothes swaying gently in the wind, and a relaxed smile on her face, without the slightest sign of panic.

Unable to contain his anxiety any longer, Di Xin turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with urgency, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Teacher, why are you so relaxed? The Holy Mother's sacrificial ceremony is in a few days. This is their only chance to deal with me. They will probably make their move then!"

His lips trembled slightly, each word seemingly squeezed out with difficulty from between his teeth, the anxiety in his words like a burning flame, almost igniting the surrounding air.

Wu Dang merely raised his eyes slightly, a hint of indifference flashing in them. "What's the panic? There's always a way out. What's meant to happen will happen. Why panic?"

Her tone was calm and even, but to Di Xin it was like a cold sword, making his heart even more chaotic.

Just then, Wen Zhong, Bigan, and Shang Rong requested an audience.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Imperial Advisor (Uncle-Master)!"

"No need for formalities. What brings you three in such a hurry?"

Bi Gan stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Holy Mother's birthday is in a few days. Everything is ready. Please give your instructions."

Upon hearing this, Di Xin became even more troubled. His lips trembled slightly, he hesitated to speak, and his mind was in turmoil, unsure of what to do.

He glanced at Bigan, then at Wudang, a flicker of struggle in his eyes. He knew that revealing the truth might cause panic.

Seeing this, Bigan was puzzled and asked first, "What is the king troubled about? Why not inform the court officials and solve the problem together?"

Di Xin looked at Bigan, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He opened his mouth, but didn't know where to begin.

"My dear disciple, tell them that all of this cannot be kept secret. It doesn't matter. Remember, behind you is not only the Great Shang Dynasty, but also the Jie Sect. Don't panic in the face of trouble."

"Teacher, this is a matter of life and death for the Great Shang Dynasty. Once it's revealed, there will be no turning back. Please think it over carefully!"

"My disciple, you know that they are all loyal to the Shang Dynasty. It's not that you don't trust them, but that you're worried you can't defeat them."

The three of them also sensed something amiss from the conversation between the two, and they vaguely guessed that there must be a huge conspiracy behind it all.

After pondering for a moment, Di Xin seemed to have made up his mind and slowly told the three of them the whole story.

His voice was low and subdued, each word like a heavy stone striking the hearts of everyone present.

Upon hearing this, the three were immediately enraged. Shang Rong trembled with anger, her face flushed red, and her eyes burned with fury.

"You illegitimate son! My human king was originally on equal footing with the Heavenly Emperor. Why should my human race become slaves to that god? By what right should my Great Shang Dynasty perish?"

After saying this, the three knelt down with a thud and said in unison, "We are willing to live and die with the Great Shang!"

Upon seeing this, Di Xin's eyes flashed with emotion, and he quickly stepped forward to help the three of them up.

"Your Majesty need not worry. Martial Aunt Wudang is incredibly powerful. With her by your side, they cannot scheme against you."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Mother of Wudang chuckled. "Nephew, you overestimate your uncle. The one who schemed against the King of Men must be a Saint. What can I do? The power of a Saint is not something we can easily contend with."

Although she was smiling, a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

The three were shocked upon hearing this. They never expected that the Sage would personally intervene in this matter.

"I beg the Imperial Preceptor to ask the Sage Tongtian to intervene. Our Great Shang is willing to form an alliance with the Jie Sect to jointly resist the Great Calamity." Shang Rong knew that in this critical moment, only by relying on the power of the Sage could Great Shang have a glimmer of hope.

After hearing this, the Holy Mother of Wudang glanced at Shang Rong but remained silent. She hesitated, as asking her teacher for help was no small matter.

"We beg Uncle Wudang to intervene, and we beg Ancestor Tongtian to intervene, to seize a glimmer of hope for our Great Shang, otherwise our Great Shang will surely perish!"

"Sigh, Master has just come out of seclusion. I don't know if he will come over, but don't worry, Master is very protective of his disciples and would never allow his grand-disciple to be bullied."

Emperor Xin and Wen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that the Tongtian Society had taken action.

"Just proceed as planned. Leave the rest to the teacher. I'll be there too, don't worry."

After hearing this, Di Xin nodded and looked at Wen Zhong and the other two with a serious expression. "Today's matter is of great importance and must not be leaked in the slightest. There may be traitors within our Great Shang Dynasty. If the news leaks out, we will be doomed."

His eyes were sharp as knives, nipping any potential threat in the bud.

Upon hearing this, the three men bowed respectfully, saying, "Your Majesty, rest assured, as long as the Shang Dynasty exists, we exist; if the Shang Dynasty perishes, we perish!"

At this moment, on the outskirts of Chaoge, Zhunti quietly descended, declaring, "This operation concerns the future of the Western Religion; it cannot be lost. The Great Shang must perish!"

Meanwhile, Tongtian, Nuwa, and Houtu had already arrived in Chaoge City. Looking at the bustling scene within the city, they were filled with mixed emotions.

"The Shang Dynasty was so prosperous under Emperor Xin's rule. I really don't understand why it had to be destroyed and Zhou established. Don't you agree, Fellow Daoist Nuwa?"

Nuwa nodded slightly after hearing this, "That's true. That's why I stand on the side of Fellow Daoist Tongtian, and this is also for my own sake."

"Fellow Daoists, it's still early, the main show hasn't started yet, why don't we go and enjoy the atmosphere of the fireworks first?"

The two nodded and followed the Sage of Heaven through the streets of Chaoge, surrounded by bustling crowds.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, why don't you tell me in advance what kind of show it is that has you so interested in it?"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, is this play related to you? Your birthday is the day after tomorrow. They want to weaken the fortune of the Great Shang Dynasty. Do you think they will let you take action personally?"

Upon hearing this, Nuwa instantly realized something. She clenched her fists, her face filled with anger, "Hmph, I'll see who dares to lay a hand on me!"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please don't be angry. My Underworld and the Jie Sect will always stand by your side. Please feel free to do as you please."

After saying that, the three of them flew towards Chaoge City.