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

As soon as Tongtian uttered these words, Biyou Palace erupted in chaos. The disciples of the Jie Sect were filled with astonishment, whispering amongst themselves.

Duobao stood before the crowd, bewildered and his mind a jumbled mess. "Teacher, you jest. This man is nothing but a traitor. How could he possibly help me achieve sainthood?"

"Bao'er, that's not important. What's wrong with exchanging his worthless life for your sainthood? Just watch and see, you don't need to worry about anything else!"

These words completely extinguished his hope of living. At this moment, Chang Er Ding Guangxian was already kneeling on the spot, trembling all over, and sweat pouring down his face.

After a few breaths, he mustered his courage and kowtowed repeatedly, shouting in a tearful voice.

"Thank you, Master, for sparing my life. But I truly do not know how to help Brother Duobao achieve sainthood." He was terrified, fearing that Tongtian would change his mind and take his life.

Tongtian looked delighted, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he transmitted a message to Chang'er Dingguang Xian. The content of this message remained unknown to the other disciples.

Upon hearing this, Chang Er Dingguang Xian was struck dumb, instantly collapsing to the ground once more. Tongtian waved his hand, taking him into the Donghuang Bell.

"Alright, Duobao, stay here. The rest of you, go and cultivate. Don't be negligent." Tongtian's majestic voice echoed within the palace.

Although the disciples of the Jie Sect were full of doubts, they dared not disobey and bowed as they withdrew, glancing back at Duobao and Tongtian from time to time with worry in their eyes.

At this moment, only Tongtian and Duobao remained in Biyou Palace, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Tongtian looked at Duobao, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. "Bao'er, in order for you to become a saint and to destroy the Western Sect, I have no choice but to wrong you."

After saying that, Tongtian struck out with a palm, seemingly casual, but containing 50% of his own power.

Duobao had no time to dodge. He felt an overwhelming force surge towards him, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood.

He fell heavily to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Teacher, you..."

Tongtian glared angrily at Duobao, his face full of resentment.

"You wicked disciple, as the eldest disciple of my Jie Sect, it's one thing to learn the techniques of another sect, but you actually dare to plead for a traitor! Get out of the Jie Sect! From now on, if you ever dare to set foot in the Jie Sect again, don't blame me for casting you into the Netherworld."

Duobao was taken aback at first, but then his eyes cleared instantly. He looked at Tongtian's angry face, slowly knelt down, tears glistening in his eyes, "Master, your disciple is innocent! Please don't expel your disciple from the Jie Sect!"

The disciples of the Jie Sect who had just left were shocked to hear Tongtian's roar and turned back to Biyou Palace. As soon as they entered, they saw Duobao kneeling on the ground and Tongtian looking furious.

Just as everyone was about to plead for mercy, Tongtian struck Duobao with another palm, this time with even greater power, causing the entire Biyou Palace to tremble. Under this powerful force, Duobao instantly vanished from Biyou Palace.

With a wave of his hand, Tongtian unleashed a gentle yet irresistible force that pushed the disciples out of the palace. The gates then slammed shut, shutting out their cries.

Duobao was directly struck by this force and sent flying to the vicinity of the Buzhou Mountain ruins. His body rolled several times on the ground before he slowly got up.

He felt excruciating pain all over his body, his magical power surging wildly within him, and he looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment, feeling utterly lost.

Under Tongtian's coercion, Chang'er Dingguangxian embellished the story and relayed it to Zhunti.

Upon seeing this, Zhunti relayed the scene to Jieyin and said, "Senior brother, Duobao has mastered the Western Sect's techniques and has been expelled from the Jie Sect by Tongtian. Our opportunity has arrived."

After saying this, Zhunti was about to get up and go to Duobao's place, but Jieyin stopped him with his hand.

Jieyin frowned, his eyes filled with caution. "Junior brother, wait a few more days. What if it's a trap?"

He pondered to himself that Tongtian's move was too sudden, and there might be a hidden agenda behind it, perhaps he wanted to coordinate an attack from within.

"Senior brother, you're overthinking it. There's absolutely no way it could be a trick. Duobao's cultivation method is similar to our Western Sect's, and he has a connection with our Western Sect, as you know. Besides, Chang'er Dingguang Xian is one of our people; he would never betray our Western Sect!"

Zhunti had long coveted Duobao, knowing his extraordinary talent and that recruiting him would greatly benefit the rise of the Western religion.

"Junior brother, what if this is a ruse orchestrated by Tongtian and Duobao? We must be on guard." Jieyin's eyes showed worry. The Western Sect has gone through many hardships and cannot fall into crisis due to a moment of impulsiveness.

Zhunti waved his hand confidently, "Senior brother, don't worry. Who can tolerate their own disciple learning their teaching methods? This is definitely not a self-inflicted injury scheme. Just leave everything to your junior brother."

Jieyin hesitated for a moment, but couldn't refuse Zhunti, so he had to agree, "Then let's wait three days before you go, senior brother, how about that? After all, our Western Sect can't withstand any more calamities."

Zhunti nodded, a hint of regret in his eyes, "Alright, we'll do as you say, Senior Brother."

Three days later, Zhunti slowly descended before Duobao Daoren, with a smile on his face and a compassionate expression, but his eyes could not hide his urgency.

"I see that you have an affinity with the West, young friend. Would you be willing to join our Western Religion?"

When Duobao Daoist saw Zhunti, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "This humble Daoist is the chief disciple of the Jie Sect, and has no connection with the Western Sect of the Sages. Do you perhaps mistake me for someone like Chang'er Dingguang Xian?"

Upon hearing Duobao's words, Zhunti was secretly delighted, confirming that Duobao had been expelled from the sect.

His eyes darted around, and he began to fan the flames, "Young friend, Tongtian is so disregardful of the bond between master and disciple, why should you risk your life for him? Why not join my Western Sect and become its future leader? What do you say?"

Duobao snorted, his face full of disdain, "Your Western Sect has neither people nor magical treasures; you are utterly destitute. This humble Taoist will not go there!"

These words struck a nerve with Zhunti. The Western Sect was located in a barren area with scarce resources, and its prosperity was far inferior to that of the Jie Sect.

Zhunti looked embarrassed, but quickly regained his composure and then made a promise, which was just empty talk.

"The Dao Ancestor promised that the Western Sect will surely flourish. I can promise you, young friend, that you will become the future leader of my Western Sect. If you are the future leader of the Western Sect, with your talent, becoming a saint is not impossible!"

Duobao's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to ponder deeply, "When can I become the leader of the Western Sect? Are you trying to deceive me?"

Seeing that Duobao was tempted, Zhunti was overjoyed. "When the Investiture of the Gods ends, you will be the master of the Western Sect. When the Western Sect flourishes, that will be the time for you to become a saint!"

Duobao sighed inwardly, nodded, and followed Zhunti to the Western Sect.

Inside Biyou Palace, Tongtian sat alone on a futon, his expression somber as he watched Duobao. When he saw that Duobao had been taken back to the Western Sect by Zhunti, a huge weight lifted from his heart.

"Alright, let's move on to the next step!"