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

The Holy Mother of Wudang stood in mid-air, glaring angrily at the heavily injured Wuyun Xian before her.

Wu Dang was furious. "Master Taiyi, how dare you lay such a cruel hand on my junior brother! I will not let this go! You will die today!"

The sound echoed in the sky like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

With that, she suddenly raised the Soul-Slaying Blade in her hand, which emitted a series of buzzing sounds.

The Holy Mother of Wudang transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards Taiyi Zhenren. Wherever she passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, like the roar of death.

When Taiyi Zhenren saw Wudang rushing towards him, he was greatly alarmed, and his face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Damn it, what's that beast doing here? He deserves to die!"

He dared not be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly waved the whisk in his hand.

The whisk appeared soft, but under the infusion of Taiyi Zhenren's magic power, it instantly became incredibly hard, with each fine strand gleaming like a steel needle.

The whisk was waved rapidly in front of him, forming a barrier that was almost tangible, emitting a faint halo, barely resisting the aura of the Holy Mother of Wudang.

"Junior Sister Wudang, please don't be impulsive. This is all a misunderstanding. Li Jing's third son is destined to be with me. It was Junior Brother Wuyun Xian who tried to steal my disciple!"

Taiyi Zhenren tried to persuade Wudang Shengmu, his voice tinged with panic and urgency.

Meanwhile, Xiangwei came to Wuyunxian's side and saw Wuyunxian's miserable appearance, covered in blood and with his breath as weak as a candle in the wind. "You brat, you're still too green. Sigh."

He hurriedly took out a Nine-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill from his bosom, gently helped Wu Yunxian up, and carefully fed the pill into his mouth.

At this moment, Wen Zhong, riding a black Qilin, arrived majestically with Emperor Xin at Li Jing's residence.

Li Jing looked over and saw that it was Emperor Xin. He quickly knelt down and paid his respects with utmost reverence. "This humble general, Li Jing, the garrison commander of Chentang Pass, pays his respects to Your Majesty."

His voice was loud and clear, echoing in the air, carrying a deep respect for the emperor.

Di Xin slightly raised his hand, "General Li, please rise. Let us watch the battle between my teacher and the immortal of the Chan Sect."

Then, he watched the fierce battle between the Holy Mother of Wudang and the True Man of Taiyi, while Li Jing also looked up at the sky.

The Wudang Soul-Slaying Blade struck Taiyi Zhenren's whisk fiercely. For a moment, the world seemed to freeze, followed by a deafening roar.

The sound echoed throughout Chentang Pass, causing the people in the city to cover their ears and their faces to show fear.

Under the immense power of the Soul-Slaying Blade, the whisk was cleaved in two, the broken pieces scattering in all directions.

Taiyi Zhenren's expression changed drastically, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. "It's over. This Wudang Holy Mother is indeed powerful. If we continue to fight, I will surely perish here today."

Knowing he was in dire straits, he didn't hesitate any longer and immediately crushed the teleportation talisman left to him by the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

A dazzling light flashed, and Taiyi Zhenren vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint spatial ripple.

The Holy Mother of Wudang looked at the spot where Taiyi Zhenren had disappeared and cursed, "That bastard, he ran so fast!"

Having said that, she sheathed her Soul-Slaying Blade and flew towards Wu Yunxian's direction. At this time, Wu Yunxian had recovered some strength after taking the Nine-Turn Great Rejuvenation Pill.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw Wudang flying over, and managed a weak smile.

"Junior brother, are you alright?"

"Senior sister, I'm alright. Thanks to this senior, otherwise I would have died here."

With that, he bowed deeply to the people nestled behind him, saying, "Thank you, senior!"

Then, Wu Yunxian moved and landed in front of Li Jing.

"I have been ordered by the Sage Tongtian to take Nezha as my third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing subconsciously glanced at Di Xin, unsure how to respond.

"General Li, this is your family matter and has nothing to do with me. You should make the decision yourself."

Li Jing pondered for a moment, then looked at Wu Yunxian, "Then thank you very much, Daoist Master, but my third son... sigh."

"General, you are overthinking it. Nezha is the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl, not a demon. The outermost layer is just the amniotic membrane, which he has probably completely absorbed by now."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing was overjoyed, a huge weight lifted from his heart. "Daoist Master, is this truly the case?"

"It is certainly true."

Lady Yin, who was resting in her room, heard that Di Xin and his entourage had arrived, and hurriedly picked up Nezha to get out of bed and pay her respects.

Upon seeing Lady Yin, Emperor Xin immediately ordered someone to help her to bed, saying, "Lady has just given birth and is not feeling well, so there is no need for such formalities."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The group returned to the house together. When she heard that Wuyunxian wanted to take Nezha as her disciple, she felt a pang of disappointment at first, but then a hint of joy.

Wu Yunxian and the others noticed Madam Yin's reluctance to part with Nezha and said, "If Madam doesn't mind, this humble Taoist can stay at the Li residence for a long time and teach Nezha."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing and Lady Yin immediately agreed with great joy. Looking at the chubby Nezha in front of him, Li Jing was overwhelmed with paternal love.

He picked up Nezha, his eyes full of affection, and gently pinched Nezha's cheek. "My son, you must study hard with your teacher from now on."

Di Xin watched this scene, patted the shoulders of the couple, and walked outside.

"The Imperial Preceptor has indeed given me quite a show, letting me know that my human race has a pillar of the nation like General Li Jing! Hahaha!"

"Your Majesty flatters me. General Li Jing is loyal and devoted to the human race. He is truly a blessing to humanity."

Before leaving, Emperor Xin looked into the distance, while Li Jing stood respectfully beside him.

Di Xin's expression turned serious, a hint of majesty flashing in his eyes. "General Li, you should know that as a member of the human race, you must never betray the human race. That's all I have to say. General, think it over carefully."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly knelt down, saying, "Your Majesty, rest assured, this humble general is utterly loyal to the human race and to the Great Shang Dynasty, and has absolutely no disloyal intentions!"

But when he looked up, Di Xin, Wu Dang, Xiang Wei, and Wen Zhong had already taken off on the clouds, leaving only a faint wisp of mist behind.

On the other side, Taiyi Zhenren, who had narrowly escaped death, arrived at Yuanshi Tianzun's Jade Void Palace, heavily injured and in a sorry state.

His face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak, and his Taoist robe was tattered and stained with blood.

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw the seriously injured Taiyi Zhenren, he was greatly surprised and hurriedly used his magic to heal Taiyi Zhenren.

"Master, Wu Yunxian has forcibly taken your disciple! Your grand-disciple is gone!"

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, his face grim. "Didn't I give each of you a talisman that could kill a saint? That Wuyun Xian was merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal, yet you failed to kill him?"

Master Taiyi looked aggrieved. "Master, that fellow possessed a top-grade innate spiritual treasure and a supreme innate treasure. Moreover, just as the talisman was being used, a young man in black robes released the Eastern Emperor Bell, which caused my efforts to be in vain."

Yuanshi Tianzun pondered to himself, his brows furrowed: "Could it be that Tongtian has made a move? If it is, then that's fine, but if not..."

He immediately began to calculate, his hands forming hand seals, but no matter what he did, he could not deduce the identity of the black-robed youth. However, he was certain that the person was not Tongtian.

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed helplessly, his face growing even more gloomy. "The Dao Ancestor said that a sage should not intervene. Go and find someone else to shield you from this calamity."

Before Master Taiyi could react, he was sent out of Jade Void Palace.

He stood outside the palace, bewildered, his heart filled with resentment and helplessness. "Hmph, Wu Yunxian, I will definitely settle this score with you."

Meanwhile, elsewhere, with the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods approaching, the disciples of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable began to act pretentiously again.