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

Tongtian looked at Hongjun, who was blocking his way, and laughed loudly, his laughter full of mockery, "Haha, Hongjun, are you afraid?"

Hongjun frowned slightly, his expression somewhat complicated. After a moment of silence, he said, "Tongtian, I admit that with your current strength, I am indeed no match for you. So why don't we take a gamble?"

"Oh? A bet? What kind of crazy scheme have you come up with this time, you old codger? What's the stake? If this isn't interesting, don't blame me for not giving you face."

He secretly pondered that Hongjun was always cunning and calculating, and this bet must be something extraordinary, but he couldn't do anything to Hongjun anyway, so he might as well agree.

"We'll wager the Investiture of the Gods. You support the Shang Dynasty, and I'll support the Western Zhou. If you win, the Jie Sect can remain in the prehistoric world; if you lose, you'll take the Jie Sect and get out of the prehistoric world, never to set foot here again."

Tongtian felt a chill run down his spine. This gamble was a matter of life and death, concerning the very survival of the Jie Sect.

"Alright! However, it needs to be changed. If I win, you may never leave Zixiao Palace again, nor interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world. The Heavenly Court will belong to the Shang Dynasty. If I lose, I will lead the Jie Sect away from the prehistoric world and never return."

Hongjun nodded, "Alright. Add one more condition: neither you nor I may interfere; this only applies to the two of us."

"Can!"

The two looked at each other, their eyes sparkling. Then, they both made a vow of the Great Dao, every syllable of which contained the power of the Great Dao, causing the entire prehistoric world to tremble.

Meanwhile, at Chentang Pass, Haotian and Zhunti were closing in on Di Xin and his group.

Zhunti's eyes gleamed with confidence and arrogance. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, looking at Di Xin and the others as if they were ants, completely disregarding them.

"A bunch of overconfident fools, today is your death day." Zhunti said, raising the Seven Treasures Tree.

Holding the Pagoda of Many Treasures, Duobao was very vigilant. He knew the power of Zhunti well and thought to himself, "This loan saint is not easy to deal with. Teacher, you'd better hurry up."

Zhunti casually waved the Seven Treasures Tree; the seemingly casual movement contained earth-shattering power.

A massive blade of light slashed towards Duobao and the others. Wherever the blade passed, space was torn open, and terrifying suction forces emanated from the cracks.

"Fellow Daoists, be careful!" Duobao shouted, quickly summoning the Duobao Pagoda. The pagoda instantly grew larger, blocking in front of everyone and releasing powerful defensive force.

Xuan Du also cast a spell at the same time, and the Taiji Diagram immediately blocked in front of everyone, complementing the defense of the Pagoda of Many Treasures.

The Candle Dragon opened its mouth wide and spewed out a raging flame, charging towards the light blade.

Wherever the flames passed, the air was scorched and distorted, and space itself seemed to melt. However, the attack of the Saintly Supreme was simply too powerful, and the flames could not withstand it at all.

"Boom!" The light blade slammed into the pagoda and the light screen, creating a deafening roar.

The sound was like a death knell, making everyone's eardrums ache. Duobao and the others retreated continuously, their feet leaving deep cracks in the ground beneath their feet.

The light of the Pagoda dimmed under the impact, and the pagoda trembled slightly, groaning in pain.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Xuan Du's mouth, and his face turned pale, but the determination in his eyes remained unchanged.

The Candle Dragon was also somewhat weakened by the enormous recoil, and its scales became somewhat dull.

Upon seeing this, Daoist Zhunti burst into laughter, "Haha, you think you can stop me? A Quasi-Saint, a Primordial Golden Immortal, and a Supreme Saint—what can they do? Without becoming saints, they are nothing but ants!"

He waved the Seven Treasures Tree again, and this time, countless vines flew out from the Seven Treasures Tree and wrapped around Duobao and the others.

These light threads appear soft, but they are actually incredibly tough. Each one contains powerful sealing energy, and once you are entangled by them, it is difficult to break free.

While Zhunti was suppressing Duobao and others, Haotian was carrying the Haotian Sword and walking towards Di Xin.

His steps seemed slow, yet they carried an invisible pressure. Di Xin stood still, his expression calm, his eyes revealing determination.

Beside Di Xin, they huddled together, each holding a whisk, their eyes fixed on the Jade Emperor, ready to respond to his attack at any moment.

Just as Haotian was about to approach Dixin, Xiangwei suddenly swung his whisk, sending a powerful force towards Haotian.

This force, though seemingly invisible, contained astonishing power. Caught off guard, Haotian was directly blasted away by this force.

He stared incredulously at the man nestled beside Di Xin, utterly shocked. "Who is this guy? How can he possess such immense power? I truly underestimated him!"

At this moment, Zhunti landed on the ground, looked at Haotian's disheveled appearance, and said disdainfully, "Junior Brother Haotian, you should just watch from the side. You're still too green; you can't even handle such a small matter."

After saying that, he walked toward Xiangwei, his eyes full of disdain, as if Xiangwei was just a lamb to the slaughter in his eyes.

Xiangwei watched as Zhunti approached without any fear. He exchanged a glance with Xiangsha and Shanxing, and the three of them took a few steps forward, forming a triangular formation.

They immediately began to form hand seals. As they did, the spiritual energy within the three of them surged and connected with each other, like rivers converging into the sea.

In an instant, the area around the formation immediately reached the cultivation level of a sixth-level Saint, and a powerful aura swept out like a whirlwind.

Upon seeing this, Daoist Zhunti immediately sensed something was wrong and was secretly alarmed, thinking, "Who are these three people? They are outrageous!"

But he quickly regained his composure and charged at the three of them with the Seven Treasures Tree.

The three elements of mutual support, mutual destruction, and solitary movement immediately activated the Three Talents Formation, making its light even more dazzling.

Zhunti frantically brandished the Seven Treasures Tree, attempting to break free from the constraints of the Three Talents Formation.

The three men held whisks and waved them continuously, colliding with the Seven Treasures Tree and splashing bursts of light.

While Zhunti was held back by the Three Talents Formation, Zhulong, Duobao, and the others felt a sense of relief. They exchanged a glance, a ruthless glint in their eyes, and walked towards Haotian.

Duobao sneered, "Haotian, aren't you supposed to be a deity? I think this Investiture of the Gods is meant for you!" With that, he raised the Duobao Pagoda and smashed it towards Haotian.

Zhulong's body, like a burning flame, rushed towards Haotian, scorching the surrounding air.

Seeing the situation was turning against him, Haotian panicked. "What are you doing? I am a disciple of the Dao Ancestor!"

He hurriedly summoned the Heaven and Earth Seal, attempting to withstand the combined attack of these individuals, but he was still somewhat overwhelmed. The light of the Heaven and Earth Seal flickered continuously under the attacks of the two, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Meanwhile, Zhunti's attacks grew increasingly fierce, and the seven-colored light from the Seven Treasures Tree almost illuminated the sky, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The three of them, facing Zhunti's attacks, still seemed completely unfazed and at ease, while Zhunti himself sensed something was amiss.