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

After Jieyin and Zhunti left, Emperor Xin stood in the main hall, his brows furrowed.

At this moment, the Shadow Guard suddenly appeared in the main hall, knelt down with a "thump," and presented the secret report with both hands.

Di Xin took the document and unfolded it. His face instantly lit up with joy. The news of Ji Chang and Bo Yikao's deaths was like a heavy hammer blow, stirring up a storm in his originally calm heart.

Di Xin knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; without its leader, Xiqi was bound to descend into chaos.

He immediately issued an order to summon all the ministers of the Shang Dynasty. Before long, the ministers arrived one after another, and a solemn atmosphere filled the hall.

"Gentlemen, Ji Chang and Boyi Kao are dead. Xiqi is bound to be in chaos. This is a golden opportunity. The time has come to send troops!"

Before he finished speaking, Bi Gan stepped forward, his face full of worry, and bowed respectfully.

"Your Majesty, this year's harvest across the Shang Dynasty has been disastrous, and the people are starving. Sending troops now would present immense difficulties in supplying provisions, and the army's long march would be fraught with peril if supplies were insufficient. I implore Your Majesty to reconsider!"

Upon hearing this, Di Xin looked distressed and sighed deeply.

He knew in his heart that Bigan was right. Sending troops without sufficient provisions was like sending soldiers without weapons; the outcome of this battle was truly unpredictable.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Shang Rong led a Taoist priest into the main hall.

When Di Xin saw Shang Rong, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, and hope rekindled in his heart. "Could it be that he has found the sacred object recorded in the book?"

Upon seeing Emperor Xin, Shang Rong immediately knelt down and cried out, "Greetings, Your Majesty! I have not failed in my mission!"

Di Xin hurriedly stepped forward to help Shang Rong up, anxiously asking, "Prime Minister, you've worked hard. Have you found all those things?"

Shang Rong stood up and respectfully replied, "It is all thanks to the Immortal Envoy. Without his help, I would never have been able to find these treasures so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Di Xin burst into laughter, pacing excitedly throughout the hall: "Excellent, very excellent! In this way, the people of my Great Shang will no longer have to suffer from hunger, hahaha!"

Immediately, Di Xin strode towards the throne, solemnly declaring: "Today, I, by the decree of the King of Men, hereby bestow upon Shang Rong the title of Agricultural Sage of my human race, and appoint Xiang Shi, my fellow Daoist, as the National Preceptor of my Great Shang Dynasty, to cultivate together with you forever!"

Once the imperial edict was issued, the national fortune of the Great Shang Dynasty burned like a raging fire, soaring to a peak of 1,500 years.

Nuwa, who was far away in Nuwa Palace, and the ancestors of the human race in Huoyun Cave both felt this powerful national destiny, and their joy was beyond words.

The people in the court watched as Shang Rong was bestowed his title, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Most people were filled with envy; this was the highest honor! But some were secretly jealous, thinking that Shang Rong had only gotten this opportunity.

Di Xin took in everyone's expressions and said loudly, "I know what you all think. The most urgent thing is to discuss with Prime Minister Shang, assign tasks, and distribute these seeds. When the time comes, merit will come, and you will all have the hope of becoming immortals."

Upon hearing this, the crowd's worry turned to joy, and they bowed deeply in gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Sage of Agriculture!"

"Within three years, I will distribute all the seeds nationwide and stockpile grain. Three years later, I will personally lead an expedition and annihilate Xiqi in one fell swoop!"

From then on, the great cause of conquering Zhou in Chaoge City unfolded in full swing.

However, behind this seemingly calm surface, a crisis powerful enough to overturn the very fabric of existence is quietly approaching.

Within the primordial continent, it was as if time had been abruptly frozen by an invisible giant hand. A deathly silence descended upon the world; all things stood still, except for Tongtian, Hongjun, and Houtu, who were able to move.

From the direction of Biyou Palace, Tongtian, who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes burning with rage.

He felt a strong sense of unease, an ominous aura rushing towards him like a surging tide, and a chill running up his spine.

He roared inwardly, "Who on earth dares to disrupt the order of the primordial world?"

Tongtian's figure flashed, rushing towards Chaos, tearing through the chillingly silent void.

In the chaos, Hongjun held the Jade Tablet of Creation, his expression solemn as he faced a person who was entirely green, with an ugly and ferocious face and a short stature.

The little green man looked extremely bizarre, emanating a stench that seemed to come from the depths of hell, making people nauseous; he was as if he were the embodiment of all evil in the world.

Hongjun felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his heart. He could clearly sense the immense, world-destroying power contained within this little green man. That power was like a surging, dark wave, which made even this Dao Ancestor, who had experienced countless storms, feel fear.

He knew all too well that today’s battle was perhaps the most difficult and dangerous challenge of his life, and that the slightest mistake would lead to utter ruin.

After Tongtian arrived, he did not rush to help, but instead scanned the surroundings, trying to find the array eye that covered the primordial world.

He knew in his heart that he had to break this time formation first, otherwise the prehistoric world would remain in a state of stillness, and no one could guarantee that this formation would not have adverse consequences for the living beings of the prehistoric world.

Hongjun sensed Tongtian's arrival and secretly breathed a sigh of relief; with Tongtian there, there was a greater chance of survival.

When the little green man saw Hongjun and Tongtian, he let out a sharp, piercing laugh. The sound was like thousands of steel needles piercing one's eardrums, or like countless evil spirits howling in the chaos, making one's hair stand on end and one's hair stand on end.

Hongjun's brows furrowed, rising like two small mountains, as he swiftly mobilized the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The little green man, however, showed no fear, laughed wildly, and reached out to grab the spiked club.

The spiked club looked ordinary, but it exuded an aura that surpassed even the most powerful treasures of chaos.

The staff shimmered with an eerie green light, which twisted like a snake, containing the power to drag the entire world into an abyss of destruction.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect this to be the most powerful world in this chaotic realm. Little one, how about becoming my disciple?"

The little green man screamed, his voice filled with madness and hatred, echoing through the chaos.

Hongjun snorted coldly, his voice booming like a bell: "Stop being so arrogant! What kind of thing are you to be worthy of being my teacher, the Jade Disc of Creation, which has evolved the Three Thousand Great Daos!"

He roared and activated the Jade Disc of Creation with all his might. In an instant, the Jade Disc of Creation shone brightly. Countless rays of light shot out from the Jade Disc of Creation, transforming into the power of the Three Thousand Great Daos.

The power of the three thousand Great Daos unfolded in the chaos, like three thousand vast and boundless galaxies, surging towards the little green man.

The little green man just laughed wildly, his laughter filled with nonchalance. He brandished his spiked club and charged towards the power of the Three Thousand Great Daos like a mad demon.

"Hmph, child's play! Your Great Dao has already fallen into a deep sleep, what are you still struggling for!" the little green man roared, his voice booming through the chaos.

He swung his spiked club violently, and a powerful force, seemingly from the beginning of chaos, erupted from it.

In an instant, the power of the three thousand Great Daos of Ancestor Hongjun was shattered like bubbles.

Upon seeing this, Hongjun Patriarch's face showed a hint of fear. He hadn't expected this little green man to be so powerful, able to break his ultimate move so easily.

The little green man, emboldened by his advantage, raised his spiked club again. This time, the club shone even brighter, its green light burning like a tangible flame.

He swung the spiked club with tremendous force, its speed reaching its limit, leaving a long trail of green light as it slammed down towards Hongjun. The terrifying aura caused the surrounding space to distort.

Hongjun dared not slacken in the slightest and quickly placed the Jade Disc of Creation in front of him.

With a loud "Boom!", the spiked club slammed into the shield formed by the Jade Butterfly of Creation, instantly unleashing a powerful impact that stirred up the surrounding chaotic energy.

Hongjun was struck as if by lightning, and his whole body was sent flying like a falling leaf.

When the little green man saw Hongjun injured, a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes, an excitement like that of a hungry wolf seeing its wounded prey.

Just as he was about to press his advantage and deliver the final blow to Hongjun, at this critical moment, Tongtian immediately formed a hand seal and summoned the Burial Coffin to block Hongjun's path.