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

About fifteen minutes later, Ancestor Hongjun slowly stepped out of the Heavenly Dao Space.

His Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and as he stretched, his bones cracked like popping beans. The wicked smile on his lips was like a strange lightning bolt flashing across the night sky.

In the royal palace of a great merchant.

"My lords, how has the Great Shang Dynasty fared in recent years?" Di Xin's voice echoed through the palace.

Upon hearing this, Shang Rong instantly understood Di Xin's meaning, took a step forward, and respectfully bowed.

"Your Majesty, the Shang Dynasty enjoys favorable weather and abundant harvests, with granaries overflowing. However, the Western Zhou has become increasingly arrogant in recent years, eyeing our Shang with covetous intent, posing a serious threat. I believe that now is the opportune time to attack the Western Zhou and achieve unification and hegemony!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xin suddenly stood up, his dragon robe fluttering in the wind, and burst into laughter, his laughter like rolling thunder that reverberated throughout the entire palace.

"Good! Shang Rong, go and escort the grain supplies to the border between Shang and Zhou immediately. The Great Shang will mobilize all its forces and gather all its mighty generals to crush Xiqi!"

Di Xin's chest heaved violently, his heart pounding like a war drum. The image of the Shang army's banners fluttering atop the city of Xiqi flashed in his mind, a testament to his ambition and aspirations as a king.

The assembled officials shouted in unison, "By order of the King!" Their voices resonated throughout the palace, demonstrating the absolute support of the Shang Dynasty's subjects for their monarch's decision.

"Where is Grand Master Xuandu!" As soon as the words were spoken, Grand Master Xuandu appeared in the main hall.

"Grand Master, immediately dispatch all Shadow Guards to infiltrate Xiqi City and gather intelligence. Two days later, the main army will assemble at Jinji Ridge and set off!"

"Your Majesty, I obey your command and will certainly not fail you!"

Two days later, at the foot of Jinji Ridge, the Shang army gathered like an iron torrent, their banners fluttering in the wind, the large character "Shang" inspiring fear.

Upon learning of the approaching Shang army in Xiqi, Ji Fa hurriedly summoned his ministers for a meeting.

Nangong Shi walked out quickly, his face full of worry, his voice trembling slightly: "My lord, the Shang army is strong and powerful, and our Xiqi is no match for them. The best course of action now is to negotiate peace first."

His heart was pounding like a drum, and the scene of Xiqi falling into ruin was already in his mind. He knew that going to war would be like throwing an egg against a rock for Xiqi.

Just then, Shen Gongbao stepped forward and said, "My lord, do not panic. Just wait three days, and I will immediately return to Kunlun to invite my master. He will surely be able to resolve this crisis."

Upon hearing this, Ji Fa's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. He abruptly stood up and said, "Excellent! Quickly assemble our Xiqi army and garrison Jinji Ridge. We must hold firm and await reinforcements!"

Although the ministers had their doubts, seeing that Ji Fa had made up his mind, they had no choice but to bow and accept the order, silently praying to Heaven to bless Xiqi.

However, just as Shen Gongbao was preparing to go to Kunlun Mountain, the Twelve Golden Immortals and the Antarctic Immortal arrived in Xiqi City first.

Upon seeing this, Shen Gongbao's face immediately lit up with a smile. He hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed, saying, "Fellow senior brothers, please come in quickly."

Guang Chengzi's expression was serious. He waved his sleeve and said, "No need. We'll go to Jinji Ridge first. Junior Brother, you stay here and protect Ji Fa well."

After saying this, the Twelve Golden Immortals and the Antarctic Immortal sped off toward Golden Rooster Ridge.

Helpless, Shen Gongbao could only watch the direction they left in, a flash of anger in his eyes. Then, he turned his gaze and hurriedly headed towards the Western Religion.

On the third day, the Yin Shang army surged towards Jinji Ridge. Standing on the city gate, Nangong Shi looked down at the densely packed enemy troops below, his face instantly turned ashen, and a sense of despair welled up in his heart.

His hands gripped the bricks of the city wall tightly, and he lamented in his heart, "Is Xiqi destined for annihilation today? How can we possibly withstand the ferocious army of the Yin Shang?"

At the very center of the city, on either side of Emperor Xin's dragon carriage stood a host of fierce generals, including Wen Zhong, Huang Feihu, the Holy Mother of Wudang, Kong Xuan, the Four Demon Generals, and Li Jing, their imposing presence like Mount Tai pressing down on them.

Just when Nangong Shi was filled with despair, the Twelve Golden Immortals appeared on the city tower.

Guang Chengzi strode to the edge of the city wall and roared down at the people below, "Di Xin, you are defying the heavens and acting against the natural order! Quickly step down and abdicate the throne to King Wu, Ji Fa!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhong was furious. He slapped the black jade unicorn, and the unicorn let out a long neigh, its four hooves creating wind, carrying him forward a few steps.

Wen Zhong swung his God-Slaying Whip, creating a gust of wind. "You insolent fools! Instead of focusing on your cultivation in your caves, you dare to meddle in worldly affairs! Stop spouting nonsense and disrupting morale!"

In an instant, a great battle was about to break out. The battlefield was deathly silent, with only the military flags fluttering in the wind.

At this critical moment, Yang Jian flew to the city walls, wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword with an incredibly sharp blade that seemed capable of severing everything in the world.

Yang Jian's face was cold and stern, his eyes radiating boundless confidence and domineering aura. He roared, "Who dares to claim their death!"

"Wow, this pretty boy has quite the nerve." With that, Nezha's Wind and Fire Wheels spun rapidly, carrying two balls of raging flames as they rushed towards Yang Jian.

The two clashed instantly. Yang Jian wielded his three-pointed double-edged sword with impenetrable speed, each move carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, fiercely thrusting towards Nezha. The blade sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Nezha, on the other hand, was as agile as a monkey. He controlled his Wind Fire Wheels to move freely through the air and easily dodge Yang Jian's attacks.

At the same time, the flames on the tip of the gun scorched the air, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.

He shouted and instantly unleashed his Three Heads and Eight Arms technique, each of his eight arms wielding a magical weapon, launching an attack on Yang Jian.

The Universe Ring transformed into a golden halo, flying towards Yang Jian with lightning speed; the Hun Tian Ling, like a nimble red python, coiled around Yang Jian's body, attempting to restrict his movements.

Seeing Nezha from the side, Taiyi Zhenren was greatly displeased. A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and he secretly cast a spell. A golden light flashed from his sleeve, and a golden brick flew towards Nezha.

As the gold bricks flew, they created a whistling wind, powerful enough to flatten a small mountain.

Upon seeing this, Li Jing's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he suddenly drew his sword, leaped into the air, and charged towards the gold brick.

With a flick of his sword, a sword aura pierced the sun like a rainbow, colliding with the gold brick. A deafening boom erupted, sparks flew, and the powerful impact sent the surrounding soldiers staggering about.

Li Jing glared at Taiyi Zhenren, his eyes blazing with fury, and shouted, "You despicable villain, why did you commit such a heinous act against Nezha?"

His voice was filled with anger and questioning, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he were about to fight Taiyi Zhenren to the death at the slightest provocation.

When Wu Yunxian saw that Taiyi Zhenren had acted in this way, he was immediately filled with rage.

At the same time, all twelve Golden Immortals stepped forward.

Just as the two sides were about to engage in a chaotic battle, Randeng, seeing the unfavorable situation, had no choice but to stall for time.

"Fellow Daoists, please calm down. As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. Today's matter is not suitable for a major conflict. How about we wager the outcome of our three generations of disciples, with Golden Rooster Ridge as the stake? If we win more battles, the Great Shang will withdraw its troops; if you win more battles, Golden Rooster Ridge will be given to the Great Shang. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Jie Sect all looked at Emperor Xin.

Di Xin nodded slightly, stood up, and said, "Very well, my lords, tomorrow we shall let these demonic cultivators witness the might of my Great Shang!"