Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Lingya Xian defeated several disciples of the Western Sect in succession, his momentum soaring, drawing cheers from the disciples of the Jie Sect below the stage, led by Qiu Shou Xian and the other seven attendant immortals.

However, the Western Christian disciples were not incompetent.

The series of defeats finally allowed them to figure out all of this Spirit Tooth Immortal's supernatural abilities, magical treasures, and fighting habits.

When another disciple of the Western Sect, a student of Zhunti who called himself "Lingguang," took the stage, he restrained Lingya Xian's many methods one by one, and finally summoned an ancient bronze shield to block all of Lingya Xian's sword light.

Seeing that his supernatural powers and magical treasures were all countered and he could not break through after a long time, Lingya Xian's mind was also slightly agitated under the influence of Lingguang Daoren's strange Daoist charm. Lingguang Daoren seized the opportunity and struck his chest with a supernatural power containing the meaning of "wisdom and spiritual light".

"puff!"

Lingya Xian was struck by this heavy blow, his protective immortal aura shattered, and his figure crashed into the arena's restrictions like a meteor, slowly sliding down, already defeated.

After Lingya Xian's defeat, the arena fell silent for a brief moment.

With a gentle swipe of the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, the Sage Zhunti, who was on the cloud bed, sent a ray of spiritual light falling on Daoist Lingguang, instantly restoring him to his peak condition and even subtly enhancing him.

That slight improvement was only slightly perceptible to Huanglong, besides the Three Pure Ones!

Seeing that Lingguang Daoist's aura was even stronger than before he stepped onto the stage, Huanglong shook his head speechlessly: "Even though my two Western uncles have become saints, they still keep pulling these little tricks!"

The three Pure Ones all showed a hint of displeasure, but they did not stop it.

Just then, a clear voice rang out: "Manjushri of the Chan Sect, please enlighten me, Lingguang."

Before the words were finished, a figure appeared in the arena space; it was none other than Manjushri, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

He had a handsome face, wore a Taoist robe with Bagua symbols, and held a celestial sword, exuding an ethereal aura.

After the two bowed and exchanged greetings, Lingguang Daoist also summoned his ancient bronze shield, his gaze falling on the immortal sword in Manjushri's hand. In his opinion, the sword that Manjushri held must be his most powerful magic weapon.

Then Manjushri thrust his immortal sword into the ground in front of him, formed a hand seal, and instantly three wooden stakes engraved with golden rings appeared above Lingguang Daoist's head. Before Lingguang Daoist could react, the three wooden stakes landed around him, forming a series of restrictions that surrounded Lingguang.

Originally intending to guard against the fierce spiritual light of Manjushri's magical treasure, they were immediately dumbfounded. Instead of the magical power, they were met with a spiritual treasure that had imprisoned them.

Upon sensing the immense power emanating from the three wooden stakes together, Daoist Lingguang exclaimed in surprise.

"A primordial spiritual treasure?"

Manjushri nodded. "You have some knowledge!"

Then Lingguang looked on with envy. They were both disciples of a saint, but he didn't even have a single acquired spiritual treasure, while Manjushri started with an innate spiritual treasure and a celestial sword stuck in the ground, which must also be an innate spiritual treasure.

Upon comparing the two situations, Lingguang felt as if his Dao heart had shattered, and his magical power briefly stagnated.

In that instant, Wenshu casually made a hand seal, and the golden rings on the three Dragon-Escape Stakes instantly transformed into three swimming dragons, rushing straight towards Lingguang Daoist.

Lingguang Daoist immediately summoned his ancient bronze shield, which instantly transformed into shields in front of him.

To everyone's surprise, the three golden rings transformed into dragons, intertwining and spinning together, bursting forth with incomparably sharp golden light. In an instant, they pierced through the shields, one golden ring locking onto Lingguang's neck, then moving to his waist, and finally locking onto his feet, thus imprisoning Lingguang Daoist's magic power, physical body, and primordial spirit.

Manjushri then made a hand seal with his other hand, and a beam of clear light shot out, knocking the late-stage Golden Immortal Lingguang Daoist off the stage cleanly and swiftly.

Seeing Lingguang Daoren's defeat, both Taiqing Shengren and Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

The Tongtian Sect Leader glanced provocatively at Jieyin and Zhunti, his tone strange: "Fellow Daoist Zhunti, it seems you just did something futile; your disciple has proven unworthy!"

The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, seemed not to hear Tongtian's mockery, but the sorrow on Jieyin's face deepened.

Zhunti gently swept one hand across the Seven Treasures Tree, saying, "Brother Tongtian, please don't commit such a despicable act. Our Western Regions are barren, lacking any innate spiritual treasures to bestow upon our disciples. We have no complaints about losing to the disciples of the Chan Sect!"

Zhunti directly avoided addressing the reason for Tongtian's mockery, attributing his disciple's defeat to the lack of innate spiritual treasures.

Seeing Zhunti's nonchalant attitude, Tongtian shook his head and turned his gaze back to the arena!

After that, the Western Sect sent several more disciples at the late stage of Golden Immortal, but all of them were defeated by Manjushri's Dragon-Hiding Stake.

Manjushri's understanding and refinement of Lingbao is extremely profound, and the power he unleashes is quite remarkable. Moreover, he has a precise grasp of timing, often striking first after being behind, and no one can stop him, fully demonstrating the profound mystery of the Jade Purity Immortal Technique.

When all the disciples of the Western Sect who had reached the late stage of Golden Immortal cultivation took to the stage, they were all defeated by Manjushri.

At this moment, the eyes of the Western Christian disciples involuntarily turned towards the front of the Western Christian camp.

There, a robust and sturdy Taoist priest, always wearing a kind yet shrewd smile and dressed in a bright yellow Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on a futon, surpassing even Maitreya, a late-stage Golden Immortal.

His aura was perfectly harmonious and unimpeded, indicating that he had already reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, and was only a little bit away from the Taiyi realm.

Faced with the hopes of his many fellow disciples, Maitreya's smile faded, and a hint of helplessness flashed deep in his eyes.

His original intention was to wait until the more powerful disciples of the Chan and Jie sects among the three religions weakened each other, or until those sages personally made their moves.

But now it seems that none of the Western Sect's disciples in the late Golden Immortal stage can stop Manjushri's momentum, and the disciples of the Intercepting Sect are clearly waiting for him to make a move...!

"Thank you all for your humility!"

Maitreya sighed softly, but his voice clearly reached the ears of each disciple.

In an instant, his figure flashed, as if merging into space. The next moment, his figure appeared silently on the arena, facing Manjushri from afar.

This understanding of the escape technique caused the pupils of many Golden Immortals below the stage to shrink.

Manjushri dared not be careless in the slightest towards Maitreya, who was able to be on par with Taiyi Golden Immortals with his peak Golden Immortal cultivation.

His expression was solemn. He took the initiative and immediately unleashed all his strength and magical treasures.

He then unleashed the innate spiritual treasure, the Dragon-Slaying Stake, which differed from the stakes previously used by other Western Sect disciples.

The Dragon-Binding Stake grew taller with the wind, transforming into a giant pillar surrounded by seven golden lotuses. Golden rings coiled around Maitreya like swimming dragons. At the same time, Manjushri summoned his immortal sword for the first time, which was also a primordial spiritual treasure.

The sword light surged, transforming into a rain of silver sword threads that filled the sky, accompanied by Jade Purity Divine Thunder, bombarding everything in its path!

Suddenly, sword light soared into the sky and divine light splashed everywhere on the arena.