Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Maitreya remained smiling, neither dodging nor avoiding, but simply clasped his hands together and uttered a low shout: "Golden body, rise!"

In an instant, a dazzling golden Dharma body erupted from his body, an incomparably solid golden Dharma body, as if forged from innate divine metal, enveloping him.

The golden body exudes a Daoist aura, with the faint sound of the Great Dao emanating from it, radiating an eternal realm that is impervious to all laws and indestructible.

The golden dragon of the Dragon-Hiding Stake coiled around it, emitting a "clanging" sound like metal and stone, yet it could not harm it in the slightest!

The rain of silver sword threads and the Jade Purity Divine Lightning bombarded the golden body, exploding into bursts of light, but they only caused the golden body's light to ripple slightly, unable to break through its defenses!

Manjushri's expression changed, and he unleashed his full power. The Dragon-Hiding Stake hummed, and golden rings transformed into intertwined dragons, eventually forming a constantly rotating golden drill bit that, with its incomparably sharp power, chipped away at Maitreya's golden body.

At this moment, Maitreya clearly sensed the terrifyingly sharp power on the drill bit, which could shatter his golden body in no time.

When he went to see Maitreya, his expression remained unchanged. With a casual wave of his hand, an ordinary cloth bag appeared on the arena. But when the bag opened its mouth wide, an unparalleled suction force acted on Manjushri, about to swallow him into the bag.

Manjushri's expression changed, and he fully activated his magic power. The golden dragon diamond manifested by the Dragon-Hiding Stake shone even brighter and unleashed an even more terrifying power.

The immortal sword hovered above Manjushri's head, resisting the terrifying suction of the cloth bag.

The two sides were locked in a tug-of-war, waiting to see whether the book would first pierce through Maitreya's golden body or the bag would first devour Manjushri.

"Boom!"

The golden image of Maitreya was shattered inch by inch by the golden light of the Dragon-Diving Stake. The golden light pierced through the fragments of the image and headed towards Maitreya.

Just when everyone thought Maitreya was about to be defeated by Manjushri, Maitreya's body suddenly swelled up, transforming in an instant from a plump and round figure into a fat man with bulging muscles all over his body.

The golden light drill manifested by the Dragon-Binding Stake encountered significant resistance when it met Maitreya's powerful muscles, causing its penetration speed to slow abruptly and preventing it from breaking through Maitreya's golden body in time.

At that very moment, Manjushri, who was simultaneously manipulating two innate spiritual treasures, began to experience a shortage of magical power, and his control over the immortal sword momentarily faltered.

At the same instant, the bag hovering above Manjushri's head suddenly erupted with an even more terrifying suction force, swallowing the immortal sword along with Manjushri into the bag.

The Dragon-Binding Stake lost Manjushri's control, its power plummeted, and it was slapped away by Mi Le with a single palm strike.

With a deafening roar, the precious light dissipated, and the Dragon-Hiding Stake let out a mournful cry before flying backward, its brilliance dimmed, and crashed into the arena's protective barrier.

The outcome was clearly decided. The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out from the cloud bed, "The Western Sect's Maitreya has won this battle."

After the Tongtian Sect Leader declared victory, Maitreya shook the bag, and Manjushri, along with the immortal sword, appeared on the arena.

Manjushri, who clearly already knew the outcome, absorbed the Dragon-Hiding Pillars into his body, bowed to Maitreya, and appeared on the prayer mat among the disciples of the Chan Sect.

After Manjushri's defeat, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly froze.

Immediately, several figures flashed with spiritual light almost simultaneously, and were about to go up on the stage to discuss the Dao with Maitreya!

These are all disciples from the Chan and Jie sects whose cultivation has reached the late stage or even the peak of the Golden Immortal realm!

Cihang held the Pure Glass Bottle, Puxian brandished the Wu Hook Twin Swords, Julusun had the Immortal Binding Rope around his waist, and on the Jie Sect's side, there were also disciples such as Qiongxiao and Bixiao who held the Xiao Xiantian Spiritual Treasure.

However, these elites of the Chan Jie Sect took turns to fight, each displaying their supernatural powers and magical treasures. Golden light shone in countless rays, and auspicious clouds stretched out in thousands of streaks, causing the arena space to darken and energy storms to rage endlessly.

However, Maitreya's golden body, which combined with his powerful physical form, was truly resilient. Combined with that cloth bag, he could either withstand the supernatural powers and magical treasures with his supreme golden body or resist them with the terrifying absorption power of the cloth bag. He was invincible!

Cihang's glass bottle did not even break Maitreya's golden body before it was swallowed into the bag.

After severing the golden body of the Buddha, Samantabhadra's Wu Hook Sword, with the same power as Manjushri, pierced Maitreya's physical body and then entered the cloth bag.

Julusun's Immortal-Binding Rope couldn't even bind Maitreya's golden body before it was put into the bag!

Several other disciples of the Jie Sect, dissatisfied with the outcome, went up to challenge the leader, but unfortunately, they were still no match for him.

After all, Maitreya had already reached the perfect Golden Immortal realm, and was only a little short of an opportunity to step into the Taiyi realm. His magical power, Dao realm, golden body, and physical strength all gave him an overwhelming advantage over those who were in the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm or even those who had just entered the peak.

In the end, Cihang, Puxian, Julusun, and other Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were all defeated by Maitreya.

Among the disciples of the Jie Sect, apart from a few Taiyi Golden Immortals, only Qiongxiao and Bixiao, two late-stage Golden Immortals, have yet to make a move.

The situation became quite awkward. The three major sects of the Eastern Mystic Path had actually been swept aside by a single Golden Immortal disciple of the Western Sect?!

High above, around the five holy figures, the Daoist aura flowed, making it difficult to discern their emotions.

But faintly, the Jade Purity Immortal Light seemed to grow even colder where the Primordial Celestial Venerable was.

On the other side of the Tongtian Sect Leader, invisible sword energy hissed and tore through the void.

The Sage of Taiqing remained calm, as if nothing concerned him.

The sorrow on Jieyin's face was replaced by joy, and Zhunti's smile never disappeared after he won over Manjushri from Maitreya.

In the eyes of Jieyin and Zhunti, the Jie Sect consisted of only two junior Golden Immortals in the late stage. Even if they had some skills, they could not pose a threat to Maitreya, who was in his peak condition. The two treasures on the arena, which were used as prizes, had already fallen into the hands of the Western Sect.

The disciples of the three religions below the stage were completely silent.

The disciples of the Chan Sect looked grim, while most of the disciples of the Jie Sect were indignant but helpless.

Maitreya's power exceeded their expectations. The combination of his golden Dharma form and powerful physical body made him a formidable opponent even among those of the same realm, let alone those who were a minor realm lower than him.

"Second Sister!"

Bixiao looked anxiously at Qiongxiao, already holding the Dragon-Binding Rope in her hand. "Let me go! I refuse to believe I can't bind him!"

Qiongxiao slowly shook her head. She had a beautiful face, but her temperament was as cold as an autumn pool, frighteningly calm.

She whispered, "Sister, please calm down. Maitreya's golden body is quite powerful, and his physical body is incredibly tough. A direct confrontation is not a good strategy. You are too hasty; if you go up, you might fall into his trap."

"What should we do? Are we just going to stand by and watch the Western Sect take the treasure and make our three sects lose face?" Bixiao asked anxiously.

Qiongxiao looked at the golden figure on the arena with deep eyes and said in a low voice, "I have a method that may be worth trying."

Under Bixiao's questioning gaze, Qiongxiao's figure transformed into a pale blue stream of light, silently landing on the arena and standing opposite Maitreya.

Her appearance on stage attracted all eyes, some with doubt, some with anticipation, and most with pessimism.