Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

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The jade ruyi in the hand of the Primordial Celestial Venerable emitted a clear sound!

The noisy commotion on the lectern instantly subsided.

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at the disciples below the stage and slowly spoke, his voice calm yet containing a hint of majesty: "I have summoned you here today for two matters."

"First, it is to test the results of your cultivation."

"The three teachings all originate from the Xuanmen (mysterious gate). Although their methods differ, their principles are not superior or inferior."

"This discussion among disciples of the three religions is a chance for mutual learning and verification, encouraging each other to progress together. I hope you will all demonstrate your abilities and live up to the teachings of your teachers."

"As for those who perform exceptionally well..."

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the disciples below once more. "The three of us will each receive a reward."

Upon hearing this, the disciples below immediately lit up with a burning fervor in their eyes.

"His outstanding performance caught the eye of the sage, and the gifts bestowed upon him were no ordinary items. How could this not tempt all the disciples?"

Several small arena worlds, specifically designed to allow all disciples to unleash their full potential, were created as the Heavenly Sage's sword light flowed.

Each arena world is vast and boundless, with countless profound runes imprinted within, enough to withstand battles between Great Luo Realm cultivators.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sheathed his Qingping Sword, laughed loudly, and continued, "In the cultivation of the Great Dao, one must contend. This debate will be conducted in a ring, with each disciple taking turns to ascend the stage. The winner will defend the ring, and the loser will leave."

"We can take elixirs and spiritual medicines to restore our magical power and strive for a fair fight."

Tongtian paused slightly, then his tone became much heavier.

"Remember, stop when you've made your move. Do not harbor any murderous intent or harm your fellow disciples. Anyone who violates this rule will be executed!"

The last word made some of the disciples' hearts tighten, and they all lowered their heads.

Tongtian glanced at the disciples with their heads bowed and announced loudly, "The Dao Discussion Conference begins now!"

"Those below the rank of Golden Immortal, please come up on stage first!"

Disciples below the Golden Immortal realm began to go up on stage to spar and fight, their supernatural powers and magical treasures clashing, creating a dazzling spectacle that drew cheers from the crowd.

After all the disciples below the Golden Immortal level who dared to step onto the stage finished their competition, the best performers received rewards from the three sages, either elixirs or acquired spiritual treasures, much to the envy of the other disciples.

The arena was now empty, and everyone knew that the main event was about to begin. Previously, those below the Golden Immortal realm had been competing against each other.

Above the Golden Immortal level, the main characters are disciples of the Chan and Jie sects.

For a moment, no disciple dared to step onto the stage to defend their position.

After a few breaths of silence, a long laugh was heard from within the Jie Sect's formation.

"Since you senior brothers are so modest, I, your junior brother, will take the lead!"

A figure leaped onto the Dao Discussion Platform. He was tall and handsome, with twelve azure pearls encircling his waist. The sound of waves emanated from the pearls. It was Zhao Gongming, the eldest disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Sect, whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

He cupped his hands in greeting, gazing in the direction of the Chan Sect, and declared with great magnanimity, "Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect, humbly requesting guidance from my senior brother, the Chan Sect!"

On the Chan Sect's side, a Taoist priest gracefully stepped onto the stage, holding a precious sword: "The Chan Sect's spiritual treasure, please enlighten me, Junior Brother Zhao."

After exchanging greetings, the two immediately attacked. With a single slash of the Lingbao sword, countless sharp sword energies materialized, heading straight for Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming neither dodged nor evaded, but laughed loudly, and the twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls shattered the sword energy as they spun.

"Such powerful strength!" a disciple exclaimed in a low voice from below the stage.

After only a dozen or so rounds, Zhao Gongming used twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls to smash Lingbao Grand Master one by one. The seventh Sea-Stabilizing Pearl knocked the spirit sword out of Lingbao Grand Master's hand, and the eighth pearl stopped in front of him.

Grand Master Lingbao's face flushed slightly, and his hands trembled. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Zhao, for showing mercy. Junior Brother's cultivation is profound; I admire you." He then stepped down from the stage.

Zhao Gongming won three consecutive matches with the help of the twelve Dinghai Pearls, defeating three Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. His powerful magic and bold fighting style drew cheers from the disciples of the Jie Sect, while the atmosphere on the Chan Sect's side was somewhat somber.

"Junior Brother Zhao is so brave that he cannot be subdued without skillful techniques." Master Yuding pondered for a moment, then said to his fellow disciples before leaping onto the stage.

"Junior Brother Zhao, Yu Ding has come to seek your guidance."

Zhao Gongming's expression hardened slightly. Although Yu Ding did not show off his abilities, he was the most proficient in Taoist magic among the disciples of the Chan Sect.

The two clashed again, with Zhao Gongming's attacks remaining fierce. The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, imbued with the power of the entire sea, relentlessly pounded towards Yu Ding. Yu Ding, relying on his ethereal escape techniques, pointed his sword, defusing the attacks at the last moment and counterattacking with exquisite Taoist magic.

After a long and fierce battle, Yu Dingzhen finally seized a fleeting opportunity and unleashed an extremely refined Jade Purity Divine Thunder from his fingertips, which passed through the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and struck Zhao Gongming directly.

Zhao Gongming froze, and Yu Ding Zhenren's sword finger was already pointing three inches in front of his brow.

"……admire."

Zhao Gongming was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly and withdrew his hand, saying, "Brother Yuding, your thunder magic is truly exquisite." He then gracefully stepped down from the stage.

Although Master Yuding won, he was greatly exhausted, his face was slightly pale, and he only recovered his magic power after swallowing several spiritual pills.

After defeating several Golden Immortals of the Jie Sect with his profound magical powers, he was challenged by the Golden Hoop Immortal of the Jie Sect, trapped by several golden hoops, and ultimately defeated.

After that, the disciples of the two sects took turns fighting, with each side winning and losing.

The Chan sect's teachings are exquisite and its foundation is solid; the Jie sect's supernatural powers are unpredictable and its methods are numerous.

The arena was filled with dazzling light and resounding magic. The three sages on the cloud bed nodded in approval, and the disciples below the stage praised them repeatedly.

Overall, the disciples of the Jie Sect, due to their large numbers and greater emphasis on offensive techniques, gradually gained a slight advantage.

After Taiyi, the last Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, defeated several disciples of the Jie Sect, including Qiushou Xian, Lingya Xian, and Jinguang Xian, he was finally forced back by Wudang, a direct disciple of the Jie Sect, who possessed the powerful magic of a peak Golden Immortal. At that time, all the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect had been defeated.

However, Wu Dang did not leave the arena. Instead, he looked towards the direction of the Chan Sect and said, "I would like to experience the skills of a senior brother in the Taiyi realm of the Chan Sect. I wonder if there are any fellow cultivators in the Taiyi realm who would be willing to step down and instruct my junior sister?"

Huanglong noticed that Wudang's gaze was fixed on her, clearly indicating that she saw her newly entered Taiyi Realm as her target for challenge.

Huang Long smiled helplessly, realizing that he had been away from Kunlun for tens of thousands of years, which made his junior sister from Wudang not very accepting of his Taiyi realm.

Huang Long flashed to Wu Dang's side and smiled, "Junior Sister Wu Dang, your senior brother won't bully you based on our cultivation levels." Then he turned to Tongtian Jiaozhu on the cloud bed, bowed, and said, "Please, Uncle-Master, suppress my cultivation to the same level as Junior Sister Wu Dang! Let us have a fair discussion!"

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Tongtian Jiaozhu and said with a smile, "Third brother, hurry up and make your move!"

Tongtian looked at the confident Huanglong and pointed a finger at him. Instantly, Huanglong's aura dropped to the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

"We can begin."

A whisk appeared in Wudang's hand. "Senior Brother Huanglong, be careful."

Huanglong used his pure physical strength to resist the invincible pure immortal light, and while resisting, he also launched several attacks from time to time.

Wu Dang's movements are unpredictable, seemingly real yet illusory. With each flick of his whisk, pure celestial light emerges, capable of dissolving magical power and purifying supernatural abilities.

She deftly deflected Huanglong's attacks with her subtle movements.

"Senior Sister Wudang's pure immortal light is the best counter to brute force!" a disciple of the Jie Sect exclaimed.

With a thought, Huanglong stopped attacking with his physical body and summoned the Five Elements Pagoda, which used the power of the five elements to seal the void.

Suddenly, the Holy Mother of Wudang felt her body sink as if she were trapped in a quagmire, and her mysterious movements became sluggish.

Just as she paused slightly, Huang Long threw a punch.