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Duobao kowtowed deeply and respectfully said:

"Your disciple obeys!"

Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortals, and others all did the same.

Behind him, countless disciples of the Jie Sect shouted in unison.

"Your disciple obeys!"

"Your disciple obeys!"

"Your disciple obeys!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

The sound was loud, vast, and domineering.

In an instant, it pierced through the entire Jin'ao Island, through the entire East China Sea, and through the entire sky.

Xuandu gazed at the countless kneeling figures, at their resolute yet devout faces.

He raised his hand and gently brushed it away.

A gentle force lifted everyone up.

Get up.

The three words fell like a spring breeze.

Everyone rose and stood in front of the palace.

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure in green.

In those eyes, there was gratitude, admiration, and above all, the unwavering commitment to the billion-dollar investment.

Duobao stepped forward.

"Vice Master, I have a question for you."

Xuandu looked at him.

"speak."

Duobao asked, "How should we proceed this time we descend the mountain?"

"To kill, to capture, or to release?"

"Please enlighten me, Vice Leader."

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm as still water.

Beneath that calm surface lies a profound understanding that sees through everything.

"The Chan Sect, the Human Sect, and the Western Sect have joined forces to destroy my Jie Sect."

"I want all ten thousand immortals of my Jie Sect to be on the list."

"What do you suggest we do?"

The sound faded, like the evening drum and the morning bell.

Duobao was startled.

Kong Xuan's pupils constricted slightly.

Zhao Gongming's expression changed slightly.

The three immortals exchanged a glance, each seeing the killing intent in the other's eyes.

Wu Dang, Gui Ling, and Jin Ling all stepped forward.

Behind him, countless disciples of the Jie Sect were filled with fervor.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

The killing intent was so intense, so fierce, so vast.

In an instant, the golden light of fortune broke through the sky above Jin'ao Island and shot straight into the heavens.

Xuandu gazed at the countless indignant faces and the pairs of bloodshot eyes.

Raise your hand and press gently.

A sudden silence fell over the palace.

That murderous intent, that roar, that boiling blood.

They were all pressed down by him.

Xuan Du spoke, but his voice was not loud.

Yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"In the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, each will rely on their own abilities."

"In a life-or-death struggle, there is no room for mercy."

"Kill any disciples of the Chan Sect you encounter."

"Kill any Western sect disciples you encounter."

"Kill any disciples of the Human Sect you encounter."

"Kill any disciples of Nuwa you encounter."

"Anyone who opposes my Jie Sect will be killed without mercy."

The four "kill" characters were like four thunderclaps.

The explosion resonated in the hearts of every disciple of the Jie Sect.

Duobao trembled violently.

Kong Xuan suddenly emitted a great burst of five-colored divine light.

Zhao Gongming's body shone with golden light as brightly as the blazing sun.

Behind the Three Immortals, the three laws of slaughter, destruction, and cause and effect erupted with a deafening roar.

Wu Dang, Gui Ling, and Jin Ling, their auras surged like a tide.

Behind him, countless disciples of the Jie Sect were filled with fervor.

There was no longer the slightest hesitation in those eyes.

Only murderous intent.

Only the will to fight.

Only the determination to die.

Xuandu gazed at the countless indignant faces and the pairs of bloodshot eyes.

The voice deepened.

"But there is one thing you must remember."

"When killing the enemy, there is no need to show mercy."

"But if you encounter Jiang Ziya, do not kill him."

Duobao was taken aback.

Kong Xuan frowned slightly.

Zhao Gongming looked puzzled.

The three immortals exchanged a glance, each seeing the confusion in the other's eyes.

"Vice Master, although Jiang Ziya was a disciple of the Jie Sect, he assisted Xiqi and helped Zhou overthrow Shang."

"They are the enemies of my Jie Sect."

"Why can't we kill him?"

Duobao spoke, his voice full of confusion.

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm.

"Although Jiang Ziya assisted the Zhou dynasty, he was a disciple of the Jie Sect."

"It was he who brought the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying Whip to Jin'ao Island."

"It was he who made me weaken the power of the Heavenly Treasure by using the fortune of humanity."

"During the Investiture of the Gods, he saved as many as he could and released as many as he could."

"Although he was a traitor to the Chan Sect, his heart was with the Jie Sect."

"People like this shouldn't be killed."

The sound faded, like the evening drum and the morning bell.

Duobao remained silent.

Kong Xuan remained silent.

Zhao Gongming remained silent.

The Three Immortals remained silent.

Countless disciples of the Jie Sect remained silent.

They gazed at Xuandu, at those calm yet profound eyes.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that Jiang Ziya's joining the Jie Sect was not just a betrayal of the Chan Sect.

They also brought the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying Whip to Jin'ao Island.

He also had the vice-leader use the power of humanity to weaken the Heavenly Treasure.

While still in the midst of the Investiture of the Gods, save whoever you can, and release whoever you can.

Such a person should not be killed.

"Disciple understands."

Duobao bowed deeply, his voice low.

"Jiang Ziya is a friend, not an enemy. We disciples will not kill him."

Xuan Du nodded.

He raised his eyes and scanned the countless figures.

He swept over Duo Bao, swept over Kong Xuan, swept over Zhao Gongming.

It swept across the clouds, the jade sky, and the azure sky; it swept across Wudang, Guiling, and Jinling.

He swept over dozens of Primordial Golden Immortals and countless Daluo Golden Immortals.

"This time, descending the mountain, our fate is uncertain."

"I have only one request."

"Come back alive."

"If one can live, then one will live."

"Save as many as you can."

"Those among the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect who do not participate in the calamity will not be included on the list

"If you don't make the list, you won't be deified."

"Without being deified, one cannot be controlled by the Heavenly Court."

"A billionaire's club, free and unrestrained."

"This is what I expect of you."

The sound fell, like the clanging of metal and stone.

Countless disciples of the Jie Sect had tears welling up in their eyes.

"Vice Leader!"

"Vice Leader!"

"Vice Leader!"

The sound shook the palace, and purple clouds surged.

In that voice, there was gratitude, emotion, and a warmth that the billionaire had never experienced before.

Master treats them as human beings.

Not a pawn, not a tool, not cannon fodder.

He is a disciple.

He was a disciple of the Jie Sect.

It was that man in blue, the family he had sworn to protect with his life.

Duobao took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Rest assured, Vice Leader."

"This disciple will do everything in his power to return alive."

"This disciple will do everything in my power to save as many as possible."

"This disciple will do his utmost to ensure that all the immortals of the Jie Sect are not listed on the list."

As the words fell, a sense of relief washed over him.

Kong Xuan knelt down, his five-colored divine light shimmering.

"This disciple will certainly do his utmost."

"Protect the Jie Sect completely, and protect the Vice Sect Leader completely."

"Even if I die, I will never dishonor the reputation of the Jie Sect."

Zhao Gongming knelt down, golden light swirling around him.

The three immortals kneel in submission, their forms intertwined with the three laws of slaughter, destruction, and cause and effect.

Wudang, Guiling, and Jinling knelt down.

Behind him, countless disciples of the Jie Sect knelt in unison.

"We disciples will certainly live up to the Vice Leader's expectations!"

"We disciples will definitely return alive!"

"We disciples will certainly make the Chan Sect, the Ren Sect, and the Western Sect know the power of the Jie Sect!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

The sound was loud, vast, and domineering.

In an instant, it pierced through the entire Jin'ao Island, through the entire East China Sea, and through the entire sky.

Xuandu gazed at the countless kneeling figures, at their resolute yet devout faces.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief and ease.

He raised his hand and gently brushed it away.

A gentle force lifted everyone up.

Get up.

"Go."

"Go do what you're supposed to do."

"I am on Jin'ao Island, awaiting your return."

Everyone rose and stood in front of the palace.

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure in green.

In those eyes, there was gratitude, admiration, and above all, unwavering loyalty that would never change for billions of dollars.

Duobao turned around and faced the crowd.

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters."

"The Vice-Leader has ordered us to descend the mountain to assist the Shang dynasty and attack the Zhou to protect the state."

"Anyone who opposes my Jie Sect will be killed without mercy."

The sound fell, like a decree from heaven and earth.

Countless disciples of the Jie Sect responded in unison.

"kill!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

Duobao nodded.

He raised his hand, and a golden stream of light surged from his palm, transforming into a golden longsword.

The longsword was drawn, its light as bright as a rainbow.

"Set off!"

The two words fell with a resounding clang, like metal striking stone.

He took a step forward, transforming into a golden streak of light, and sped off towards the west.

Kong Xuan followed closely behind, his five-colored divine light shimmering.

Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, Wudang, Guiling, and Jinling all set off.

Behind him, countless disciples of the Jie Sect transformed into countless streams of light.

Golden light, blue light, red light, purple light, white light...

The light was so magnificent, so dazzling, so vast.

It illuminated the entire sky in an instant.

It illuminates the entire Jin'ao Island and the entire East China Sea.

Heading towards Chaoge, towards Sishui Pass, towards the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods.

They sped away.

Xuandu stood alone before the palace gate, his hands behind his back.

Her green robe fluttered slightly, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

He gazed at the countless departing figures, at those resolute yet determined faces.

His gaze was calm as still water.

"Duobao, Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao..."

He spoke in a low voice, which drifted away on the wind.

"I am on Jin'ao Island, waiting for your return."

"Not one can be left behind."

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

Silence returned to the front of Biyou Palace.

The purple clouds still lingered, and the golden light still shone like the sea.

But those countless figures have already gone far away.

Only that figure in green remained, standing alone before the palace gate.

It remained unmoved for a long time.