Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

"boom!"

The light curtain shattered.

Guang Chengzi was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

The Heaven-Turning Seal fell to the dust, its golden light dimmed.

Kong Xuan stared calmly at the figure that flew backward.

"Is this the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect?"

"That's all there is to it."

Guang Chengzi struggled to get up, his face pale.

He gazed at Kong Xuan, at the figure shimmering with five-colored divine light.

A chill ran through me.

This person is too strong.

He was so strong that he couldn't even withstand a single move.

Is this the strength of a peak Primordial Golden Immortal?

Is this the true potential of Yuan Feng's son?

"Guang Chengzi, you have lost."

Kong Xuan spoke, his voice calm.

"Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, this humble Taoist will spare your life."

"Go back and tell Yuanshi Tianzun that the Jie Sect is not to be trifled with."

Guang Chengzi gritted his teeth and picked up the Fantian Seal.

He turned and staggered away.

Kong Xuan stood there, watching the departing figure.

His gaze was calm as still water.

Xiqi Camp

Central command tent.

The flickering candlelight illuminated solemn faces.

Ji Fa sat upright in the main seat, his face deathly pale.

Although he was just a mortal, he was still able to sense it.

The countless auras above the sky were incredibly powerful.

He was so powerful that even the ruler of Xiqi felt despair.

"Master Jiang."

Ji Fa spoke, his voice hoarse:

"With so many people from the Jie Sect arriving, how can Xiqi possibly resist?"

Jiang Ziya sat at the lower end, wearing a gray-white Taoist robe, with a calm expression.

But beneath that composure lies an indescribable complexity.

He looked at Ji Fa, at that terrified face.

A moment of silence.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"Your Majesty need not worry."

"Although the Jie Sect is powerful, the Chan Sect is not to be underestimated."

"Although the Twelve Golden Immortals suffered a defeat, they still have a backup plan."

"And there's my master, and the Dao Ancestor."

"Xiqi will not perish."

Ji Fa gazed at him for a long time before slowly nodding.

"I trust Master Jiang."

Jiang Ziya nodded and said nothing more.

He simply raised his eyes and looked outside the tent.

Looking towards the direction where the immortals of the Jie Sect were suspended in the void.

I sighed softly to myself.

Deputy leader.

You appointed your disciple to assist Zhou and to be in charge of the Investiture of the Gods.

But now that my fellow disciples have arrived, how should I conduct myself?

To fight, to retreat, or to surrender?

This disciple does not know.

The disciple only knows that he will save as many as he can.

If we can put one in, we'll put one in.

This is the significance of a disciple joining the Jie Sect.

Sishui Pass

As night deepened, the sky was filled with stars.

The two armies have been locked in a stalemate for more than three days.

In the battle three days ago, Kong Xuan defeated Guang Chengzi in one move.

The morale of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect was greatly dampened.

The Xiqi army was filled with dread.

If it weren't for Jiang Ziya protecting Xiqi with the Investiture of the Gods, Xiqi would have already been defeated.

Wen Zhong stood before the gate, a divine light flickering in his three eyes.

He gazed at the distant Xiqi camp and at Jiang Ziya's command flag.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

When the immortals of the Jie Sect arrived, Xiqi became obedient.

Even the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect dared not make a move easily again.

This is the deterrent power of the Jie Sect.

This is the source of their confidence in attracting all the immortals to pay homage.

"Grand Tutor."

Shen Gongbao stood beside him, his voice low:

"There's some movement coming from Xiqi."

Wen Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly:

"What's that noise?"

Shen Gongbao took a deep breath and spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Jiang Ziya wishes to see you."

Wen Zhong was taken aback.

Jiang Ziya wants to see him?

Why?

"He wants to see me, the Grand Tutor?"

Shen Gongbao nodded:

"Yes."

He said he had something important to discuss.

"It concerns the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, the Jie Sect, and the Chan Sect."

Wen Zhong remained silent.

He looked at Shen Gongbao, at that sinister yet sincere face.

a long time.

He nodded slowly:

"Let him come."

Shen Gongbao nodded and turned to leave.

A moment later.

A figure sped towards the Xiqi camp.

He wore a gray-white Taoist robe and had a composed expression.

Jiang Ziya.

He landed in front of Wen Zhong and bowed slightly:

"Grand Tutor Wen."

Wen Zhong gazed at him, his three eyes gleaming:

"Jiang Ziya, what brings you to see me, Grand Tutor?"

Jiang Ziya raised his eyes and looked at that resolute face.

One word at a time:

"I have come seeking a way to survive."

Wen Zhong was taken aback.

"A way out? What way out?"

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"Grand Tutor, in the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, the Intercepting Sect is the one destined to face this calamity."

"The fact that ten thousand immortals are on the list is ordained by the Heavenly Dao."

"Even the Vice Master of Xuandu couldn't reverse it."

"Although I have joined the Jie Sect, and brought the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying Whip to Jin'ao Island."

"Although the Vice Leader weakened the power of the Heavenly Treasure with the help of human destiny."

"The tribulation of becoming a god will still proceed."

"The myriad immortals of the Jie Sect will still be on the list."

"All I can do is save as many as I can."

"Let one go if we can."

"But that's far from enough."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"I dare to ask the Grand Tutor to convey this message to the Vice Master."

"In the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, if we wish to protect more disciples of the Jie Sect..."

"The problem needs to be solved at its root."

Wen Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly:

"The root cause? What root cause?"

Jiang Ziya spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Investiture of the Gods".

The three words fell like a thunderclap.

Wen Zhong's pupils contracted slightly.

Jiang Ziya continued:

"If the Investiture of the Gods is not destroyed, the myriad immortals of the Intercepting Sect will not be able to escape."

"As long as the Investiture of the Gods remains, those listed on it will never be freed."

"As long as the Investiture of the Gods is not abolished, the predetermined fate of Heaven cannot be defied."

"Although I brought the Investiture of the Gods to Jin'ao Island, I also had the Vice Master weaken its power."

"But it still exists."

"Still waiting."

"When the person on the list dies and their spirit dissipates, their true spirit will be listed."

"Grand Tutor, what if the Investiture of the Gods were destroyed?"

Wen Zhong was startled.

Destroy the Investiture of the Gods?

That is a supreme treasure of Heaven.

It was Hongjun Daozu who used the Jade Disc of Creation as the foundation and the Origin of Heaven as the guide.

It took hundreds of millions of dollars to forge this supreme treasure.

Even a sage cannot destroy it.

Even the Vice Master of Xuandu could not destroy it.

How to destroy it?

"Jiang Ziya, are you joking?"

Wen Zhong spoke, his voice cold and sharp.

"The Investiture of the Gods is a supreme treasure of Heaven, which even a sage cannot destroy."

"How do you expect the vice-leader to destroy it?"

Jiang Ziya looked at him calmly.

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

"The Grand Tutor is right."

"The Investiture of the Gods is a supreme treasure of Heaven, which even a sage cannot destroy."

"But what if the laws of Heaven collapse?"

"What if the predetermined outcome is reversed?"

"What if Dao Ancestor Hongjun were to perish?"

Wen Zhong trembled violently.

The Way of Heaven has collapsed.

The constant is reversed.

Hongjun has fallen.

This……

This is defying the heavens!

"Jiang Ziya, do you know what you're saying?"

Wen Zhong spoke, his voice hoarse.

Jiang Ziya nodded:

"I know."

"I am aware that the Vice Leader is doing this."

"Taotie led nine human saints to surround and kill Yuanshi."

"Shennui led Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe to surround and kill Laozi."

"Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, and the Chaos Silver Python surround and kill Jieyin and Zhunti."

"The Tongtian Sect Leader used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to trap Nuwa."

"The Vice Master himself, together with the Goddess Houtu, besieged and killed the Dao Ancestor Hongjun."

"This is the vice-leader's plan."

"This is the Jie Sect's backup plan."

"This is the turning point in the Investiture of the Gods."

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

Wen Zhong was stunned.

Shen Gongbao was stunned.

The two stood before the gate, speechless for a long time.

They knew the vice-leader was making plans.

They knew that the vice-leader never fought a battle unprepared.

But they didn't know that the vice-leader's scheme was so elaborate.

They besieged and killed Yuanshi, besieged and killed Laozi, and besieged and killed Jieyin and Zhunti.

They imprisoned Nuwa and killed Hongjun.

This is an attempt to wipe out all the Heavenly Saints in one fell swoop.

This is an attempt to put Hongjun Daozu to death.

This is to completely reverse the predetermined course of fate.

"Grand Tutor."

Jiang Ziya spoke, his voice calm:

"Every word I have said is true."

"Although I am an assistant to the Zhou dynasty and hold the authority to confer titles upon the gods."

"But my heart belongs to the Jie Sect."

"I have come to see the Grand Tutor to ask him to convey a message to the Vice Master."

"I will keep the Investiture of the Gods safe."

"Wait for the fall of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, wait for the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, wait for the reversal of destiny."

"The disciple then personally destroyed the Investiture of the Gods."

"Let those who made the list regain their freedom."

"Let the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect be spared from the tribulation."

"Let this calamity of the Investiture of the Gods come to a complete end."

Wen Zhong looked at him, at that calm yet resolute face.

a long time.

He nodded slowly:

"it is good."

"I will convey this to the Vice Master."

"Jiang Ziya, you should go back now."

"We'll meet again when the time is right."

Jiang Ziya bowed:

"Thank you, Grand Tutor."

He turned around and took a step forward.

The greyish-white figure vanished into the night in an instant.

Wen Zhong stood alone before the gate, watching the departing figure.

The light shimmered in the three eyes.

"Shen Gongbao".

He spoke, his voice low and deep.

Shen Gongbao bowed:

"Disciple is here."

Wen Zhongdao:

"You stay here and keep watch."

"This Grand Tutor is returning to Jin'ao Island to meet with the Vice Master."

Shen Gongbao nodded:

"Rest assured, Grand Tutor, your disciple will certainly guard the camp well."

Wen Zhong nodded and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

That imposing figure vanished in an instant before the gate.