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

Lingyun Peak, Jin'ao Island

Deep within the cave, purple clouds swirled.

Xuandu sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his green robes hanging down and his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into the depths of his dantian.

The three bodies each have their own duties.

One body is in Chaoge, one is outside Jin'ao Island, and one is inside the Chaos Pearl.

Business as usual.

suddenly.

He opened his eyes.

A faint glimmer of light flashed deep within those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

They sensed a presence rushing towards them from the direction of Sishui Pass.

They traversed the void, passing through the layers of restrictions surrounding Jin'ao Island.

We are getting closer and closer to Lingyun Peak.

It was Wen Zhong.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"They're here."

The two words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

A moment later.

Outside the cave, the void rippled slightly.

A burly figure slowly emerged from the ripples.

Wen Zhong landed on the steps, a divine light flickering in his three eyes.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Disciple Wen Zhong greets the Vice Master."

The sound shook the cave, and purple clouds surged.

Xuandu looked at him and nodded slightly.

Get up.

Wen Zhong stood up and stood in the cave.

He bowed slightly, not daring to raise his head.

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm.

"Why aren't you overseeing the battle at Sishui Pass? What are you doing back at Jin'ao Island?"

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

"Vice Master, I have something to report."

Xuan Du nodded.

"speak."

Wen Zhong said, "Jiang Ziya has come to see his disciple."

He said that if we want to protect more disciples of the Jie Sect during the Investiture of the Gods, we need to solve the problem at its root.

"The root cause is the Investiture of the Gods."

"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."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

He also said that when the Dao Ancestor Hongjun falls, when the Heavenly Dao collapses, and when destiny is reversed.

He 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."

After the sound faded, the cave fell silent.

The purple clouds surged slightly, and the green jade trembled slightly.

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

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

"Jiang Ziya certainly has a clear understanding."

He spoke in a low voice, which drifted through the cave.

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

"But the Investiture of the Gods is a supreme treasure of Heaven, and even a sage cannot destroy it."

"Only when the Heavenly Dao collapses, the predetermined fate is reversed, and Hongjun perishes."

"Only the Investiture of the Gods can be destroyed."

Wen Zhong looked up, his three eyes flashing.

"Vice Master, is what Jiang Ziya said true?"

"Did Taotie lead nine sages of humanity to besiege and kill Yuanshi?"

"Shen Ni, along with Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe, are besieging and killing Laozi?"

"Chaos, Qiongqi, Taotie, and the Chaos Silver Python—are they surrounding and killing Jieyin and Zhunti?"

"Did the Tongtian Sect Leader trap Nuwa with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

"The Vice Sect Leader and the Goddess Houtu joined forces to besiege and kill Dao Ancestor Hongjun?"

"Is this the vice-leader's plan?"

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

Xuan Du looked at him and nodded slightly.

"good."

"This is my plan."

"The Intercepting Sect is the one destined to face the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods."

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

"It can be predetermined, or it can be defied."

"The way of Heaven can also be reversed."

"Hongjun, you may also be killed."

"The purpose of my plan is to make the inescapable destiny become defensible."

"The goal is to make the irreversible laws of nature reversible."

"The goal is to make the invincible Hongjun become killable."

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

Wen Zhong was startled.

He gazed at the figure in blue robes, at that young yet composed face.

Looking into those calm yet resolute eyes.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

The vice leader is truly defying the heavens.

They are really killing Hongjun.

They really want to destroy the Investiture of the Gods.

"Vice Leader!"

Wen Zhong knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"This disciple is willing to die for the Vice Leader!"

"This disciple is willing to follow the Vice Master and join forces to kill Hongjun!"

"This disciple is willing to serve the Jie Sect, even at the cost of fire and water!"

The sound shook the cave, and purple clouds surged.

Xuandu looked at him and gently shook his head.

"You don't need to go."

"Your battlefield is at Sishui Pass."

"Your mission is to lead the Shang army to resist Xiqi."

"It is to protect Wen Zhong and the Shang Dynasty."

"As for Hongjun..."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"We, along with the Goddess Houtu, will handle this matter ourselves."

Wen Zhong looked up, his three eyes filled with resentment.

"Vice Master, although my cultivation is low, I am not afraid of death."

"This disciple is willing to serve as the vice leader and block Hongjun's attack."

"Even if it means death, it would be worth it."

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze remaining calm.

Beneath that calm exterior lies a profound understanding of the ways of the world.

"Wen Zhong, your life is worth more than a single blow from Hongjun."

"If you die, the Shang army will be leaderless."

"Then Xiqi will advance unimpeded."

"Chaoge will then be in crisis."

"The fortune of the Jie Sect will be damaged."

"My plans will then become more unpredictable."

"So you can't die."

"He shouldn't have died."

"You just need to do your own thing."

"The rest, leave them to me."

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

Wen Zhong was startled.

He looked at Xuandu, at that calm yet trusting face.

Her eyes were slightly red.

"Vice Leader..."

Xuan Du raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No need to say more."

"go back."

"Return to Sishui Pass."

"Defend the Shang army, defend Chaoge."

"After I kill Hongjun, I will destroy the Investiture of the Gods."

"That will be the time when the Investiture of the Gods ends."

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

He kowtowed deeply.

"Your disciple obeys!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and turned around.

He strode out of Lingyun Cave.

Those steps were firm.

That back view was straight.

Xuandu stood alone on the cloud bed, watching the departing figure.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Wen Zhong."

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

"You are a good disciple of the Jie Sect."

"I will not let you die."

"We will not allow all the immortals of the Jie Sect to be listed."

"You just wait."

"I will return after I kill Hongjun."

"Let's drink and have fun together."