Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 101 Gathering of Generals in Xiqi, Western Religion Reaps the Benefits

"Moli Hong!"

The other three were terrified, then roared, "Master Huanglong, I'll make you pay with your life!"

"A bunch of fools who don't know their own mortality! Even if I stood there and let you hit me, you couldn't even scratch me!"

Looking disdainfully at the other three, Huanglong Zhenren used the "Earth-Opening Pearl" to smash the ancient flower sable to the ground. Then, he unleashed the "Evil-Free Pearl" and the "Creation Pearl" in succession. Mo Liqing, Mo Lihai, and Mo Lishou were unable to withstand the blows and their brains were smashed open. They were all sent to the Investiture of the Gods.

"Withdraw your troops immediately!"

Seeing this scene and witnessing the might of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Yin Shang army was terrified. At Huang Feihu's command, the army retreated. Shen Gongbao burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

"Hmm? Where's Shen Gongbao?"

When Huanglong Zhenren put away the magic weapons of the four demon generals and tried to find Shen Gongbao, he was nowhere to be found. As for mortals, Huanglong Zhenren naturally disdained to slaughter them. The Xiqi army charged and killed tens of thousands of Yin Shang soldiers before sounding the retreat.

The army returned victorious, but Master Huanglong was still grumbling incessantly, clearly furious that he hadn't killed Shen Gongbao.

"Uncle-Master, you can handle this yourself. Shen Gongbao has been in my Jade Void Palace for decades, yet he is only a mere Celestial Immortal. It is truly shameful."

Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, pointed at the Yin Shang camp and cursed, "This fellow's strategy is no match for Uncle-Master Jiang Ziya, and his strength is even worse. He's not even as good as us third-generation disciples."

"hey-hey."

Jiang Ziya, who was standing to the side, was hit hard by Nezha and could only laugh awkwardly. He and Shen Gongbao entered the sect at the same time, but now they had not even reached the level of Earth Immortal and were barely maintaining the level of "Refining the Spirit and Returning to Emptiness".

If this level of power were to be used in the previous great eon, it wouldn't even be as strong as a newborn infant of the Witch Clan, Demon Clan, or Human Clan!

This is why the innate spiritual energy dissipated, causing many living beings to become weak.

However, no matter how bad the overall environment is, Jiang Ziya spent decades in the sage's abode and only reached this level, making him utterly useless.

Even a pig can become an immortal after sleeping in a sage's temple for decades!

"What Nezha said is correct."

Yang Jian, as the first of the three generations of the Chan Sect, nodded in agreement.

This time, the news of the Chan Sect's experts' deployment quickly reached the ears of experts from both sects. In an instant, Huang Feihu put up a sign of truce, waiting for reinforcements from the immortal sects.

Xiqi did not launch an attack from the city. Jiang Ziya knew that the Jie Sect would never give up, so he personally went up Kunlun Mountain and obtained the "God-Slaying Whip", the "Investiture of the Gods", and the divine beast "Qi-like creature" from Yuanshi Tianzun. Many of his fellow disciples promised to send their best disciples to serve Xiqi as soon as possible.

As the war escalated, and with the issuance of a decree by the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the conflict intensified.

Within a few days, a beam of light shot into the sky from both "Five Dragons Mountain" and "Nine Palaces Mountain," flying towards Xiqi.

Manjushri's sacred site is at "Five Dragons Mountain," while Samantabhadra's sacred site is at "Nine Palaces Mountain." These two streaks of light are Nezha's brothers, the elder brother Jinzha and the second brother Muzha.

Meanwhile, a similar scene also occurred at Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain.

A pageboy under the Qingxu Daode Tianzun summoned a nine-foot-tall, handsome young man before the Tianzun.

Upon seeing the Pure Void Moral Celestial Venerable, the young man bowed respectfully and asked, "May I ask, Master, what brings you here?"

The Pure Void Moral Heavenly Venerable said, "Tianhua, your Uncle Ziya is currently presiding over the Investiture of the Gods in the Western Zhou Dynasty. You should quickly go down the mountain to assist him."

"Yes! This disciple obeys!"

Without a second thought, Huang Tianhua nodded in agreement.

"Come with me, and I will give you a treasure."

After speaking, Qingxu Daode Tianzun led Huang Tianhua to the back mountain of the cave, took out two silver hammers from a cave and handed them to Huang Tianhua, and taught him all the techniques.

In no time, Huang Tianhua had grasped the essence of it and mastered it.

The Celestial Venerable Qingxu nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand, and immediately revealed a seven-and-a-half-inch-long black nail, which was the "Heart-Piercing Nail".

"This is the Heart-Piercing Nail. Today, I, your master, entrust it to you, hoping that you can achieve great things in Xiqi." Before Huang Tianhua's face could light up with joy, the Pure Void Moral Heavenly Venerable took out a flower basket.

"This basket is a treasure basket, capable of collecting all kinds of hidden weapons and magical treasures. Today, I am handing it over to you as well."

Thank you, teacher!

Huang Tianhua was overjoyed. He thanked his master, put away the two silver hammers, and accepted the two treasures.

At this moment, the attendant of the Pure Void Moral Heavenly Venerable led out a magnificent and extraordinary "Jade Kirin".

"This is the beast I rode when I was idly playing on the Three Mountains and traveling the Five Sacred Peaks. I'm giving it to you to ride as well. My disciple, you are a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect. You must never forget your roots."

Huang Tianhua took the reins from Baiyun Tongzi and said, "I was raised by my master since I was a child, how could I do something that forgets my roots?"

Qingxu Daode Tianzun nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand gently, and said, "You may go now."

Huang Tianhua bid farewell to his teacher, left the cave, mounted the jade unicorn, and gently patted its horn. Instantly, wind and clouds arose beneath the jade unicorn's feet, and it sped towards Xiqi at lightning speed.

However, just as he was about to enter the territory of Xiqi, he encountered a person blocking his way. This person was none other than Shen Gongbao, who had fled in panic earlier.

"Junior Brother Tianhua, please wait."

"Who are you?"

Huang Tianhua suddenly noticed a Taoist priest blocking his path and became alert.

"Junior Nephew Tianhua, please don't misunderstand. I am your Uncle Shen Gongbao. I entered the sect at the same time as Jiang Ziya, and I am now a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect." Shen Gongbao's eyes darted around, and a plan came to mind.

However, after he became friends with Huang Feihu, he learned that Huang Feihu's son had been lost since childhood, which had always been a source of heartache for him.

Shen Gongbao, after paying close attention, learned that Huang Feihu's son had been lost since childhood, and that his senior brother, Qingxu Daode Tianzun, seemed to have a disciple named Huang Tianhua.

Shen Gongbao was quick-witted and immediately understood that it must be Qingxu Daode Tianzun who had done something heinous and abducted Huang Feihu's son.

A few days ago, the Yin Shang dynasty suffered a great defeat. He was afraid of the Yellow Dragon Immortal and fled without a fight. Knowing that he had no face to return, he came up with a plan to stake out "Qingfeng Mountain". Once he found the commander's son, Huang Feihu's great dissatisfaction with him would surely vanish.

"Ah! Disciple Huang Tianhua greets Martial Uncle!"

After hearing Shen Gongbao's clear understanding of the Chan Sect and his detailed explanation of the various relationships, Huang Tianhua immediately believed in the identity of this senior uncle.

Shen Gongbao had no trouble manipulating a child; after a brief chat, he quickly gained Huang Tianhua's trust.

"Alas, I never imagined my nephew wouldn't even know who his parents are! How pitiful! How utterly pitiful!"

Shen Gongbao looked sorrowful, seemingly deeply sympathetic to his nephew's plight. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said, "I remember that the three sons of King Wucheng of the Yin Shang Dynasty were named Huang Tianlu, Huang Tianjue, and Huang Tianxiang. Your name is Huang Tianhua. Could you really be King Wucheng's lost eldest son?"

"What? You're saying that Huang Feihu might be my father?"

Huang Tianhua was taken aback and quickly pressed for details.

"I'm not sure about this senior uncle, but I think it's very likely. Why don't we go see Huang Feihu and ask him if he's related to you?"

Shen Gongbao stroked his beard, a smile on his face, his eyes full of concern for Huang Tianhua.

"However, since the two armies are at war, let's go to the Yin Shang territory."

Shen Gongbao's words clearly tempted Huang Tianhua, but he still had a shred of rationality, knowing that they belonged to different camps.

"Hey! Nephew, come with me! Let's go verify the truth first! Even if it's not true, the Shang army is just made up of ordinary people. We can leave whenever we want; what can they do to stop us?"

"Alright then! I'll do as my martial uncle says!"

Ultimately, thanks to Shen Gongbao's abilities, Huang Tianhua also followed him back to the Yin Shang army camp.

As the saying goes, the truth cannot be hidden. The true bond between father and son is naturally greater than the so-called bond between master and disciple. Huang Tianhua's return to his ancestral home not only plundered all the treasures of Qingxu Daode Tianzun, but also strengthened the Yin Shang army.

Shen Gongbao had made such a great contribution, and Huang Feihu had nothing to say about it, both publicly and privately. In fact, he was extremely grateful to Shen Gongbao. Otherwise, if his son were to fight against him in the future, wouldn't that be exactly what the Chan Sect had planned?

Thinking of this, Huang Feihu felt even more indignant at the shamelessness of the Chan Sect, which could even kidnap a three-year-old child and force him and his son to fight each other. This hatred was so deep that it was irreconcilable.

Through Shen Gongbao and Huang Tianhua's explanation, Huang Feihu also understood what a Great Luo Golden Immortal meant: without equal power, no one could be a match for the Yellow Dragon True Man.

Seeking help is now the only option!

The troops split into two groups. Shen Gongbao traveled to various mountains and rivers to find a wandering immortal to take his place in the tribulation; Huang Feihu's letter also reached Wen Zhong in Chaoge, making his request for help all the more obvious.

Having received instructions from Chaos Daojun, Yuan Hong, the Seven Sages of Meishan, Gao Ming, Gao Jue, and nine others arrived at the army first, while on the other side, other experts from the Jie Sect also moved upon hearing the news.

Soon, the four island lords of Kowloon Island also arrived in Xiqi. These four men did not look like ordinary people. One of them wore a headscarf with a single character on it and a robe with a water-colored design. His face was like a full moon. Another wore a lotus seed headband and dressed like a wandering monk. He wore black clothes, his face was like the bottom of a pot, his beard was like cinnabar, and he had two yellow eyebrows. Another wore a double bun and wore a bright red robe. His face was like indigo, his beard was like cinnabar, and he had fangs. Another wore a gold crown with a fish tail and wore a light yellow robe. His face was like a red date, and a long beard was flowing in the wind.

These four men were all 15 or 16 feet tall, like little giants.

"These four, like myself, are disciples of the Jie Sect. They cultivate on Kowloon Island overseas and are known as the 'Four Saints of Kowloon Island.' They are Wang Mo, Yang Sen, Gao Youqian, and Li Xingba," Wen Zhong said with a smile as he introduced the four to Huang Feihu.

Since the campaign against Xiqi, Wen Zhong had been worried about the situation at the front. Upon learning that a Grand Master of the Chan Sect had appeared, the Grand Master personally came to the East Sea to find his close friend.

These four were the first group of experts that Wen Zhong had brought.

Thank you, teacher!

Huang Feihu bowed deeply, deeply moved, and then turned to express his gratitude to the Four Saints of Kowloon Island.

While the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect were amassing troops in Xiqi, the atmosphere in the entire prehistoric world became increasingly tense. Naturally, those with great supernatural powers closed their caves and quietly recited the Yellow Court Classic.

Beiju Luzhou is barren and has a harsh environment, so few normal creatures are willing to live there. Nanzhanbuzhou is a land of war, and there are often conflicts. Even when a great calamity comes, some demons, witches, and even humans and ancient Qi cultivators often fight to the death.

The entire Southern Continent was in chaos.

The most chaotic place is Dongsheng Shenzhou. As the main base of the human race, the Shang Dynasty was unstable, Xiqi rebelled, and there were frequent battles. The Chan Sect, the Jie Sect, and even many scattered immortal masters were all involved.

It was under these circumstances that Zhunti continued to launch attacks in all directions. Some rogue cultivators of the immortal path who were unwilling to be involved in the calamity left the Southern Continent and the Eastern Continent and entered the Western Continent, which was free from calamities, and joined the "Western Sect". This allowed the "Western Sect" to make up for some of its previous losses and improve its fortune.

Seeing this flourishing scene, Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed in the Pure Land.

"Unexpectedly, both the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect have sent people down to the mortal realm so quickly. A great battle is bound to break out outside Xiqi City, and the two Xuanmen sects will suffer heavy losses."

On this day, Zhunti, with his all-seeing eye, surveyed the three realms and suddenly smiled with delight at Jieyin.

"That being said, although my Western Sect has the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit to gather merit, the Western land is ultimately too barren. If we cannot spread our teachings to the East, even if we flourish, it will only last for a few eons before we run out of strength and decline after reaching our peak."

However, the guide's face did not show joy, but rather a hint of worry.

"Senior brother, there is no need to worry. The Chan and Jie sects have different paths and cannot work together. Now that the Immortal Tribulation has begun, they will eventually have to fight for their respective paths."

"The Jie Sect is powerful, and Tongtian has the Four Swords of Zhuxian in his hands. Once the Zhuxian Formation is set up, it will be difficult to break without four sages. Even if we add Taiqing Laozi, the Chan Sect will only have two sages in the end. To break the formation, we still need two more people."

Zhunti softly chanted the Buddha's name, appearing as if he had everything under control.

"That's right! Laozi and Yuanshi will eventually come to you and me for help. At that time, we will also be able to make our own requests and spread our teachings to the East."

Jieyin smiled slightly, then looked at the bustling Eastern Continent with hope in his eyes.

These two "Western Religions" are different from the Three Sages of Xuanmen. The Three Sages established great religions, but it was more of a superficial struggle. The sects were just icing on the cake. Whether they existed or not made little difference to the sages.

Considering that the Sage Nuwa didn't even care about the human race she created herself, and had no interest in paying attention to the remaining experts of the ancient Heavenly Court's demon race, one can understand that sects didn't hold much significance for the Sage.

However, Jieyin and Zhunti could not live as freely as Nuwa. When they became saints, they borrowed a large amount of high-interest loans from the Heavenly Dao. The heavy interest weighed on their hearts, so how could they have the ability to improve their cultivation?

The best way to repay the karmic debts is to establish a great religion, making the "Western Religion" the most powerful force in the Three Realms, with many disciples and descendants working together to fulfill the forty-eight great vows.

This is why the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, are shameless and scheming at every turn—they simply have no other choice!

(End of this chapter)