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

Chapter 104 Jiang Ziya Dies, Randeng Desires to Go to the Eight Trigrams Palace to Seek the Elixir

Meanwhile, in the Yin Shang camp, Yao Bin stroked his beard and laughed, saying, "Bo Yikao is dead! Now it's Jiang Ziya's turn!"

"That's excellent!"

Wen Zhong and the others were overjoyed. Bo Yikao was the lord of Xiqi. With his death, the morale of the Xiqi army naturally plummeted. If it weren't for the power of immortals dominating the battlefield, he could have led his army to break through the city and wiped out the Ji clan in one fell swoop.

In Xiqi City.

During these seven days, when the new king was being handed over, Jiang Ziya suddenly "fell ill" and slept for five or six days in a row. Whether it was Daoist Ran Deng, Guang Chengzi and others, or Lu Ya, they could no longer sit still.

This time, everyone knew they had fallen victim to the Jie Sect's sneak attack.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, it seems that Jiang Shang has been ambushed." Lu Ya stepped forward to examine Jiang Ziya on the sickbed and said with a frown.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, can you discern how Ziya was ambushed?"

The Taoist Ran Deng naturally realized that he was cursed, but he had no intention of serving the Chan Sect anymore. He pretended not to know and asked with a hint of doubt on his face.

"This...this humble Taoist priest also does not know."

Lu Ya hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. As the crown prince of the ancient Heavenly Court, he had not only received the inheritances of Di Jun, Tai Yi, and others, but had also studied Taoism in the "Nuwa Palace" for many years. What hadn't he seen and experienced?

You, Daoist Ran Deng, a mere quasi-saint, pretend not to know anything. Jiang Ziya is no one to me. Why should I, a peak Grand Luo Golden Immortal, invite trouble and force my way in?

"Vice Sect Leader, Senior Lu Ya, our teacher has become increasingly lethargic these past few days, and has been sleeping soundly without waking up. I just checked his breathing and discovered that he... he's... gone!"

At this point, Bukit was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Randeng sneered inwardly, "Perfect timing to give you, Jiang Ziya, some retribution. Didn't you invite me into this calamity?"

This time, I'll see if you live or die, and I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!

"Ugh!"

The Taoist Ran Deng sighed, feigning a sorrowful expression, and slowly walked to the bedside. He reached out and touched Jiang Ziya's nose, only to find that Jiang Ziya was not even breathing, let alone exhaling...

"Although I do not know how to save Ziya, I have heard that the Jie Sect is on good terms with the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan has the art of witchcraft, which can silently and without warning destroy the soul of the other party, causing their death. Perhaps Prime Minister Jiang has fallen victim to this art."

Lu Ya, who was standing to the side, slowly spoke up after seeing that Jiang Ziya had finished playing.

"These wicked followers of the Jie Sect have gone too far!"

Guang Chengzi and the other eleven Great Luo Golden Immortals shouted and cursed, each filled with indescribable righteous indignation.

"Life truly imitates a play; everyone's acting!"

Lu Ya observed coldly, realizing that the Chan Sect was also in turmoil, with everyone harboring their own selfish motives.

"Now, the only way we can save his life is to retrieve the soul of our junior brother Ziya, who was lured into the merchant camp by Yao Tianjun."

After his performance, Guang Chengzi finally revealed his plan.

Soon, Daoist Ran Deng, Guang Chengzi, Lu Ya, and many other experts left Xiqi City to challenge the Jie Sect to a duel. Meanwhile, Yang Jian used his transformation technique to secretly infiltrate the Yin Shang camp, preparing to seize the opportunity to retrieve Jiang Ziya's soul when chaos broke out outside.

Seeing all the members of the Jie Sect come out, Guang Chengzi was overjoyed and declared, "My junior brother Jiang Ziya is the one destined by Heaven to confer the gods. He has come down the mountain on the orders of the Jade Void Sect. First, to confer the gods on behalf of Heaven. Second, King Zhou is tyrannical and his fate is exhausted. The phoenix sings on Mount Qi, and it is time for him to rise up and replace the Yin Shang dynasty."

He paused, then continued, "Now that a wise ruler has been born in Xiqi, it is in accordance with the will of Heaven and the people that Junior Brother Ziya assists Xiqi. You ten Heavenly Kings used evil magic to steal Junior Brother Ziya's soul, which is an act against Heaven. Quickly hand over my junior brother's soul, and only then will there be a glimmer of hope."

"Excellent, excellent, Guang Chengzi, you truly deserve to be the chief disciple of the Chan Sect. I admire you greatly!"

Before Yao Bin could speak, the Golden Spirit Mother trembled with rage, and laughed in fury: "You killed many disciples of my Intercepting Sect, and you still dare to speak so shamelessly as to say you've defied Heaven?"

"Didn't your Jie Sect also kill my disciple? If you don't return Junior Brother Ziya's soul, and we fight today, you'll regret it later!"

Master Puxian stepped forward, his eyes flashing with a hint of murderous intent.

"Indeed! My disciple cannot have died in vain!"

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, also stepped forward, his meaning self-evident.

"Fine! Your disciples cannot have died in vain! My many junior brothers and sisters cannot have died in vain either!" The Golden Spirit Mother's face twitched with rage as she looked at Guang Chengzi and said, "Which of you dares to come out and fight me? I want to see what kind of supernatural powers your Chan Sect possesses that dare to kill my Jie Sect disciples!"

"Hmph! Golden Spirit Mother, since you wish to experience the great techniques of my Chan Sect, then this humble Daoist will spar with you! Let's see what skills your five true disciples of the Jie Sect truly possess!"

Guang Chengzi moved and soared into the ninth heaven, waiting for the Golden Spirit Mother to come up.

"Fine! You think I'm afraid of you?"

With a flash, the Golden Spirit Mother ascended into the sky, preparing to clash with Guang Chengzi.

"Anyone who disagrees? Come on! I, Wu Yunxian, will fight you three hundred rounds!"

Wu Yunxian, the leader of the Seven Immortals, glanced coldly at the remaining ten Great Luo Golden Immortals, sneered repeatedly, and asked.

"Hmph! Wuyunxian, today I will expose your true form!"

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, flew into the void and received the Immortal of Dark Clouds.

Meanwhile, other Grand Luo Golden Immortals from the Chan Sect stepped forward to challenge them. Soon, these great figures entered the Nine Heavens Gale Layer, unleashing their unparalleled divine powers in a life-or-death struggle.

Daoist Ran Deng and Lu Ya exchanged a smile. These people from the Jie Sect really didn't have much of a brain. Now that all the experts had been lured away, with the two of them attracting the other Jie Sect immortals, Yang Jian could easily retrieve Jiang Ziya's soul and bring him back to life.

This time, the battle was even more intense, with many experts from both the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect participating. The Chan Sect, in particular, went all out, sending ninety percent of its experts to Xiqi City.

In order to take advantage of the Investiture of the Gods and defeat the Jie Sect, Yuanshi Tianzun invested all his resources.

"Xiqi has launched a decisive battle! This humble Taoist cannot remain in Wuyi Mountain for long."

Observing the situation in Xiqi, Li Yunjing kept making hand seals, calculating the various changes and assessing the chances of survival for the Jie Sect.

Unfortunately, the secrets of heaven were not revealed during the great calamity. Li Yunjing sighed and moved towards the "Three Immortal Islands".

While the gods were battling outside, Yang Jian was hiding in the shadows behind a tent in the Shang army camp, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

Outside the altar erected by Yao Bin, Yuan Hong sat cross-legged on the ground, guarding the altar, his divine eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

Yang Jian was skilled in transformation techniques and infiltrated the camp several times to gather information. Naturally, many experts from the Jie Sect were on guard. Yuan Hong, who was also skilled in transformation techniques and had considerable combat strength, was assigned this important task.

"Boom!"

As the battle broke out outside, Yang Jian secretly looked at Yuan Hong and showed a hint of helplessness. This man was a formidable enemy. If he wanted to rescue his Uncle Ziya, he had to settle the score with him.

"Yuan Hong! Take this!"

Thinking of this, Yang Jian hardened his heart, transformed into a gust of wind, and flew towards Yuan Hong. Before he could even utter the word "knife" in his voice, a "three-pointed double-edged knife" appeared in his hands, and he slashed fiercely at Yuan Hong.

"Yang Jian, this humble Taoist priest has been waiting for you!"

Yuan Hong looked at Qingfeng with a cold smile, quickly stood up, raised the "Star Staff", and with one stroke blocked Yang Jian's attack.

After a direct clash, both men's arms trembled violently, and they both retreated. However, Yuan Hong, being a long-armed ape, possessed immense strength, making him far more powerful than Yang Jian, who had the body of a human god.

"Yang Jian, take another hit from my stick!"

With great strength and quick recovery, Yuan Hong broke free from the paralysis, let out a low shout, and his body radiated "Shangqing Immortal Light," while his "Star Staff" emitted endless starlight.

Yuan Hong moved swiftly and instantly appeared in front of Yang Jian, unleashing a powerful strike with his "Star Staff" as he slammed it down on Yang Jian.

With a loud "bang," Yang Jian's arm went numb again, and he almost lost his grip on the "Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword." He retreated ten zhang, while Yuan Hong only retreated seven zhang!

"Again!"

Feeling the immense recoil force emanating from the other end of the "Star Staff," Yuan Hong's fighting spirit surged. He swung the "Star Staff" and charged forward again, intending to smash Yang Jian to death with a single blow.

when!when!when!

Yang Jian frowned slightly, no longer competing with Yuan Hong in strength. He twisted and turned, thrusting out his "Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade" repeatedly. Countless bursts of energy transformed into a white dragon, piercing through Yuan Hong's body.

"Hmph! Yang Jian, your strength is not as great as mine! And your martial arts are no match for mine either!"

With the sounds of weapons clashing, Yuan Hong and Yang Jian exchanged thousands of blows in an instant. Hundreds of tents around them were reduced to ashes, and some Yin Shang soldiers had already retreated several miles away before the two even clashed.

"Nephew Yuan Hong, I've come to your aid!"

The Ten Heavenly Kings were not good at fighting, so they did not participate in the battle with the experts of the Chan Sect. Now that something happened in the Yin Shang camp, the Ten Heavenly Kings immediately realized that Yang Jian had arrived.

Ten people flew over quickly, intending to cooperate with Yuan Hong to completely capture Yang Jian.

"Hmph! Yuan Hong, today's battle is inconclusive! Next time, we'll fight again!"

Upon seeing the Ten Heavenly Kings arrive, Yang Jian's expression changed drastically. Although these ten individuals were not skilled in combat, they were all experts of the same level, at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level. With the combined efforts of the ten and Yuan Hong, even if Yang Jian had three heads and six arms, he would be no match for them. Being ganged up on and killed would be his only fate.

It was no longer possible to save Uncle Jiang's soul. Yang Jian used all his strength to force Yuan Hong back, then turned around and used "Golden Light Across the Earth," transforming into a golden light that shot towards Xiqi City.

"Damn it! He got away again!"

Yuan Hong cursed, but did not give chase. During the great calamity, his teacher told him to be careful and to save his life, so he naturally would not risk entering Xiqi City to hunt down Yang Jian.

If he were ambushed, or if the Daoist Ran Deng or Daoist Lu Ya attacked him, how could he possibly survive?

When the Taoist Ran Deng saw Yang Jian retreat in defeat, he knew that the plan had failed. So he sent a telepathic message to Guang Chengzi and the others, and everyone retreated back to Xiqi City.

Without a sure chance of victory, Guang Chengzi and the others were unwilling to fight to the death with Jinling Shengmu, Lingya Xian, and Wuyun Xian.

Back in the city, King Wu Ji Fa saw that the immortals were all sullen and naturally understood that the plan had failed, but he dared not ask any further questions.

A group of people arrived at the Prime Minister's residence once again.

The group visited Jiang Ziya again, only to find him lying on the couch, his face terribly pale, his body weak, and he didn't even have the strength to get up and speak.

"Oh no! Junior Brother Ziya is dead!"

The group had been discussing things in the room for a while without coming to any conclusion when Guang Chengzi suddenly glanced at Jiang Ziya. He was startled and felt something was very wrong. He hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and put his hand under Jiang Ziya's nose, and was instantly stunned.

Jiang Ziya couldn't sense even a trace of his breath!

"It's over! Ziya is really dead!"

Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren also stepped forward, hoping for the best, and reached out to try their luck. As a result, Jiang Ziya was dead beyond any doubt, and they were all stunned and in complete chaos.

"Calm down, don't panic!"

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Ran Deng, but looking at the chaotic scene, he remained stern and coldly shouted.

"Teacher Ran Deng, what should we do?"

Guang Chengzi was not actually worried about Jiang Ziya's death. As long as a sage intervened, Jiang Ziya could be brought back to life. Now, everyone was putting on a show, so he took this opportunity to hand over the reins to Randeng Daoren.

This teacher, Ran Deng, did not contribute, or rather, did not do his best, thinking he was unaware.

However, since Randeng was, after all, the vice leader of the Chan Sect and a powerful quasi-saint, he could not reprimand him.

This time, with Jiang Ziya dead, it was only natural for Randeng to become the leader, leaving you with no choice but to contribute!

Now that Jiang Ziya has died here, the person who conferred the titles of gods has been lost. Let's see how the Taoist Ran Deng handles this.

If Jiang Ziya cannot be saved, the master will certainly not forgive this Daoist Ran Deng.

"The only way for me now is to go to the 'Eight Views Palace' and ask the leader of the Human Sect for a 'Nine-Turn Golden Elixir' to save Ziya from his predicament."

The Taoist Ran Deng sighed and said helplessly.

He naturally understood Guang Chengzi's plan. Compared to Guang Chengzi and the other twelve Golden Immortals, he was not considered a direct descendant of Yuanshi Tianzun. When the two sides became entangled, Yuanshi Tianzun would undoubtedly take sides and side with Guang Chengzi and the others. The biggest mistake that led to Jiang Ziya's death would naturally be pinned on him.

Since that's the case, there's no point in waiting for them to punish us before taking action. Before Yuanshi Tianzun gets angry, we have no choice but to swallow our pride and go there ourselves.

"Guang Chengzi, we'll have to rely on you all to take good care of things here in Xiqi."

Seeing that Daoist Ran Deng was looking over, Guang Chengzi and the other Great Luo Golden Immortals nodded repeatedly.

Just as Randeng left Xiqi, preparing to go to Shouyang Mountain to pay homage to Laozi and obtain the "Nine-Turn Golden Elixir", Li Yunjing also arrived at the "Three Immortal Islands".

Since the beginning of the Investiture of the Gods, Li Yunjing had not visited this "Three Immortal Islands" for some years. Looking around, he saw wisps of smoke and auspicious clouds filling the gate, towering pines and cypresses, bridges spanning withered trees, birds carrying red stamens, and deer treading on fragrant bushes.

This beautiful scenery has a different flavor compared to his "Wuyishan".

(End of this chapter)