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

Chapter 107 The Ruthlessness of the Chan Sect Shocks Lu Ya

"Qingxu, don't run! Leave your life behind!"

The Chan Sect was overjoyed, while the Jie Sect disciples were naturally filled with grief. Qin Wan roared, losing his composure due to the tragic death of his brother of many years, and began to pursue and kill Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, who was about to return to the Chan Sect.

"Hmm? They're courting death! Perfect timing, I'll unleash another killing spree for my Chan Sect and break their formation once more!"

As a murderous aura swept in from behind, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun immediately knew that Qin Wan was harboring resentment and had launched a sneak attack. Turning around to look at Qin Wan, a hint of joy appeared on Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's face.

Even though he had expended most of his magical power and was covered in injuries, a Grand Luo Golden Immortal is still a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Faced with a sneak attack from an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal, the "Moye Sword" in his hand flashed like lightning and slashed towards Qin Wan.

Before Qin Wan could react, he felt a chill on his neck, and then he was plunged into boundless darkness.

"Haha! Qin Wan, you've brought this upon yourself. No wonder I'm so ruthless!"

A hint of smugness flashed in Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's eyes. Holding Qin Wan and Dong Quan's heads, he swiftly disappeared behind Guang Chengzi and the others.

This time, in full view of everyone, he killed two of the Ten Heavenly Kings, thus forging a deadly enmity with the Jie Sect. Now that he is not at his peak, he naturally has to know when to stop.

Now, with the protection of Daoist Ran Deng and Guang Chengzi, we are finally safe.

"Ah! I'm furious! Who in your Chan Sect dares to break my Ice Formation!"

Yuan Jiao, one of the Ten Heavenly Lords, roared and stepped forward, pointing at the Chan Sect and continuing to challenge them.

At the same time, the faces of the Golden Spirit Mother and the other Great Luo Golden Immortals were also very ugly. Dong Quan was considered to have died in battle, but Qin Wan had just given away his head for nothing.

Outside the "Frost Array," the immortals of the Chan Sect suddenly felt the world grow cold. The entire battlefield was covered by layers of ice, formed by the cold air emanating from the "Frost Array."

The soldiers on both sides couldn't help but shiver; even ordinary people would find it hard to withstand such low temperatures.

Looking at the scene before them, Daoist Ran Deng, Guang Chengzi, and the others couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Originally, it would have been perfect for Qingxu Daode Zhenjun to break through this battle, but he killed two of the ten Heavenly Lords, making a great contribution, and was also injured, so naturally he could not continue to fight.

Everyone looked around and remained silent for a moment. Taiyi Zhenren wanted to fight, but after glancing at the miserable state of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, he realized that such a victory would not be of much significance.

He certainly didn't want to get injured in order to break a "freezing array".

"How about we ask Fellow Daoist Lu Ya to lend a hand this time?"

After a long while, seeing that the other Golden Immortals had all backed down, Daoist Ran Deng sneered inwardly, but set his sights on Daoist Lu Ya, who was watching the show from the sidelines.

"Oh? In that case, I will personally break the ice formation for the sake of all my fellow Daoists in the Chan Sect."

Lu Ya was slightly taken aback by what Daoist Ran Deng said, and then smiled wryly. This Chan Sect had also set its sights on him. However, he was a Golden Crow, the son of the sun, and a true top-tier divine beast of fire in human form. Ice and cold were child's play in his eyes.

Lu Ya naturally didn't take the mere "Frost Array" seriously.

However, Lu Ya Daojun's words made Guang Chengzi and the others feel somewhat ashamed, but after thinking about it, they realized that life was more important than face, so they pretended not to understand Lu Ya Daojun's deeper meaning.

"I, Lu Ya, have come to break this formation! Fellow Daoist Yuan Jiao, quickly withdraw your formation and clear the way, and I may spare your life. Otherwise, your hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation will be wiped out in a single day, and you will regret it then."

"Lu Ya, you are but a rogue cultivator, how dare you participate in the conflict between my sect and the Chan sect? Enter the formation immediately, I will kill you first, and then settle accounts with the Chan sect!"

Yuan Jiao pointed at Lu Ya, sneering repeatedly, then turned and entered the "Frost Array," waiting for Lu Ya to enter.

"You can't reason with a damned devil!"

Lu Ya Daojun chuckled and stepped directly into the formation. With a loud "boom," many experts from the two sects outside sensed a scorching aura spreading out.

The ice that emanated from the battlefield instantly melted into water and evaporated rapidly. As soon as this heat wave appeared, both armies retreated several miles. Even the immortals of the Jie Sect looked grim.

"This looks like the true fire of the sun!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit looked gloomy. As soon as she felt the heat wave, she knew that her junior brother Yuan Jiao probably wouldn't survive either.

Sure enough, as soon as the Golden Spirit Mother finished speaking, the "Ice Array" suddenly melted, sending up an endless heat wave. This heat wave appeared suddenly and then disappeared in a flash.

Only Lu Ya Daojun walked out of the formation with a calm expression, without a trace of fighting on his body. It was obvious that killing Yuan Jiao and breaking the "Frost Formation" was not difficult for him at all.

"Lu Ya, if you dare, try to break through my Golden Light Formation again!"

Seeing that three Heavenly Kings had died in succession, the Golden Light Holy Mother, one of the Ten Heavenly Kings, couldn't help but step forward.

"hehe!"

Lu Ya smiled faintly, ignoring the Golden Light Mother, and turned back to Xiqi. He had come to help and earn some merit for the change of dynasties. The Investiture of the Gods had little to do with him, so he naturally had no interest in standing in front of the enemy and becoming a henchman of the Chan Sect to take the calamity for them.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, your methods are truly impressive! You've worked hard, Fellow Daoist!"

The Taoist Ran Deng laughed heartily. As one of the three thousand guests of the Zixiao Palace, he naturally knew Lu Ya's background. This Golden Crow had truly become a force to be reckoned with, and was probably not far from becoming a Quasi-Saint.

No wonder this person wanted to get involved in the Investiture of the Gods; he was preparing to accumulate merit in preparation for his breakthrough to Quasi-Saint.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, you are too kind. I have indeed suffered a loss of energy this time and need to rest and recuperate."

Lu Ya Daojun was also a cunning person, so he naturally wouldn't be fooled by Ran Deng Daoren's few words. He didn't want to show up for the remaining Ten Absolute Formations.

"It's getting late. How about we call a halt for now and resume our battle tomorrow?"

Seeing that Lu Ya wasn't falling for the trap, Daoist Ran Deng had no choice but to step forward and speak to the Holy Mother Jin Ling.

"Hmph! Let's call it a day! We'll fight again tomorrow!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit looked grim. After thinking for a moment, she realized that the remaining "Ten Deadly Formations" might not be safe either. She could only agree with the Daoist Burning Lamp's suggestion to temporarily withdraw and prepare to work with the immortals of the Intercepting Sect to come up with a solution.

In the Prime Minister's residence of Xiqi, Jiang Ziya, the Twelve Golden Immortals, Daoist Ran Deng, Daoist Lu Ya, and others gathered together, all smiles. Although they had lost two third-generation disciples, they had killed three of the Ten Heavenly Lords, so they had made a great profit.

After sharing the joy of victory, Daoist Ran Deng finally spoke in a deep voice: "Although we have broken three formations today, you should all have a deep understanding of the difficulty involved. We don't know how much we will have to pay for the remaining seven formations. Does anyone have any ideas?"

As soon as Ran Deng spoke, the Prime Minister's residence fell silent. Guang Chengzi, Jiang Ziya, and the others frowned, none of them able to come up with a solution.

Although Guang Chengzi and the others are powerful, they are at risk of perishing without someone to take their place in the tribulation. However, it is not the right time to find a third-generation disciple to take their place.

Ever since Dong Quan shouted out their sinister intentions, even though they managed to keep the people under the Chan Sect in check, they kept sending people to perform rituals. Before all of them were dead, they would start to become disloyal and disloyal. Who knows how many dangers awaited them? At that time, who would they find to take their place?

"Teacher Ran Deng, if all else fails, shall we invite a few powerful rogue cultivators to come and help?"

After thinking it over, Taiyi Zhenren decided it would be better to target others; the Chan Sect wouldn't care if outsiders died.

Everyone else was speechless, especially Lu Ya, who smiled on the surface but cursed inwardly. The people of the Chan Sect were truly inhuman. He was sitting right there, and this Taiyi Zhenren didn't care at all, and went ahead and said that he wanted to find a rogue immortal to take his place in the tribulation.

"Then it's up to Fellow Daoist Taiyi."

Looking around at everyone, and seeing that no one from the Chan Sect spoke, Lu Ya chuckled and spoke.

"Ahem! I have a fellow Daoist named True Man Du'e, a wandering immortal from the Western Kunlun! He was also Li Jing's teacher. All three of Li Jing's sons died in battle, and he himself was tricked into going to Chaoge, where he was executed by the tyrannical King Zhou."

Taiyi Zhenren remained calm, seemingly oblivious to Lu Ya Daojun's sarcasm, and continued his unhurried introduction: "It is only natural for a master to seek revenge after his disciple's death. Moreover, my fellow Daoist Du'e Zhenren possesses great fortune, is protected by innate spiritual treasures, and has first-rate cultivation. With Du'e Zhenren taking action, he can naturally slay these villains of the Jie Sect!"

"Hmm! Not bad! Junior Brother Taiyi, that's excellent!"

Guang Chengzi nodded in deep agreement and immediately agreed to the plan to invite Master Du'e to come out of seclusion. Having another Grand Luo Golden Immortal would greatly enhance their strength, so they had to invite him.

Seeing that Taiyi Zhenren's plan was good, Grand Master Lingbao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I also have a fellow Daoist named Duanmu Zhenren, the master of the Eight Treasures Linked Cave. Let me personally go and invite him out."

"Fellow senior brothers and junior brothers, I also have a solution, but I don't know if I should mention it."

Seeing that his two senior brothers had come up with a solution, Sun hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"If you have a solution, tell me quickly! Why are you hesitating, Junior Brother?"

Master Yu Ding asked anxiously, "Now that we're in dire straits, the right thing to do is to find more people to come and die. It doesn't matter who comes."

"I know some Western Christian friends, why don't we invite them in too?"

After thinking for a moment and glancing furtively at the Taoist Ran Deng, Sun Liku slowly revealed his plan.

During this period, Sun Juli felt the danger of the Investiture of the Gods. He did not refuse the invitation from Daoist Ran Deng, but prepared to play both sides and see how things went before making a decision.

The matter of the Western Religion was also brought up at the behest of the Daoist Ran Deng. The Sage Zhunti had always wanted to get involved in the Investiture of the Gods and was preparing to send some masters from the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect over.

How can we help people without communication?

Having obtained a pretext, I entered Xiqi City. With the Western Sect's silver tongue, I'm sure I can persuade these Chan Sect members and some rogue immortals to join the West.

When the Taoist Ran Deng heard what Ju Lisun said, he nodded slightly, but in his heart he sneered repeatedly. Yuanshi, you old man, watch how I hollow out your Chan Sect, make you biased, and make you sideline me, the deputy leader!

During this period, the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect clashed. Daoist Ran Deng also used his position as the leader to protect his own people, while letting the loyal Chan Sect Golden Immortals fight to the death with the Jie Sect. This was all part of his plan.

"Sigh! Junior brother! Why didn't you say so earlier that you knew people? Now, let alone the Western Sect, what does it matter if they're from the Witch Clan or the Demon Clan? As long as they can help us fight against the Jie Sect, they're all like-minded fellow Daoists!"

Sure enough, when it was time for people to die, Guang Chengzi and the others didn't care about their sect or background anymore. As long as they could die in their place, even the Asura clan in the sea of ​​blood would be acceptable!

We're all good friends!

"Alright! Since you all agree to detain Sun's plan, let's do it that way!"

With everyone else agreeing, Daoist Ran Deng went along with it and agreed as well. Sure enough, no one objected to the plan, and it would be even better if the Western Sect came!

Lu Ya Daojun was sweating profusely. These Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were too ruthless!

In the blink of an eye, they dragged the Western Sect into the mess, and with all those rogue immortals and experts involved, everyone's life was in the hands of the Chan Sect. Lu Ya Daojun even regretted leaving the mountain.

Back then, we all served under the Yellow Emperor and fought against the Wu tribe's Chi You. How come we didn't see how ruthless Guang Chengzi and his group were back then?

Thinking of this, Daoist Lu Ya secretly kept a watchful eye on things. Although he possessed amazing supernatural powers and was protected by innate spiritual treasures, he was still afraid of these cunning old devils from the Chan Sect.

"Hmph! The Chan Sect has indeed gone to invite people again. What's wrong with Shen Gongbao? He can't even invite a Grand Luo Golden Immortal?"

Ten thousand miles away, Li Yunjing sat in a secluded valley, coldly watching the three streaks of light in Xiqi City disappear into the horizon, secretly blaming Shen Gongbao for being unhelpful.

At this moment, in the Yin Shang camp, a group of experts from the Jie Sect also gathered together to discuss their strategy for tomorrow.

"Did the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect go to request reinforcements again? Senior Sister, should we also ask some people to come out?"

Feeling the three streaks of light disappearing into the horizon, Wu Yunxian felt a chill in his heart. They had recently fought against the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect twice. Guang Chengzi and the others were top-notch experts in one-on-one combat, and the Seven Immortals were indeed at a disadvantage.

Apart from the weakest, Huanglong Zhenren, who was killed by Lingya Xian, the others are really not easy to deal with. At this moment, only Jinling Shengmu, with her great supernatural powers, is able to take on Guang Chengzi one-on-one and still has the upper hand. The others are really not good enough.

"Then let's ask for help! I'll personally go to Mount Emei and invite Junior Brother Zhao Gongming to come out of seclusion! Tomorrow's battle, you can just deal with a few moves; I reckon the Chan Sect is waiting for reinforcements and certainly won't dare to fight us to the death!"

Since the last time the rebellion was quelled in the North Sea, the Golden Spirit Mother witnessed the invincibility of Zhao Gongming's "Sea-Stabilizing Divine Pearl". When she encountered trouble, she naturally thought of this junior brother first.

"Good! Last time, we also heard that Junior Brother Zhao Gongming single-handedly defeated a group of Western Sect experts in the North Sea, who fled in terror. If it weren't for the intervention of a Quasi-Saint, Junior Brother could have swept away the Western Sect by himself!"

Lingya Xian slammed his hand on the table in agreement, saying, "Zhao Gongming's prestige has spread throughout the entire Jie Sect. Who doesn't know him?"

"There's no time to lose! I'll be right back! Wu Yunxian, I'm leaving this place to you. Be sure to handle things carefully!"

The people of the Chan Sect had already set off to request reinforcements, and the Holy Mother Jinling did not hesitate. She quickly transformed into a stream of light and flew towards Mount Emei.

(End of this chapter)