Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

I don't know how much time has passed.

Kong Xuan gradually sensed that the fluctuation disappear.

The surrounding illusion completely vanished.

The wind blew up from the foot of the mountain, carrying the scent of earth and vegetation.

In the distance, the flags of the Xiqi camp fluttered in the wind.

The sky is azure, dotted with fluffy white clouds.

It's not purple.

It is not transparent.

It is the real sky.

Kong Xuan lowered his head and looked at his hands.

It was real and warm.

It is neither light nor the Tao.

It is a body of flesh and blood.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

Peak Quasi-Saint.

Phoenix bloodline.

Five-colored divine light.

Everything has returned to square one.

No, it's not the origin.

It is the starting point.

The moment he transmigrated to the prehistoric world.

The battle between Xiqi and the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect has not yet reached this point.

The great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods has not yet truly begun.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the vegetation and rocks of Jinji Ridge.

My heart was churning like a surging tide.

Illusion.

From the moment he transmigrated, he was trapped in an illusion.

The terror of the Great Calamity far exceeded his imagination.

Silently, it drew him in.

In the illusion, he traversed the primordial wilderness and the chaos.

We have traversed the primordial chaos and the boundless void.

We passed through the Ruins of Return, and we passed through the Primordial Beginning.

We have traversed the vacuum, we have traversed nothingness.

Every step was terrifyingly real.

Every battle was heart-wrenching.

Every face is vividly remembered.

Yuanfeng's soup, Xiaobai's smile.

Hongmeng's tea, the secrets of heaven.

Those countless burnings, those countless life-and-death experiences.

all fake?

Kong Xuan clenched his fist.

No, not all of it is fake.

Those insights were genuine.

Those feelings were real.

Those paths were ones he walked himself.

The illusion only gave him a physical body.

He walked the path himself.

Kong Xuan looked up at the sky.

"The Great Tribulation".

"You want to trap me in an illusion."

"Let me sink into this illusion, and forget who I am."

"But you failed."

"I've made it out."

The sky did not respond.

The wind still blows, and the clouds still drift.

Kong Xuan withdrew his gaze and sat cross-legged on the mountaintop.

Close your eyes and let your mind sink into your body.

His cultivation at the peak of Quasi-Saint level circulated through his meridians.

Compared to the power within the illusion, it is as weak as an ant.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Because he knew the way.

I remember every step I took in the illusion.

Chaos, primordial chaos, limitless void, return to nothingness.

In the beginning, there was emptiness, nothingness.

Those realms, those insights, those paths.

They were all in his heart.

It only takes time to get back there.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"It's not too late."

"Xiqi has not arrived yet."

"The Chan Sect hasn't arrived yet."

"Mother is still alive."

"Little White hasn't been born yet."

"I have time."

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

The wind from Jinji Ridge blew his black robe.

Her black hair danced in the wind.

Kong Xuan gazed into the distance.

The direction of the Xiqi camp.

There, you'll find Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian, and Nezha.

There are twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

He has a tribulation to face.

But he wasn't afraid.

Because in the illusion, he faced even stronger enemies.

The Reversal Path, the Void Beast, the Lord of Nothingness.

None of them killed him.

Let alone a mere tribulation?

Kong Xuan withdrew his gaze and sat cross-legged on the mountaintop.

Close your eyes and begin your practice.

It doesn't start from the Quasi-Saint level.

It started from chaos.

In the illusion, he attained enlightenment from chaos.

To forge your own path out of chaos.

Now, he wants to go through it all again.

But this time, it's not about reaching the end.

It's for the sake of living.

To live and protect my mother.

We'll live and wait for Xiaobai to be born.

Live to drink that bowl of soup.

My mind sank into my body.

The bloodline of the Phoenix Clan is flowing, and the five-colored divine light is circulating.

His cultivation at the peak of Quasi-Saint level was as stable as a mountain.

But Kong Xuan knew that this was not enough.

Far from enough.

During the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, even sages will participate.

Quasi-saints are nothing but ants.

He wants to become stronger.

So strong that no one can rival them.

So strong that you can protect the people you want to protect.

The Way of Chaos flows within my heart.

The path I walked in the illusion appeared scene by scene.

The abyss of chaos, the lingering resentment of a demon god.

Seed of the Dao, Source of the Dao, Heart of Primordial Chaos.

The Limitless Pearl, the Returning Void Pearl, the Primordial Pearl.

Vacuum bead, void bead.

Every step was fought in blood and fire.

Every step is a matter of life and death.

Now, he wants to start anew.

But this time, he knew where the road led.

No need to explore or make mistakes.

All you need to do is take it one step at a time and keep moving upwards.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

The power of chaos condensed within his body.

It is weak, but very pure.

Like a spark, like starlight.

He lit it.

Ignite the seed of the Dao in chaos.

The wind at Jinji Ridge blew for three days and three nights.

Kong Xuan remained completely still.

Fourth day.

He opened his eyes.

There is light in their eyes.

Chaotic light.

He has made a small breakthrough in his cultivation, which was at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level.

Half-step Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

Kong Xuan stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking into the distance.

A large army was moving in the direction of the Xiqi camp.

Dust flew everywhere, and flags fluttered like a forest.

Jiang Ziya has arrived.

Kong Xuan's expression remained unchanged.

"Come on, come on."

"I'll be waiting for you here."

He turned and walked down the mountain peak.

Back at the camp on Jinji Ridge.

The Shang army camp was filled with fluttering banners.

When the soldiers saw him return, they all bowed in salute.

"General."

Kong Xuan nodded and walked into the central command tent.

Sit in the main seat and close your eyes to rest.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of the Xiqi army.

Waiting for the arrival of the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect.

The true beginning of the Equal Age Kalpa has arrived.

This time, however, he will not be passively responding.

He needs to take the initiative.

In the illusion, he learned to be decisive in killing.

When the time is right, act decisively.

When it's time to kill, show no mercy.

This was the lesson the illusion taught him.

That was also his greatest achievement.

Three days later.

A scout reported: "General, the Xiqi army has arrived at the foot of Jinji Ridge."

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

"understood."

He got up and walked out of the tent.

At the foot of Jinji Ridge, the Xiqi camp stretches for dozens of miles.

Jiang Ziya's banner fluttered in the wind.

Kong Xuan stood atop the mountain, his hands behind his back.

His black robes fluttered in the wind, and his black hair danced in the air.

He looked down at the camp below, his expression calm.

"Jiang Ziya".

"You are acting on the mandate of Heaven to overthrow King Zhou."

"I will safeguard the destiny of the Shang Dynasty."

"Each serves their own master, regardless of life or death."

He raised his hand, and five-colored divine light flowed in his palm.

Red, blue, yellow, white, black.

Five rays of light, as fine as silk threads.

It was much weaker than the divine light of the Great Dao in the illusion.

That's enough to deal with the person in front of me.

Kong Xuan withdrew his gaze and turned back to his camp.

"Pass down the order to prepare for battle."

"yes!"

The soldiers of Shangjun all responded in unison.

At the foot of Jinji Ridge, war drums resounded.

The Xiqi army began its attack on the mountain.

Kong Xuan sat in the central command tent, closing his eyes to rest.

The sounds of battle cries, war drums, and clashing weapons came from the outside world.

turn a deaf ear.

He is waiting.

Wait for the right person to come.

Let's wait for the battles that need to be fought.

Let's continue on the path we're meant to take.

In the illusion, he walked through endless years.

From the beginning of time to chaos, from chaos to primordial chaos.

From the primordial chaos to the boundless void, from the boundless void to the utter desolation.

From the void to the beginning, from the beginning to the void.

From vacuum to nothingness.

Every step I took was one I took myself.

Every battle was fought by myself.

Now we're back to square one.

He remained calm.

He knew the way.

This day.

The Xiqi army attacked halfway up the mountain.

The Shang army could not withstand the onslaught and suffered repeated defeats.

A scout rushed in with a panicked report: "General, the Western Zhou army is overwhelming, and our troops are about to be overwhelmed!"

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

"understood."

He got up and walked out of the tent.

Smoke and fire filled the air on Jinji Ridge.

The Xiqi army surged in like a tidal wave.

The Shang army fought desperately, but they were outnumbered.

Kong Xuan stood atop the mountain, his hands behind his back.

He looked calmly at the army below.

Raise your hand.

Five-colored divine light swept down.

Red, blue, yellow, white, black.

Five beams of light, like five giant dragons.

Plunging down from the mountaintop.

Wherever they went, the soldiers of Xiqi fell to the ground.

It's not death, it's being eliminated.

It was scrolled to a point thousands of miles away.

Kong Xuan did not want to kill anyone.

I don't want to right now, at least not yet.

These people were simply following orders.

Not a real enemy.

The real enemy is yet to come.

The five-colored divine light was invincible.

The Xiqi army was defeated and retreated down the mountain.

Kong Xuan stopped and turned back to his tent.

"Pass down the order to fortify the camp."

"yes!"

The morale of the Shang army soldiers was greatly boosted.

With a single move, the general repelled the Xiqi army.

With the general here, Jinji Ridge will not be lost.

Kong Xuan sat in the tent with his eyes closed.

He continued his spiritual practice.

The Way of Chaos flows within my heart.

His cultivation level is slowly improving.

From a half-step Grand Luo Immortal to a Grand Luo Immortal.

Not urgent.

Take it easy.

This sitting lasted for three days.

Three days later.

A scout reported: "General, reinforcements have arrived from Xiqi."

"He is a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect."

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

"How many have come?"

"Of the Twelve Golden Immortals, six have arrived."

Kong Xuan nodded and stood up.

Step out of the main tent and stand atop the mountain.

At the foot of Golden Rooster Ridge, six figures stood in the void.

He possessed an air of otherworldly grace and an aura as deep as the abyss.

The Primordial Golden Immortal.

He is two realms above him.

If they were in an illusion, he could take them down with a single palm strike.

But right now, he's only at the peak of Quasi-Saint level.

They're two major levels apart.

But he wasn't afraid.

Because in the illusion, he faced even stronger enemies.

The Reversal Path, the Void Beast, the Lord of Nothingness.

Those people were countless times stronger than the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

He didn't die.

What about these six people?

Kong Xuan raised his hand, and five-colored divine light flowed in his palm.

Red, blue, yellow, white, black.

The five rays of light were even brighter than before.

Because his state of mind has changed.

Decisive and ruthless, without hesitation.

The six Golden Immortals in the void looked down at him.

One of them spoke up: "Kong Xuan, you're defying the heavens, why don't you surrender?"

Kong Xuan looked up at him.

"Defying Heaven? What is Heaven?"

"Are the names on the Investiture of the Gods the very embodiment of Heaven?"

"Is Jiang Ziya's command flag the very embodiment of Heaven?"

"Does your Chan sect consider itself Heaven?"

The man's face darkened: "Insolence!"

He struck out with his palm, the wind from which thunder roared.

The power of a Primordial Golden Immortal is as imposing as a mountain.

Kong Xuan did not retreat.

He raised his hand, and five-colored divine light greeted him.

The crimson light collided with the palm strike.

boom!

Kong Xuan staggered back three steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Jin Xian remained motionless, though her expression changed slightly.

"Peak Quasi-Saint level, you can withstand one of my palm strikes and survive?"

"You've got some skills."

Kong Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face expressionless.

"Again."

He struck out with his palm.

Five-colored divine light emerged simultaneously, and the five rays of light intertwined to form a net.

It enveloped that golden immortal.

Jin Xian's expression changed, and he raised his hand to block.

The light net enveloped him and swept him into the distance.

He disappeared.

I was swiped to a place thousands of miles away.

The other five Golden Immortals' expressions changed drastically.

"Kong Xuan, you!"

Kong Xuan did not answer.

The five-colored divine light swept down again.

This time, they targeted five people.

The five of them attacked together to block the divine light.

Five lights collided with five people.

boom!

The earth trembled, and the rocks of Jinji Ridge crumbled.

Kong Xuan was sent flying backwards and crashed onto the mountaintop.

He coughed up blood and had two broken ribs.

The five Golden Immortals also staggered back several steps, their faces turning pale.

They looked at Kong Xuan with complicated expressions.

"Peak Quasi-Saint, fighting five opponents single-handedly."

"This child must not be allowed to live."

All five attacked at the same time.

Five attacks were launched at Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan got up, and the Five-Colored Divine Light flashed out again.

This time, he did not seek to harm the enemy.

They only sought to protect themselves.

Five lights protected his entire body, like a shield and armor.

Five attacks slammed into the light shield.

boom!!!

The mountaintop exploded, sending debris flying everywhere.

Kong Xuan was sent flying backwards and crashed off the cliff.

But he didn't die.

The five-colored divine light protected him.

Kong Xuan crawled out from the rubble, covered in blood.

His left arm was hanging down, and his right leg was also injured.

But he stood there.

He looked up at the five golden immortals in the void.

His gaze was calm.

"Again."

The five Golden Immortals exchanged glances, and each saw killing intent in the other's eyes.

This child cannot be kept.

They raised their hands again.

suddenly.

A voice rang out.

"stop."

The five golden immortals stopped and turned to look.

A figure flew in from afar.

White robe, white hair, and a thin face.

Holding a whisk, he exudes an air of otherworldly grace.

Yuanshi Tianzun.

saint.

Kong Xuan stared at the figure, his expression unchanged.

In the illusion, he saw even stronger beings.

Lord of Nothingness, Source of the Tao.

What is a saint?

Yuanshi Tianzun landed on the mountaintop and looked at Kong Xuan.

His gaze was deep, as if he could see through everything.

"You're Kong Xuan?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Yes."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable asked, "Do you know your crime?"

Kong Xuan countered, "What crime?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "Acting against Heaven's will and obstructing the Mandate of Heaven."

Kong Xuandao asked, "What is the Mandate of Heaven? Is it the Investiture of the Gods? Is it Jiang Ziya's command flag?"

"Is this the will of your Chan Sect?"

The Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning's expression darkened.

"presumptuous."

Kong Xuan looked at him.

"If you say it's outrageous, then it's outrageous."

"But I won't back down."

"I'm determined to defend Jinji Ridge."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable remained silent.

After a long silence, he spoke: "Then I shall die."

He raised his hand and struck out with his palm.

The power of a sage is like the collapse of the sky and the sinking of the earth.

Kong Xuan did not dodge.

There's no escaping it.

The gap is too big.

But he didn't close his eyes.

His gaze remained calm as he stared at the palm strike.

The palm strike landed squarely on his chest.

Kong Xuan was sent flying backwards and crashed down the mountain.

His bones cracked and popped, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

He lay among the rubble, unable to move.

But he is still alive.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable used only one percent of his power in that palm strike.

I didn't want to kill him.

The intention was to discourage him from taking the challenge.

Kong Xuan supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up.

His whole body was trembling, and blood was flowing freely.

But he stood there.

Looking up at the Primordial Celestial Venerable on the mountaintop.

"I will not back down."

"I will never retreat, even if it means death."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him with a complex expression.

Why are you so persistent?

Kong Xuan said, "Because someone is waiting for me."

"Because someone needs my protection."

"Because this is my home."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable remained silent.

He scoffed at Kong Xuan's words.

This is a great calamity; countless beings will perish in this calamity.

This Yuanfeng son actually mentioned family to me.

It's utterly ridiculous...

I don't know how this person cultivated to the peak of Quasi-Saint.

As for why he didn't directly attack Kong Xuan, it's because if he did, the Tongtian Sect Leader would definitely make a move as well.

At that time, his own disciples in the Chan Sect will also be in danger.

He would wait for Laozi, Zhunti, and Jieyin to arrive before he could make a move.

Even if Tongtian sets up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, the four saints will be able to break through it.

Otherwise, once the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was in place, he would have been trapped inside.