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

Kong Xuan's words struck Duobao like a thunderbolt, causing him to tremble violently.

Charge up Kunlun Mountain?

Will the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect be placed on the Investiture of the Gods?

Duobao's pupils contracted sharply, almost thinking he had misheard.

"Vice...Vice Leader..."

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

"Is this move...too risky?"

"Mount Kunlun is the Daoist temple of Jade Void Palace. Although Master Yuanshi is confined here by the Dao Ancestor, Jade Void Palace still has a protective array..."

Duobao dared not continue.

Looking into Kong Xuan's calm and unwavering eyes, he felt a chill rise from his spine and instantly spread throughout his body.

Kong Xuan turned around, his black robe fluttering slightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

His gaze was calm, and his tone indifferent:

"I'll back you up."

"All you need to do is send the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect to the Investiture of the Gods."

"As for the Primordial Beginning..."

Kong Xuan's lips curled slightly, revealing a cold, sharp arc:

"He was confined to Kunlun Mountain by the Taoist patriarch and meditated in seclusion for ten thousand years."

"The word 'confinement' doesn't just mean being forbidden from going down the mountain."

"If he dares to attack anyone below the level of a sage, he will be defying the decree of the Dao Ancestor."

"At that time, I won't need to lift a finger; the Dao Ancestor will strip him of his sainthood."

Duobao trembled all over.

He finally understood Kong Xuan's plan.

Using the power of the Daoist ancestor's decree, they forced Yuanshi to remain a bystander!

As long as Yuanshi doesn't intervene, although the Jade Void Palace's protective array is strong, he himself is at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, and with Kong Xuan backing him up, breaking the array is not impossible.

As for Lao Tzu...

Duobao's mind raced with thoughts.

Laozi was in charge of the affairs of the Chan Sect, but he was ultimately the leader of the Human Sect and not of one mind with the Chan Sect.

If he had only targeted the Twelve Golden Immortals and had not attacked the foundation of the Jade Void Palace's lineage, Laozi might not have actually risked his life.

Can......

"Vice Leader."

Duobao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart:

"Even though Master Yuanshi cannot take action, the twelve Golden Immortals, though weakened by the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation, still possess the cultivation levels of Golden Immortals and True Immortals."

"Moreover, the Jade Void Palace still has second-generation disciples such as the Antarctic Immortal and Yun Zhongzi, not to mention countless third and fourth-generation disciples..."

"I fear that it will be difficult for one disciple to accomplish this task."

Kong Xuan smiled upon hearing this.

The laughter carried a hint of amusement and a touch of sarcasm.

"Duobao".

He spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ice:

"You don't want disciples of the Chan Sect to be on the list, so... you want disciples of the Jie Sect to be on the list?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the quiet room plummeted.

Duobao felt an invisible pressure enveloping him, almost crushing him.

That was the oppressive aura of a Primordial Golden Immortal!

Although it wasn't intentionally released, it already made him, a quasi-saint at the peak, feel suffocated.

"This disciple dares not!"

Duobao immediately bowed, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He sensed the chill in Kong Xuan's words.

The Investiture of the Gods was originally intended to fill the positions of gods in the Heavenly Court.

The list must be filled.

If the disciples of the Chan Sect are not on the list, then the disciples of the Jie Sect will have to fill the gap!

The more disciples of the Jie Sect who are on the list of those who have come to pay homage to the immortals, the more their fortune is lost.

At that time, let alone a great resurgence, it will be difficult to even maintain the existing traditions!

"Disciple...understands."

Duobao gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Since someone is destined to be on the list, why can't it be the Chan Sect?

In the midst of great calamities, it is inherently a life-or-death struggle, where each relies on their own methods.

As the senior disciple of the Jie Sect, what's wrong with me seeking a way out for the sect?

"only......"

Duobao looked up at Kong Xuan:

"This disciple needs to make some preparations."

"Jade Void Palace is no ordinary place; without absolute certainty, success may be difficult to achieve."

Kong Xuan nodded slightly.

"Three days."

He held out three fingers:

"I'll give you three days to prepare."

"Three days later, I will open a void passage to Kunlun for you at Jinji Ridge."

"As for how to do it..."

Kong Xuan's eyes were deep and profound:

"You decide for yourself."

"Remember, all I want is results."

"The Twelve Golden Immortals must be on the list."

Duobao nodded emphatically:

"Disciple obeys!"

He said no more, bowed, and left the quiet room.

His steps were somewhat unsteady, yet they carried a resolute determination, as if he had nothing to lose.

......

Three days later.

Jinji Ridge, the mountain behind the General's Mansion.

The void rippled like the surface of water, spreading out in layers of waves.

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

His black robe fluttered in the wind, his black hair was loose, and chaotic energy swirled in his eyes. The phantom of the Five Elements Great Dao River appeared and disappeared behind him.

Daoist Duobao stood behind him, dressed in a golden Daoist robe, holding the Duobao Pagoda, his face serene.

But his slightly trembling fingertips betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

"Ready?"

Kong Xuan did not turn around, his voice was calm.

Duobao took a deep breath:

"Ready."

"This disciple has gathered four of the Seven Immortals who serve him: Wuyun Immortal, Qiushou Immortal, Jinguang Immortal, and Lingya Immortal, plus Junior Brother Gongming and Junior Sister Sanxiao, making a total of eight people."

"They are all at the peak of Quasi-Saint or Great Luo realm, enough to deal with the second-generation disciples of Jade Void Palace."

Kong Xuan nodded.

This lineup is definitely enough.

Although Wu Yunxian and the others were only serving the Seven Immortals, their cultivation levels were all at the early stage of Quasi-Saint. When they joined forces, they could even fight against a peak Quasi-Saint.

Needless to say, Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of the Clouds were still strong despite the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation being broken. Zhao Gongming, in particular, still possessed the power of his twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls.

"If that's the case..."

Kong Xuan raised his hand and gently made a gesture towards the void.

"Sizzle!"

A pitch-black crack appeared in the void, quickly spreading and transforming into a portal three zhang high.

Beyond the gate, one can vaguely see towering immortal mountains, continuous palaces, and auspicious clouds.

It is Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace!

"Go."

Kong Xuan withdrew his hand, his voice indifferent:

"I'll be here to support you."

"If Yuanshi makes a move, I will stop him."

Duobao gripped the Duobao Pagoda tightly and bowed deeply to Kong Xuan:

"Thank you, Vice Leader!"

Having said that, he stepped into the void portal without further hesitation.

Behind him, Wuyun Xian, Qiushou Xian, Jinguang Xian, Lingya Xian, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, and others followed closely into the room.

Eight figures vanished into the portal in an instant.

The portal in the void slowly closed.

Kong Xuan remained standing atop the mountain, his gaze fixed on the direction of Kunlun, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"The Primordial Beginning..."

"What would you do?"

......

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

A misty haze swirled around the scene, and the rosy clouds shone brightly.

Since the Battle of Chuanyun Pass, Yuxu Palace has been shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.

The cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals was completely destroyed. Although Guang Chengzi and the others were rescued, their Dao foundations were damaged and their cultivation plummeted. Now they can only retreat into seclusion in their respective caves, trying to recover a trace of their cultivation.

The Taoist Ran Deng was still recovering from his serious injuries and lay on the cloud bed, his face ashen.

The second-generation disciples, including the Antarctic Immortal and Yun Zhongzi, were busy taking care of the injured and maintaining the operation of the Jade Void Palace. They were all overwhelmed with work.

Inside the main hall.

Lao Tzu sat upright on the cloud platform, the Tai Chi diagram above his head slowly rotating, his gaze calm, yet revealing a hint of weariness.

Managing the affairs of the Chan sect was no easy task.

Especially now that the Chan Sect is severely weakened, the Twelve Golden Immortals are almost all gone, and there is a lack of successors among the third-generation disciples, while the Western Sect's attitude is ambiguous because Zhunti is under house arrest.

How should the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods continue?

Lao Tzu sighed softly and was about to close his eyes to deduce the truth.

suddenly!

He frowned and suddenly looked up!