Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 283 Kong Xuan arrives at the North Sea, the Sage has three corpses!

But how could the Beihai region alone be a match for Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty?

In the Battle of Beihai, all of the Shang Dynasty's elite troops were mobilized to Beihai, which greatly hampered the Shang Dynasty's national strength.

It was precisely after the Battle of Beihai that the Shang Dynasty's national strength gradually declined, the world descended into chaos, and Emperor Xin's temperament changed drastically after he offered incense at the Nuwa Palace, becoming incompetent and tyrannical.

It's unbelievable that such a vast empire could fall apart in just over a decade!

If you say that no one was behind this, probably no one would believe you.

Inside the palace, Kong Xuan looked at Zhao Gongming thoughtfully and couldn't help but say something.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming, what has happened?"

Zhao Gongming didn't say much, but directly handed the letter from Emperor Xin to Kong Xuan. After a quick glance, Kong Xuan's eyes narrowed immediately, "A rebellion in the North Sea!"

A black bird was born, descended and gave birth to Shang. Kong Xuan separated one of his own primordial essences and descended to the mortal realm, where it gave birth to Qi from Di Jian's womb.

Qi was also an ancestor of Cheng Tang. Cheng Tang's uprising overthrew the rule of the Great Xia Dynasty. With the help of the fortune, Kong Xuan successfully attained the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint, becoming the number one expert of the Phoenix Clan.

In other words, the entire Shang Dynasty could even be considered a descendant of Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan was born at the beginning of the Great Calamity of the Lich King, after millions of years of tempering.

This gave him the ability to see through appearances to the truth.

The rebellion in Beihai may seem like just another ordinary rebellion, but Kong Xuan knew very well that Beihai was a bitterly cold place in the Shang Dynasty.

The seventy-three vassal states were densely distributed across a relatively small territory, scheming against each other and maintaining a facade of harmony while harboring deep-seated animosity.

Even if there were to be a rebellion, it would at most be a rebellion of a few individual lords, unlike this time when all seventy-two lords rebelled simultaneously.

There must be someone behind the scenes directing, plotting, and intending to destroy the Shang dynasty.

The thoughts of the person behind this are self-evident.

Kong Xuan said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Gongming, you should already know who is behind the rebellion in Beihai, right?"

Zhao Gongming pointed to the west and said with a faint smile, "Who else could it be but the Two Sages of the West?"

At this moment, a great calamity erupts, and the calamity energy rises, covering the sky and obscuring the heavenly secrets. Even if names are mentioned, no one will notice.

A cold glint appeared on Kong Xuan's face. "Damn it!"

The Cheng Tang dynasty was closely related to Kong Xuan, and the two Western saints launched a rebellion in the North Sea.

This would be tantamount to causing devastating damage to Kong Xuan's path of cultivation, something Kong Xuan absolutely could not tolerate.

Zhao Gongming said solemnly, "The rebellion in Beihai is nothing more than a minor ailment caused by Yuan Futong and his men alone. Once the elite troops of our Great Shang arrive in Beihai, the Westerners will surely take action. I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan to go to Beihai to help Great Shang."

"Would a sage intervene?" Kong Xuan frowned. Although he was proud, he was not so arrogant as to challenge a sage.

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Under normal circumstances, a sage might take action personally, but now that the Investiture of the Gods has begun, a sage would never take action personally, lest he be tainted by the killing aura of the mortal world and destroy his own cultivation. At most, he would send out his Three Corpses to take action, which is probably the limit."

"The Three Corpses of a Saint?"

Kong Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he began to feel eager to try. Since attaining the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint, he had become the undisputed number one powerhouse of the Phoenix Clan.

No, apart from the Phoenix Clan, even looking at the entire prehistoric world, his combat power is enough to be among the top three.

Kong Xuan wouldn't be so arrogant as to challenge a sage, but if it were merely the sage's three corpses, perhaps he could give it a try.

Seeing that Kong Xuan was interested, Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Western affairs are never about saving face. Just in case, I will have my deputy leader of the Jie Sect go with you."

"Senior Xuan Turtle?"

"Exactly."

"Alright, then I'll go to Beihai."

Kong Xuan felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. The Xuan Turtle was an existence even more ancient than the Three Pure Ones. With the Xuan Turtle present, Kong Xuan felt even more confident!

Zhao Gongming and Kong Xuan left the Nanming Immortal Volcano together.

Then Kong Xuan transformed into a five-colored stream of light and flew towards the North Sea.

As for Zhao Gongming, he rushed to the Jie Sect without stopping. Since the beginning of the Investiture of the Gods, he has hardly had any free time.

On the shores of the East Sea, at the Xuan Turtle Dojo, Zhao Gongming arrived and received a warm welcome from the Xuan Turtle. If Zhao Gongming hadn't gone to the Northern Sea and retrieved the World Tree back then, his four legs would probably have become four pillars supporting the sky by now.

Faced with the Xuan Turtle, Zhao Gongming didn't expend much merit to persuade him to go to the North Sea to help Kong Xuan.

Even if Zhao Gongming's guess was correct, and it was only the three corpses of a sage who made the move, it was still no small matter. Only with Kong Xuan and the Xuan Turtle together could they be absolutely certain of success.

After the Xuan Turtle left, Zhao Gongming took Lei Zhenzi to Jin'ao Island. Now that everything was ready, he could finally rest for a while.

The Shang Dynasty's million-strong elite force set off from Chaoge and slowly advanced towards the North Sea. Although their speed was not fast, their momentum was overwhelming, as if as long as Wen Zhong was there, the Shang Dynasty's elite force would be invincible.

In Beihai, Yuan Futong's expression returned to its usual calm. Now that he had rebelled against the Shang Dynasty, there was no turning back.

What we need to prepare now is to win a resounding victory in front of the North Sea Royal City.

Yuan Futong ordered his personal guards to summon the lords of the seventy-two routes of Beihai to a meeting.

After the meeting, all the lords of Beihai were mobilized.

They reorganized the troops, transported provisions, smelted weapons, and fortified the defenses.

A month later, Wen Zhong led an army of 500,000 to the gates of Beihai City, where he confronted the Beihai army.

Looking at the impregnable, fortified Beihai City, Wen Zhong's lips curled into a cold smile.

What a Yuan Futong! He made Beihai an impregnable fortress; it seems he had long harbored rebellious intentions.

Kong Xuan, also riding a fine horse to Wen Zhong's left, surveyed the Beihai Royal City before slowly saying, "Grand Tutor, you may act as you see fit. If the West dares to make a move, leave it to me."

To Wen Zhong's right, Xuan Gui chuckled and said, "Wen Zhong, I've heard that the troops you've trained are known as the most elite in the Shang Dynasty. Today, let us see them for ourselves."

"Wen Zhong understands."

In the Longde Hall, Wen Zhong, whose word was law, was as obedient as a child weighing over 200 pounds beside Kong Xuan and Xuan Gui.

"shelf!"

Wen Zhong patted the Mo Qilin's rump, and the Mo Qilin immediately galloped forward, quickly covering a hundred meters.

At this moment, a figure also emerged from the North Sea Royal City. He was strong and powerful; who else could it be but Yuan Futong?

Wen Zhong immediately cursed, "Yuan Futong, the King has treated you well, why did you betray my Great Shang? I, the Grand Tutor, will give you one last chance. Open the city gates and surrender, and you will still have a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, after today, the great Beihai City will be reduced to ashes."

Wen Zhong's voice was icy cold. The black Qilin swayed with his body, and with the blessing of human fortune, it actually exuded the aura of a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

On the walls of Beihai Royal City, Yuan Futong laughed loudly, "Wen Zhong, are you senile? You think you can make me surrender with just a few words? What a joke!"

Yuan Futong flipped his hand, and a long spear appeared, pointing directly at Wen Zhong.

Yuan Futong, who had integrated the seventy-two lords of Beihai, possessed an aura that was not much weaker than Wen Zhong's, thanks to the blessing of human fortune.

(End of this chapter)