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

Chapter 284 The Five-Colored Divine Light Displays Its Divine Power, Shocking Zhunti!

Wen Zhong's face turned cold, and he sneered, "Yuan Futong, I don't know if you're really stupid or just pretending. The current king is a man of great talent and ambition, carrying on the legacy and opening up new prospects. The strength of the Shang Dynasty is growing stronger every day."

"Most importantly, the king has a compassionate heart and has treated you princes quite well. If you obey the king, you will enjoy endless wealth and honor. But since you have chosen to rebel, you will only face death."

Yuan Futong sneered, "Old man Wen Zhong, anyone can talk big. Do you dare to fight me for three hundred rounds?"

At this moment, Wen Zhong's aura, blessed by the supreme human fortune, reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

The aura of Yuan Futong, the King of the North Sea, is probably around the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Wen Zhong is powerful and experienced in countless battles. In addition, he has the help of the divine eye between his eyebrows, so he certainly does not think he is Wen Zhong's opponent.

What he needed to do was to have the Sage Zhunti secretly strike and kill Wen Zhong during the moment he was fighting Wen Zhong.

If he kills Wen Zhong, he can easily take over the 500,000-strong army in front of him. At that time, he will truly deserve the title of King of Beihai.

Yuan Futong even thought that as the power in Beihai gradually grew stronger, he, Yuan Futong, might one day be able to fight for the throne of the Human Emperor.

Wen Zhong smiled when he heard that Yuan Futong wanted to challenge him.

Holding twin whips made of male and female dragons, his entire body surged with magical power, and he suddenly flew up to the heavens.

Seeing this, Yuan Futong also left the city wall and flew into the sky.

In the Shang camp, Kong Xuan and Xuan Gui exchanged a glance, each diverting a sliver of their attention to Wen Zhong.

In Beihai City, the Taoist priest whom Zhunti had transformed from his own corpse frowned slightly.

Zhunti's self-corpse is incredibly powerful, even surpassing both the good and evil corpses; it is extremely formidable!

But at this moment, Zhunti suddenly sensed that something was wrong!

A sense of foreboding lingered in his mind.

"The calamity's aura is so overwhelming that even sages cannot deduce the secrets of heaven, and no one can detect my whereabouts. This plan is flawless, but why do I feel uneasy? Could it be that other sages have intervened? That shouldn't be the case. The rebellion in the North Sea is merely a minor incident in the Shang Dynasty. How could it attract the attention of sages? I hope it's all just my imagination."

Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief and began to watch the battle silently.

Nine days ago, above the thick clouds, Wen Zhong and Yuan Futong faced each other.

The overwhelming Dao energy emanating from the two individuals swept across the four seas and eight wastelands, continuously spreading in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the void trembled, as if it would collapse at any moment!

Wen Zhong's voice was cold and stern, "Yuan Futong, prepare to die!"

Wen Zhong clasped the male and female dragon-shaped golden whips together and then struck Yuan Futong with a powerful, overwhelming force.

A phantom dragon appeared on the golden whip, roaring as it charged toward Yuan Futong.

Yuan Futong's pupils contracted, not expecting Wen Zhong to attack so fiercely and swiftly. He quickly raised his spear to block.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, it sounded as if a thunderclap had exploded.

Yuan Futong's face turned pale, and he was suddenly sent flying more than a thousand meters away. His hands, which were holding the spear, trembled from the impact.

Wen Zhong laughed loudly, "Yuan Futong, is this all you've got? You dare to rebel against my Great Shang? What a joke!"

Wen Zhong, wielding his golden whip, launched another charge!

Yuan Futong's face turned ugly, and a nameless anger rose in his heart. He thrust his spear straight at Wen Zhong's face like a swimming dragon.

In an instant, the two began a ping-pong battle in mid-air!

In reality, neither of them possessed true cultivation levels, far below those of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

But at this moment, the Daoist energy roared in mid-air, as if two powerful Great Luo Golden Immortals were fighting.

Wen Zhong, worthy of being the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty and a trusted minister entrusted with the care of the young emperor, suppressed Yuan Futong to the disadvantage in just one hundred rounds.

Given this situation, killing Yuan Futong within three hundred rounds is absolutely no problem.

Yuan Futong's face was deathly pale, clearly under immense pressure, only able to parry but unable to retaliate.

"Teacher, hurry and help!"

Yuan Futong cried out in his heart, if he didn't act soon, he really wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

Just then, a wave rose in mid-air, and a golden bead struck Wen Zhong head-on.

"What?"

Wen Zhong was startled and quickly tried to dodge, but the bead seemed to be locked onto him, and no matter how he dodged, it was to no avail.

It shimmered with extremely terrifying Dao essence, making Wen Zhong's scalp tingle.

This thing, if it touches me, I won't even catch my breath.

"Mr. Kong Xuan, Senior Xuan Gui, please make a move!"

As Wen Zhong cried out in his heart, suddenly, the space in front of him shattered, and a light blue shield blocked his way.

"Bang!"

The golden bead struck the shield, producing a crisp metallic clang.

Then the golden bead exploded violently, while the light blue shield remained completely unharmed.

Then, two young men appeared beside Wen Zhong.

A man dressed in a five-colored robe, with a cold and aloof appearance, exuded an aura that kept others at bay.

The other was a middle-aged, burly man wearing a light blue robe.

Indeed, after becoming the vice leader of the Jie Sect, Xuan Turtle changed his outward appearance, becoming more dignified and mature.

On the other side, beside Yuan Futong, an old Taoist priest had appeared at some point, staring at them with a gloomy expression.

"I am Xuan Gui, the Vice Leader of the Jie Sect. This is Kong Xuan of the Phoenix Clan. May I ask, Sage Zhunti, why did you secretly plot to harm my Grand Tutor of the Great Shang Dynasty?"

The black tortoise directly exposed the old Taoist's true colors.

The old Taoist's expression changed slightly. "I am just an old Taoist from the mountains, and I have no connection with the famous Sage Zhunti. As for helping Yuan Futong, it is only because he is my disciple."

Even when exposed, Zhunti still refused to admit it.

The Black Tortoise laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, have you seen the true face of the Western sages?"

"I've seen it for myself; Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui was absolutely right."

"Hmph, those two petty Taoists, disrespecting the sage, deserve to be executed!"

Zhunti's face darkened instantly. He raised his hand and summoned a whisk, which he then swept fiercely towards the Xuan Turtle.

With their combined power at the sub-saint level, they unleashed their full force, aiming to capture the Xuan Turtle in one fell swoop!

The black tortoise's face grew more solemn, while the blood within its body seemed to be subtly boiling.

This is the self-corpse of a sage, a near-sage's cultivation; perhaps it can help him break through the shackles and go even further!

"Mysterious Water Tortoise Shell!"

The Xuan Turtle once again summoned its Xuan Water Turtle Shell. A light whisk struck the shell, producing a deafening sound and leaving a white mark on it.

The whisk was thrown back into Zhunti's hand by the enormous recoil force from the Xuan Shui tortoise shell.

"Five-Colored Divine Light!"

On the other side, Kong Xuan rode the Five-Colored Divine Light and charged towards Zhunti.

Five colors—green, yellow, red, black, and white—formed a five-colored millstone in mid-air.

It crushes down from a distance, leaving nothing untouched and nothing undone.

"hateful!"

Facing the Xuan Turtle, which was going all out, Kong Xuan and Zhunti cursed inwardly.

Since the self-corpse is not the real body that has descended, the two of them working together are indeed quite troublesome.

Faced with the oncoming five-colored divine light, Zhunti quickly flicked out his whisk.

But just as the whisk touched the five-colored divine light, that overwhelming magical power vanished all at once.

Then a powerful scouring force swept away the whisk in Zhunti's hand.

Zhunti froze on the spot, staring blankly at the whisk that had disappeared from his hand!

How could a mere Kong Xuan brush away the whisk that was transformed from the Seven Wonders Tree in his hand?

(End of this chapter)