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

Chapter 308 One Qi Immortal Yu Yuan, Western Disciple

Yu Hua couldn't help but laugh. Ever since the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain separated, their relationship had broken down.

The three schools of Buddhism—Chan, Jie, and Ren—were practically strangers; there was no question of any camaraderie among them.

"you!"

Xue Ehu was so angry that he yelled loudly, but he was helpless and couldn't say a word. In fact, it was exactly as Yu Hua had said.

Across from him, Yu Hua stared coldly at Xue Ehu, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Fellow disciples? In the face of this great calamity, they are all just a joke!

Today he had the upper hand and showed no mercy to the disciples of the Chan Sect.

If the situation were different today, the disciples of the Chan Sect would probably be even more ruthless than him.

Then why would they care about the so-called camaraderie among fellow disciples?

"Damn it, Yu Hua, you're courting death! When I return to the mountain, I'll inform our master and have you utterly destroyed, your soul scattered and your body annihilated!"

Xue Ehu yelled loudly.

"Hmph, you're all alone now, and you still dare to get distracted?"

Yu Hua shook his head, his face growing colder, and a thought crossed his mind.

The Soul-Slaying Banner and the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade attacked simultaneously, completely enveloping Xue Ehu!

Thirty breaths later, Xue Ehu was caught off guard and had his neck slashed by the Blood Transformation Divine Blade, creating a cloud of blood mist. Following Han Dulong, Xue Ehu also perished!

In the Eight Views Palace on Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing looked at the slightly trembling Investiture of the Gods beside him, as well as the two names of the Chan Sect that had just appeared on the Investiture of the Gods, and his expression turned solemn.

"Under such a great calamity, all living beings are but ants; this calamity is truly ominous!"

Taiqing Laozi was born at the beginning of creation and has gone through several eons.

But this great calamity was the one that made him feel most uneasy. A faint, almost tangible aura of malevolence lingered around him, never dissipating, filling Taiqing with a sense of crisis.

After a long silence, Taiqing finally sighed, "So be it, so be it. Let's just wait and see how the calamity unfolds. If it really comes to an unavoidable situation, even a sage might have to face the calamity!"

A sage is one who remains unblemished through countless eons, untainted by karma, eternally existing with Heaven, coexisting with the Dao, and transcending all levels of existence.

Even during a great calamity, a sage can transcend the mundane world and sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, roll and unroll.

But if the great calamity develops to the point where even sages have to intervene, the level of danger is beyond doubt.

At Jinting Mountain, in the Jade House Cave, the True Man of the Chan Sect suddenly opened his eyes and cursed, "Useless! All of you are useless!"

Even if Han Dulong and Xue Ehu were weak, they were still genuine Golden Immortals and third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect.

Now he was killed by an unknown fourth-generation disciple of the Jie Sect. What a disgrace!

"I want to go to Kunlun Mountain to see my master."

With a thought, Daoist Master tore through space and vanished in the blink of an eye.

In the Xiqi camp, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu were both eliminated by Yu Hua in just one encounter.

Ji Fa and Nangong Shi's expressions changed slightly. They hadn't expected that the disciples of the Jie Sect would be so powerful.

The fact that two immortals from the Chan Sect were killed so quickly has thrown the 100,000 soldiers into a panic, leaving them powerless to fight.

"Vice Marshal, morale is low. If we launch a direct assault on Sishui Pass, things could turn out badly."

Nangong Shi offered a timely reminder from the side.

"I see."

Although Ji Fa was unwilling, he knew that a strong attack under these circumstances would definitely cause great losses, so he had no choice but to order a retreat.

Tread!

The earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves rang out again, but this time it was no longer light and quick; it had become heavy and sluggish.

On the city wall of Sishui Pass, Han Rong laughed heartily. The first battle between Xiqi and Dashang had been won without losing a single soldier, which greatly boosted the morale of the army.

At Sishui Pass, in the council hall, Han Rong was beaming with excitement. "Brother Yu Hua, you've done me a great favor. I must report this to the King and personally request credit for you."

"Two pieces of trash. Dealing with them is a piece of cake. Brother Han Rong, don't worry about them."

Yu Hua waved his hand casually, looking completely unconcerned.

After saying that, Yu Hua's face darkened slightly. "Han Dulong and Xue Ehu are disciples of Dao Xing Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun. This time, I sent them to the Investiture of the Gods. Dao Xing Zhenren will definitely be furious and may very well take action directly. We must be on guard."

Han Rong didn't know much about cultivation levels, so he asked.

"Could Brother Yu Hua possibly handle that Daoist Master?"

Yu Hua smiled wryly, "Brother Han Rong thinks too highly of me."

"That Daoist Master is of the same generation as my grandmaster, the Golden Spirit Mother. He has cultivated for countless millennia and is at least a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal. How could I be his match? If we want to defend Sishui Pass, we will have to ask for help."

Han Rong frowned. "Asking for help... Brother Yu Hua, you must already have someone in mind, right?"

Yu Hua nodded slightly, "My master, Yu Yuan, the One Qi Immortal, can fight that Daoist True Person!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun, after countless millennia of cultivation, have mostly attained the status of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

However, Dao Xing Tianzun is still at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Yu Yuan, the Immortal of One Qi, is a disciple of the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit and one of the most outstanding third-generation disciples of the Intercepting Sect. He has already attained the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

With Yu Yuan in charge, Sishui Pass is as solid as a rock, and there is absolutely nothing to worry about.

Han Rong nodded seriously, "Then please ask Brother Yu Hua to invite our master to come and lend us a hand."

"Brother Han Rong, don't worry. I already notified Master when I killed Han Dulong and Xue Ehu. At Master's speed, they should be here soon."

"Okay, that's good."

With high-end combat power secured, Yu Hua was relieved; next up was the mortal combat power!

To defeat Xiqi, having high-end combat power alone is not enough.

We must defeat Xiqi head-on in terms of military strength to achieve a great victory.

Han Rong ordered someone to bring a sand table and began to simulate the situation, and started discussing it with the generals in Sishui Pass.

On the other side, Dao Xing Zhenren, enraged, went straight down the mountain and headed straight for Xiqi.

In the Xiqi army camp, after hearing Ji Fa's report, Ji Chang's face turned pale. He hadn't expected that the Chan Qi trainees were all showy but useless.

They can boast without equal, but when it comes to actual combat, they are all just empty shells, utterly vulnerable.

The first battle is the best place to boost morale and fighting spirit, but what happens then?

Retreating before the battle even began, and losing two key generals, left Ji Chang seething with resentment.

But he couldn't spit it out directly, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, Shen Gongbao stepped forward and said, "Gongbao has become a disciple of the West. He can go to the West to invite reinforcements to take charge of the camp. This will surely suppress the immortals of the Jie Sect."

Ji Chang waved his hand, his expression softening slightly, "Then I'll have to trouble the Prime Minister."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all. It's all for the Marquis, it's all for Xiqi."

Shen Gongbao gave a greeting and then flew westward.

This time, when going to the West, the direct descendants of heavyweights like Bhaisajyaguru, Maitreya, Mahasthamaprapta, and Ksitigarbha will definitely be too heavy to move.

As for the other outer disciples, their cultivation levels varied, and most of them were not as good as Han Dulong and Xue Ehu.

Shen Gongbao pondered for a moment, then focused his gaze on the Eighteen Protectors of the West.

The eighteen guardians were the Dragon-Taming Guardian, the Tiger-Subduing Guardian, and the Deer-Riding Guardian, who later became the Eighteen Arhats.

Their cultivation levels were very high, almost all of them were Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Even the two, Jianglong and Fuhu, have already attained the Great Luo Dao.

(End of this chapter)