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

Chapter 325 Guang Chengzi Emerges from the Mountain, Shen Gongbao Travels to the West

But right now, Jianglong glared angrily at Taiyi Zhenren, "Fellow Daoist Taiyi, my seven junior brothers went into the formation with you, why did only the seven of you come out? My poor seven junior brothers all perished in the formation."

If Jianglong hadn't clearly known the relationship between the Chan and Jie sects, he would have thought that the two sects had joined forces to betray his Western Sect.

Taiyi Zhenren shook his head and sighed softly, "I wanted to save the gatekeeper, but this Ten Deadly Formations is quite powerful, and in the end I couldn't save him."

Manjushri muttered, "My skills are inferior, so it's normal to be on the list. What's the big deal?"

After being glared at by Yu Ding, they ultimately didn't utter the remaining half-sentence, but Jianglong and Fuhu's faces were already as black as the bottom of a pot.

"How is it, fellow Daoists? The power of our Ten Deadly Formations should be passable, right?"

Qin Wan's face was full of contempt, as if he were saying that the Chan Sect and the Western Sect were a bunch of useless trash.

Zhao Jiangtian sneered, mercilessly mocking and ridiculing him.

"The Twelve True Immortals of Kunlun, the orthodox lineage of the Xuanmen, the direct descendants of the sages, I didn't expect their strength to be so ordinary. You are no good, let your senior brother come over. I will wait for you at Jiepai Pass."

"Hmph, arrogant and conceited. With my senior brother taking action, breaking your Ten Deadly Formations will be no problem at all. At that time, you will all be listed on the Investiture of the Gods."

Manjushri Buddha, his face flushed red, cursed angrily.

At Jiepai Pass, Nezha sat atop the city wall, speaking disdainfully.

"What are you talking big about? What are you bragging about? If you really have the ability, then go back into the Ten Deadly Formations and fight my fellow disciples again."

Manjushri glanced at Nezha with disdain, "You defeated opponent, shut your mouth."

Nezha was immediately enraged. The Wind and Fire Wheels appeared beneath his feet and flew into the air.

The Fire-Tipped Spear, the Universe Ring, and the Heaven-Shattering Ribbon instantly appeared in his hands, his fighting spirit soaring.

"What kind of skill is it to bully the weak with numbers? If you have the guts, come and fight your grandfather."

Just as Manjushri was about to step forward, Taiyi Zhenren grabbed him, saying, "Let's retreat."

After saying that, the six Golden Immortals of Kunlun flew directly towards Sishui Pass.

"Let's retreat too!"

Jianglong put away the guard post, and the physical bodies of the seven people in the cloth bag also flew away.

The three Heavenly Lords who hadn't yet made a move quickly asked, "Senior brothers, how strong are those Golden Immortals from the Chan Sect? Why didn't you capture them all?"

Qin Wan smiled and said, "Don't you know the abilities of the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect? They're all talk and no action, but their actual strength is only second or third-rate. They're nothing special."

"Then why not just wipe them all out?"

"To cast a long line and catch a big fish, that's the mission we came here for."

The celestial lords suddenly realized, "It has to be our senior brother!"

Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi flew over, cupped their hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you very much for your help this time, ten senior uncles."

Qin Wantian waved his hand and helped the three of them up. "What are you saying? We are all disciples of the Shangqing lineage. This is nothing. My fellow disciples, please don't stand on ceremony."

Yang Jian said, "Tea has been prepared at Jiepai Pass. My fellow disciples have come from afar, please come and sit down at Jiepai Pass."

"Alright."

Yang Jian, the Ten Heavenly Lords, and others flew towards Jiepai Pass to recuperate and regroup.

Meanwhile, in the Xiqi camp, Ji Chang and Ji Fa stared blankly at the corpses of the seven Westerners.

Was the Jie Sect, with its myriad immortals paying homage, truly so powerful that it was invincible?

For the first time, Ji Chang began to doubt himself. Could he really succeed in opposing the Jie Sect and the Shang Dynasty?

Taiyi Zhenren's face was so gloomy it could drip water. "A mere Ten Deadly Formations? Do you really think you're invincible? Ziya, come with me to Nine Immortals Mountain, Peach Blossom Cave, to invite our eldest brother to come out of seclusion."

Jiang Ziya cupped his hands in greeting, "Yes, Senior Brother Taiyi."

After saying this, Taiyi and his group took Jiang Ziya and flew towards Jiuxian Mountain.

Fu Hu spat fiercely, "What the hell is that?!"

Then he asked Jianglong, "Senior brother, what should we do? Should we ask Senior Brother Yaoshi to come out of the mountain?"

"Of course I'll invite you, Gongbao. Come, let's go back to the West together."

"Yes, senior brother."

The Six Golden Immortals, along with Jiang Ziya, and the Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming Immortals, along with Shen Gongbao, each left the Xiqi camp.

On Mount Jiuxian, Taiyi Zhenren and his entourage hurried up the mountain and encountered Guangchengzi's attendant halfway up.

"We have come to see our senior brother about important matters. Please inform him, boy."

"Please wait a moment, fellow disciples, I will go and inform them."

The boy hurriedly dropped the broom in his hand and rushed towards Peach Blossom Cave.

Before long, a middle-aged Taoist priest emerged from Peach Blossom Cave. He had an otherworldly air about him, with three long wisps of beard under his chin and a jade hairpin in his hair. He looked ordinary, like a Taoist priest from a secular Taoist temple. But upon closer inspection, one could see the extraordinary aspects of the middle-aged Taoist priest, which showed that Guang Chengzi's Taoist cultivation had reached the point of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

Taiyi and the others arrived at the mountain gate and respectfully bowed. "Taiyi, Yu Ding Jiang Ziya greets Senior Brother."

Guang Chengzi waved his hand, signaling everyone to stand up. When he saw that everyone except Jiang Ziya looked somewhat disheveled, he frowned and asked, "What happened? How did you get into this state?"

Taiyi and the others immediately looked at Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya, the most eloquent of them all, sighed, a deep sorrow flashing across his face. "Senior Brother, this is what happened. Ten outer disciples from Jin'ao Island have arrived. They possess the Ten Ultimate Formations, and they are extremely formidable."

Jiang Ziya recounted the whole story, tears welling in his eyes. "Junior Brother Daoxing was so innocent, yet he perished at the hands of Yang Jian. And those Ten Heavenly Kings are even more despicable. I beg you, Senior Brother, to do us justice!"

"Junior Brother Daoxing!"

Guang Chengzi clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips digging deep into his flesh.

"The Jie Sect is arrogant! We, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun, are not to be trifled with. Fellow disciples, let's go and gather the others to settle accounts with the Jie Sect."

Guang Chengzi was furious and indignant. Yang Jian, what kind of thing is that? How dare he kill his junior brother who has cultivated his skills?

The Ten Heavenly Kings are a bunch of shallow-minded people. How could they possibly be worthy of fighting against Kunlun Golden Immortal?

Guang Chengzi led everyone to Mount Taihua and Yunxiao Cave, which was the Daoist temple of Chi Jingzi.

After summoning Chi Jingzi, they went to Jialong Mountain, Kongtong Mountain, Erxian Mountain, Qingfeng Mountain and other places, and summoned Ju Liusun, Huanglong Zhenren, Qingxu Zhenren and Lingbao Dafashi.

Eleven Golden Immortals rushed towards Sishui Pass.

In an instant, the aura of mortal tribulation above the heads of the eleven people suddenly intensified!

Silently, it invaded everyone's inner world, subtly disturbing their minds.

On Mount Sumeru, Jianglong and Fuhu, along with Shen Gongbao, knocked on the door of the Western Sect's senior disciple, the Medicine Master.

Soon, the pharmacist opened the door and looked at Shen Gongbao with a puzzled expression.

"Gongbao, didn't you go down the mountain to assist the Heavenly Mandate True Lord? Why have you come back?"

After the pharmacist finished speaking, he looked at the two lonely figures, Jianglong and Fuhu, beside Shen Gongbao, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

(End of this chapter)