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

Chapter 343 The Resentment of the Lamp: Preparations Before the Judgment

Tongtian frowned, somewhat annoyed.

"What, you don't believe in my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and you think I would be defeated by Yuanshi and the others?"

"That's not what I meant."

Duobao hurriedly tried to explain, but then hesitated, which infuriated the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"Just say what you're thinking."

Duobao could only express his worries.

"Master's Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is praised by the Dao Ancestor and cannot be broken by anyone other than the Four Sages. It is naturally powerful. It is no problem to deal with the Primordial Sage and the two Western Sages, but what about Shouyang Mountain and the place of our Grand Master Uncle?"

Duobao stopped abruptly, knowing that his master understood what he wanted to say.

To be honest, Duobao's concerns are not unfounded.

The Jie Sect grew stronger day by day, its fortune abundant, becoming the foremost sect in the primordial world, and flourished incomparably.

Disciples and followers are people, and even the three major religions of the West cannot compare to them.

Human hearts are incredibly complex. How could others not feel disgusted by such a flourishing sect as the Jie Sect?

In Duobao's view, the Chan and Western sects had already been greatly suppressed by the Jie sect.

It threatened the development of the other sage traditions and hindered the path of the sages.

Although the Taoist tradition is not thriving, the Renjiao sect has only one direct disciple, Xuandu.

But since the Great Sage Taiqing established the religion, the lineage of the Way must naturally develop.

Therefore, from another perspective, the Jie Sect also stood on the opposite side of the Human Sect.

After hearing this, Tongtian decisively shook his head.

The voice was incredibly firm.

"I have cultivated with my elder brother for hundreds of millions of years. I know my elder brother's character well. He would never join forces with those two from the West to deal with his own brother. You don't need to say anything more."

The Master of Heaven waved his hand, signaling Duobao to stop talking.

He knew that Duobao meant well, but Tongtian Jiaozhu preferred to believe that he would be defeated by Yuanshi.

He also absolutely did not believe that his most respected elder brother would join forces with two outsiders from the West to deal with him.

"It was a slip of the tongue by your disciple."

Seeing that the Tongtian Sect Leader was firm in his attitude, Duobao quickly shut up.

If we continue, Master will probably get angry, and if Master gets angry, the consequences will be severe.

But soon, Daoist Duobao felt a slight sense of relief.

Thinking of the letter Liu Er had sent not long ago, he learned that his eldest brother had already gone to Chaos.

If the eldest disciple can really succeed, then the Jie Sect will be able to rest easy, and the future will be clear.

On the prayer mat, the Tongtian Sect Leader's sharp eyes slowly swept over the crowd, a chilling aura spreading out, his words resolute and decisive.

"Three months from now, I will personally set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation above Tongguan Pass. If they dare to come, let them see the power of my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. This battle is not only to defeat the Chan and Western sects, but also to tell them that their path is not necessarily correct, and that being of humble origin does not necessarily mean they are inferior to those innate beings born of heaven and earth."

"Yes, teacher."

Inside Biyou Palace, the disciples of the Jie Sect shouted in unison.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed, and at Tongguan, the Xiqi army is still locked in a standoff with the elite forces of the Shang Dynasty.

Because the Western immortals and the Chan Sect immortals had all had their three flowers on their heads and five qi in their chests removed, and there were no immortals to help Xiqi, they simply set up camp and locked themselves in.

At Tongguan Pass, Han Rong, Huang Gun, and others were enjoying a moment of leisure.

The number of soldiers in Xiqi was over a million. The daily food and supplies for the people and horses, as well as the transportation, was an astronomical figure.

Even though Xiqi had a strong foundation under Ji Chang's management, it could not withstand such a drain.

At Kunlun Mountain, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect swallowed the Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill, reshaped their Dao Fruits, and achieved great success.

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, Yu Ding Zhenren, and Tai Yi Zhenren have all recovered their cultivation to the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

His aura was sharp and powerful, even more so than when he was at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

The destruction followed by reconstruction was a tremendous opportunity, which deepened their foundation.

As for Cihang Zhenren, Puxian Zhenren, and Wenshu Zhenren, without divine pills, they relied on elixirs to barely recover their cultivation to the level of Refining Emptiness and Merging with the Dao, not even reaching the level of immortals.

Inside the Burning Lamp Cave, Burning Lamp's face was pale as he looked into the depths of the Mud Palace and frowned.

Just now, he dispelled the Law of War that Liu Er had injected into his body.

But the consequence was that his body was covered with countless scars!

"I was utterly loyal to the Chan Sect, but in the end, they just tried to fool me with some Nine-Turn Golden Elixir."

Randeng harbored immense resentment, but ultimately dared not utter those two words.

"Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi are both direct descendants of the sect and the face of the Chan Sect. I don't believe that they should be given Nine-Turn Golden Pills."

The fruit of the lamp-burning path has been damaged, and it is already so tragic.

Guang Chengzi and the others had their five vital energies in their chests and three flowers on their heads removed, their cultivation was destroyed, and they were even worse than him.

He refused to believe that Yuanshi, who was always protective of his own, would stand idly by and do nothing.

Ran Deng concealed his aura and quietly left his cave, heading towards Guang Chengzi's cave.

Fortunately, with the great calamity now unfolding and the aura of the great calamity overwhelming each other, Yuanshi was unaware of it.

In Guangchengzi's cave, Ran Deng quietly arrived, his primordial spirit silently probing out of the Nigongwan and groping its way inside.

When he saw the man sitting on the meditation cushion in the quiet room, his breathing steady and no different from that of an ordinary person, Randeng breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself.

"Could I have misunderstood? That shouldn't be the case!"

After observing with focused attention, Guang Chengzi completed a full cycle of breathing exercises. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys suddenly emitted bursts of light, and the five elements converged, achieving perfect enlightenment as a Golden Immortal.

"Peak Golden Immortal!"

Ran Deng's eyes widened in disbelief, but the next moment, a surge of sorrow and resentment welled up inside him!

Is it possible to go from a useless person to a Golden Immortal in just two months with a single Nine-Turn Golden Elixir?

Ran Deng quietly left Guang Chengzi's cave and went to the caves of Chi Jingzi, Yu Ding Zhenren, and Tai Yi Zhenren one after another.

After visiting all the caves of the Seven Golden Immortals, he saw that only Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang received the same treatment as him, which multiplied his resentment!

"Injustice! Injustice! Injustice!"

Driven by immense resentment, Randeng suddenly flipped his palm, revealing a golden seed—or rather, a golden Bodhi seed.

On Mount Sumeru, the supreme innate spiritual root is the fruit of the Bodhi tree.

The primordial spirit of the lamp was immersed in the Bodhi seed, silently calling out in its heart.

A moment later, a phantom image emerged from the Bodhi seed; it was none other than Zhunti, one of the two Western Saints!

Zhunti glanced at Randeng, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Fellow Daoist Randeng, what brings you to me?"

"I wish to light a lamp and go to the West."

When asked about Zhunti's question, Randeng only answered with six words.

Zhunti's eyes lit up instantly. "Fellow Daoist Randeng has figured it out?"

But soon, Zhunti frowned. "What happened? What grievance did Fellow Daoist Randeng suffer?"

Ran Deng recounted the events truthfully.

When Zhunti heard that Randeng, Daoguo, and his foundation were in trouble and his cultivation was unstable, he suddenly smiled.

(End of this chapter)