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

Chapter 370 The Three-Piece Set of Godhood: War in the Mortal Realm

In the territory of the Great Shang Dynasty, atop Tongguan Pass, the people who fought fiercely—the disciples of the Chan, Jie, and Western sects—also returned to their respective mountains at the call of their sages.

Inside Luofu Cave on Mount Emei, Liu Er danced with excitement, his eyebrows twitching with joy. "Teacher, this battle was so exhilarating!"

With his cultivation as a Primordial Golden Immortal, Liu Er shone brightly in the Investiture of the Gods.

With his unparalleled talent, he decisively defeated the Vice Leader of the Chan Sect, Randeng Daoren, earning him the title of the number one person in the third generation of the Xuanmen Sect and greatly enhancing the reputation of the Jie Sect.

Even Yang Jian, the disciple of Liu Er and grand-disciple of Zhao Gongming, shone brightly and was astonishingly dazzling!

This led to a surge in the prehistoric world's apprenticeship craze, with countless cultivators traveling from all directions to become Zhao Gongming's disciples.

For this reason, Mount Emei has been bustling with activity these past few days.

Zhao Gongming naturally refused, as he already had quite a few disciples.

Liu Er goes without saying, as do Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi.

Below him is Yang Jian, a disciple of three generations.

Since he has taken them as his disciples, he must guide them diligently, in addition to his own cultivation.

I simply don't have the extra energy to teach others.

Zhao Gongming glanced at the excited Liu Er and said, without any politeness, he poured cold water on Liu Er's enthusiasm.

"It's just defeating a Lantern Burner, what's there to be proud of?"

"Back then, among the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, Ran Deng was merely the worst of the worst, not worth mentioning. In the primordial world, those you should aspire to be like are the established powerhouses such as Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, and the Queen Mother of the West!"

"And beyond the primordial wilderness, in the vast chaos, lies an immeasurable expanse, its edges unknown, inhabited by countless powerful beings, even saints cannot explore it!"

"what?"

Liu Er's face immediately turned a bitter color.

Styx and Zhen Yuanzi are both beings who have cultivated to the extreme of Quasi-Sainthood.

If I want to catch up, I don't know how long it will take.

As for Chaos, with my current strength, I can only barely get involved.

But then Liu Er thought about it again and became confident.

The fact that the teacher can compare himself to veteran masters like Styx and Zhen Yuanzi shows his expectations for himself.

As for the six ears and eyes of chaos, a flame suddenly ignited!

Sooner or later, I will also step into the Chaos, just like the Chaos Demon Ape, one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods!

No, he will be stronger than the Chaos Demon Ape and will never disappoint his teacher.

Zhao Gongming smiled and said casually, "Now that the calamity has dissipated and the great tribulation is over, there is still one thing I need to entrust to you."

"What is it?"

Liu Er's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to speak.

"Go to the battlefield where the Human Emperor Xuanyuan and the Jiuli Chiyou fought for supremacy, and find the remnant soul of a man named Bai Jian!"

"General Bai Jian, on the battlefield of conquest?"

Liu Er was completely baffled.

He certainly knew about the battle for supremacy, and he was also very clear about the struggle for supremacy between the Human Emperor Xuanyuan and the Jiuli Chiyou, but what did that have to do with Bai Jian?

Zhao Gongming said, "After the great calamity ends, the gods will be conferred. The three items for the conferment of gods are the Conferment of Gods List, the God-Slaying Whip, and the Conferment of Gods Platform. The Conferment of Gods List and the God-Slaying Whip are in the hands of the Taiqing Sage, but the Conferment of Gods Platform needs someone to supervise its construction. Bai Jian is the one destined by heaven to supervise the construction of the Conferment of Gods Platform. You can go and find him."

Liu Er nodded, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Yes, Master, this disciple will definitely bring back the Bai Jian."

Liu Er left after uttering a single sentence.

Several months have passed since the Tongtian Sect Leader set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation at Tongguan Pass to meet the enemy.

On the battlefield, things change in an instant, but without the assistance of the Chan Sect, the West, and the Human Sect.

The Xiqi army had no choice but to retreat to Lintong Pass, not daring to engage the Shang Dynasty in battle, and could only stand in a distant standoff with the Shang.

Lintong Pass is geographically far from Xiqi, and with millions of troops stationed there, the daily cost of food, drink, and sanitation is astronomical.

This caused immense suffering for Ji Chang and Ji Fa, and even Bo Yikao, who was stationed in Xiqi, had no choice but to suffer in silence.

Xiqi has a strong foundation, but even the strongest disciples cannot withstand such reckless actions.

Millions of soldiers who did not engage in production still needed to be fed and clothed every day.

There are also countless warhorses, who eat and drink soybeans, eggs, and hay every day.

Taxes have been increased again and again. If this war doesn't end soon, the people will want to devour him alive.

In the Xiqi camp, Ji Chang held a piece of tortoise shell in his hands. On the table in front of him was an incense burner with several long incense sticks burning on it. Wisps of smoke rose into the air, obscuring Ji Chang's face.

Ji Chang was a master of divination, and his divination skills were unparalleled!

He was simulating the battle, simulating the battle of the saints in the dark!

Previously, the calamity of heaven and earth had not yet dissipated, so nothing could be deduced.

Now that the calamity has dissipated, he refuses to believe that he still can't deduce anything.

After a long while, Ji Chang's face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How...how could this be!"

This time, Ji Chang did indeed deduce it, but the result was extremely difficult for him to accept.

He knew about this whole scheme back in Xiqi. The combined efforts of the four saints should have made it impossible for them to fail, but they failed nonetheless!

Without the support of a sage or lineage, Xiqi's defeat was imminent.

Thinking of this, Ji Chang felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and he could not even breathe properly. His face turned frighteningly pale.

Just then, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and Ji Fa ran in, his face filled with undisguised excitement. "Father, Father, the Immortal of the South Pole has arrived!"

"An immortal from the South Pole?"

Ji Chang's previously deathly pale face suddenly turned rosy, and his eyes shone with a frightening sharpness. "Please, please come in quickly."

"Yes."

Ji Fa left in a hurry.

A short while later, the Antarctic Immortal, accompanied by Ji Fa, entered the main hall.

"The Celestial Immortal of the South Pole".

Ji Chang was unusually respectful. He looked at the Antarctic Immortal with a last glimmer of hope on his face.

The Old Man of the South Pole merely glanced at Ji Chang and slowly said, "This time, I have come on the orders of the Sage."

"I knew it. The sage would not abandon our Xiqi."

Ji Chang's face was filled with fervor and excitement. His Xiqi really had nothing left.

The Old Man of the South Pole sighed, "The Marquis of Xibo is skilled in divination, how come he still doesn't understand? We have failed, even the Sage has been reprimanded and is in seclusion on Mount Kunlun. Our Holy Sect is already struggling to survive, how can we possibly manage Xiqi?"

Ji Chang's eyes widened. "No, that's not how it is. Back then, it was the Sage who discussed this with Xiqi. Otherwise, how could Xiqi have embarked on this path?"

The conversation abruptly ended there, as the Antarctic Immortal unleashed a burst of magical power that silenced Ji Chang.

The Old Man of the South Pole gave Ji Chang a meaningful look. "Lord Xibo, there are some things that are better left unsaid, lest we damage our harmony. This elixir was bestowed by a sage and can eliminate the backlash from your divination. As for what happens afterward, Lord Xibo, you should take care of yourself."

The Old Man of the South Pole flicked his finger, and a crystal-clear jade box landed in front of Ji Chang.

With a flick of his sleeve, he vanished.

Ji Chang looked at the crystal-clear jade box and the faintly fragrant pills. His anger could no longer be contained and erupted like a tsunami. He spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

(End of this chapter)