The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

On the Daoist platform, the Old Man of the South Pole looked extremely grim.

Gray snowflakes were everywhere, eroding time and space, and raining down on him. Beneath the poisonous snow, the protective divine light around him melted away layer by layer, just like frost being exposed to the sun.

This was outside the Five Pox Slaughtering Immortal Formation. Even a fool could tell how dangerous the Five Pox Slaughtering Immortal Formation was inside.

Unfortunately, Wu Yunxian was a flamboyant person. Seeing that the Antarctic Immortal was hesitant to proceed, he felt smug and began to sing a ditty within the formation. Wu Yunxian sang loudly:

"The five evil energies gather into demonic clouds, and smallpox flies, wreaking havoc on heaven and earth. The five elements are ferocious, corroding immortal bones, and poisonous snow falls, destroying one's true nature. No matter how long-lived one is, once one enters the formation, one cannot escape being burned to ashes. Do not say that the mystical sect has many wonderful methods, for once this formation is unleashed, it will annihilate the soul."

The singing was loud and clear, with a touch of arrogance, echoing throughout the Yujing Mountain venue.

Wu Yunxian stood at the center of the great formation, with billowing black energy above his head, as thick as ink. Beside him, five smallpox gods guarded him according to the five elements, and the evil energy of the smallpox virus surged and spread outward continuously.

"Fellow Daoist of Antarctica, do you dare to enter the formation?"

"Do you dare to enter the battle?"

Wu Yunxian's voice was unrestrained and resounded throughout the top of Yujing Mountain.

The colossal statue of Hongjun Laozu overlooked everything unfolding on the debating platform, his expression unchanged, forever devoid of joy or sorrow. Only a glint of divine light in his eyes indicated that Hongjun Laozu's will had also taken notice of everything.

Wu Yunxian continued to challenge him, and Antarctic Immortal had no way out. He took a deep breath and said to the Five Pox-Slaughtering Immortal Formation, "Wu Yunxian! You dare to show off your unorthodox formation in the ancestral court of the Xuanmen! Today, I will let you know the methods of the orthodox Xuanmen."

When the Old Man of the South Pole uttered these words, the entire hall fell silent.

The meaning behind the words of the Old Man of the South Pole is exactly the same as that of Deng Hua, yet no one finds it inappropriate.

Immortals and demons are irreconcilable enemies. When the demonic path flourished, it slaughtered countless immortal cultivators. In the region bordering the west, all the immortal cultivators were refined. During the war between the immortals and demons, countless powerful immortals perished at the hands of the demonic sect in order to protect the immortal realm.

Regardless of whether there are morally upright outcasts in the demonic path, to those in the immortal path, anyone from the demonic path should be killed.

This is a matter of stance, not a matter of ideology.

Wu Yunxian's use of demonic arts at the ancestral temple of the Xuanmen sect is, even with the Xuanmen's strong tolerance, a desecration of the sacred ground. When the Antarctic Immortal pointed this out, it was tantamount to telling the immortals present that if he, the Antarctic Immortal, failed, it would not be his personal failure, but the collective failure of the entire Xuanmen camp.

However, the words of the Antarctic Immortal also put the entire Jie Sect in a very awkward situation.

Who is Wuyun Xian? He is a disciple of the Jie Sect. The fact that a disciple of the Jie Sect would abandon the Shangqing Daoist arts and instead choose to cultivate demonic arts, and even use these demonic arts in the sacred land of Yujing Mountain, is enough to show that the Jie Sect is a place that indulges its disciples and has no rules, a den of filth.

"hehe."

A soft laugh suddenly broke the silence of the meeting room.

Hearing the voice, the immortals turned to see Fang Yang stand up with a smile on his face. He glanced around at all the immortals present before speaking: "Junior Brother Antarctic is quite right. Therefore, our sect has issued the All-Heavens Pursuit Order, encouraging all immortal cultivators to kill those who have violated the rules of our Intercepting Sect. I hereby guarantee that the All-Heavens Pursuit Order remains valid. If any of you are willing to help our sect cleanse its own ranks, our sect will be eternally grateful."

After saying that, he slowly sat down and said no more.

Upon hearing Fang Yang's words, the immortals from all sides immediately stopped their wild thoughts.

Fang Yang had already given them the opportunity to kill Wu Yunxian and the others. To protect themselves, they remained inactive, acting as if it were none of their business. Since they didn't act then, they had no grounds to believe the Jie Sect was harboring evil.

If the Jie Sect harbors filth and evil, then they are hypocrites who condone evil beforehand and then criticize the Jie Sect afterwards.

The eyes of the Golden Spirit Mother and the Wudang Mother gleamed with divine light; they were extremely grateful to have this junior brother. They had no way to resolve the situation just now. But Fang Yang's words completely solved the problem.

The Seven Immortals of Penglai, including Immortal Wuyun on the Dao Discussion Platform, were dumbfounded. They never expected that Fang Yang would issue another Heavenly Pursuit Order in such a setting. Without the protection of the Jie Sect, they were merely ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortals; how could they possibly withstand the pursuit of powerful beings from all heavens?

"Indeed, with such a child in the Jie Sect, there is hope for the future."

Yuanshi Tianzun was extremely pleased to hear Fang Yang's words.

He knew that there were many things that the Tongtian Sect Leader couldn't do. Therefore, the Tongtian Sect Leader needed a qualified disciple to help him practice the true Dao of Intercepting Heaven.

Fang Yang was the nephew that Yuanshi Tianzun was waiting for.

"Elder brother, if possible, we should do our best to help our nephew Fang Yang, so that he can eliminate the Jie Sect as soon as possible and resolve the calamity that is entangled with our third brother."

Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun transmitted a divine thought to Taiqing Shengren.

How could the Supreme Saint not understand the thoughts of the Primordial Celestial Venerable? The Three Pure Ones were originally of one mind. If the Tongtian Sect Leader were to glance at the Primordial Celestial Venerable at this moment, he would be able to read even the divine thoughts that the Primordial Celestial Venerable was conveying to the Supreme Saint.

"That's for sure. It was my plan to have my nephew Fang Yang join the Jie Sect. Otherwise, how could a mortal with such shallow fortune have ended up in the place of opportunity that my third brother and I arranged?"

Now that things have come to this, the Sage of Taiqing no longer hides his true intentions and tells the Primordial Heavenly Venerable about his original plan.

Yuanshi Tianzun never expected that the usually aloof Taiqing Saint would actually be plotting something specifically for Tongtian Jiaozhu. He had always thought that Taiqing Saint would only intervene at crucial moments.

In an attempt to redeem himself for the Chan Sect, the Antarctic Immortal casually brought Fang Yang into the picture with a single remark. At this moment, he was filled with regret.

Fang Yang is not someone to be trifled with; this is evident from the All-Heavens Hunt Order alone. For the sake of the Jie Sect, Fang Yang didn't even spare his own fellow disciples. The Antarctic Immortal knew that his name was definitely on Fang Yang's blacklist.

It was too late to regret it now; he had to get past Wu Yunxian first.

Without hesitation, the Antarctic Immortal strode into the Five Poisonous Flowers Slaughtering Immortal Formation. Upon entering the formation, the Antarctic Immortal found himself in a world filled with poisonous flowers.

Stretching endlessly across the land, gray poisonous plum blossoms bloom. The stench of smallpox lingers in the air, condensing into countless sores that are nauseating to behold.

Smallpox was falling from the sky, its poison turning into gray snowflakes that destroyed wherever they hit, extinguishing all life wherever they landed.

Most terrifyingly, the five smallpox gods were positioned in the five elements, with blue faces, fangs, and bodies covered in pustules. They constantly spewed smallpox mist from their mouths, pushing the concentration of smallpox to the extreme within the formation.

The moment he stepped into the formation, the Antarctic Immortal felt his energy stagnate, as if he had fallen into an endless purgatory.

"Hmph, a wicked trick!"

The Antarctic Immortal's expression darkened, and he held nothing back. The golden peach atop his head blossomed, transforming into a golden lamp of eternal longevity. As the lamp lit up, three thousand longevity characters circulated, forming an incomparably thick golden light shield that firmly protected him in the center.

Seeing that the Antarctic Immortal had actually entered the formation, Wuyun Xian let out bursts of wild laughter: "Antarctic Immortal, if you hadn't entered the formation, you could have kept a shred of your dough. Since you dared to enter, be prepared to lose all your dough!"

Within the formation, the smallpox fumes transformed into a dragon. This poisonous dragon, imbued with the venom of smallpox and plum blossoms, was incredibly vicious and slammed fiercely into the Antarctic Immortal.

Click!

With a single strike, cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the light shield, and the Antarctic Immortal groaned, golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Moreover, the area of ​​the light shield that came into contact with the poisonous dragon was corroded by the smallpox-like gas, the corrosion gradually expanding and spreading across the shield.

"Old Man of the Antarctic, you were never a match for me. Now that you've entered my formation, you still think you can contend with me?"

Wu Yunxian's voice resounded throughout the formation, proclaiming the fate of the Antarctic Immortal. With a single gesture, he summoned the five Smallpox Gods, who simultaneously unleashed five beams of Smallpox God light, all attacking the Antarctic Immortal.

Five jet-black beams of light from the God of Smallpox pierced through the great formation, carrying a deadly poison that corroded immortals and corrupted the Dao, and slammed into the light shield of the Longevity Golden Lamp!

boom!!

The Longevity Golden Lamp burst forth with unprecedented golden light, but it was useless. Under the impact of the Smallpox God's light, the light shield shattered, and the Longevity Golden Lamp let out a mournful cry as its divine light was completely extinguished.

As if struck by a heavy blow, the Antarctic Immortal was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the pustule fog, where he was completely covered by it.

"No!!"

The Antarctic Immortal let out a desperate roar, but it was too late to reverse the situation.

A beam of divine light descended from the heavens, carrying the Antarctic Immortal off the debating platform. The Antarctic Immortal was no match for the Dark Cloud Immortal; continuing the fight would only lead to his defeat and death!

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