The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

"Damn it, I never imagined Fang Yang would be so powerful."

"Our teacher is no longer protecting us, and Senior Brother Wuyunxian has been suppressed by Fang Yang. We'd better not participate in the upcoming Dao discussion."

"Participate? Why not? We are also disciples of the Xuanmen sect. What right does he have to stop us?"

"Junior brother, have you forgotten that our Xuanmen Daoist arts are not yet fully mastered? Even if we go on stage, we will only be humiliating ourselves. However, if we use demonic supernatural powers, Fang Yang will definitely suppress us."

"What should we do then? As you've all seen, even Senior Brother Wuyunxian is no match for him. Even if the six of us join forces, we might not be able to defeat him. After the tournament ends, he might very well intercept us on the way."

"Don't worry. After the conference ends, we'll all gather together and form the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Although I've never cultivated this formation, I still understand a little about it. How could Fang Yang possibly be a match for all of us immortals alone? Once we return to Penglai Island, we'll immediately seal it off and await our senior brother's return. With our senior brother here, what do we have to fear from Fang Yang?"

The Six Immortals of Penglai were terrified by Fang Yang. They were all pale and secretly communicated with each other using their divine senses, not daring to even glance at Wuyun Xian.

They dared not continue to participate in the Xuanmen Dao Discussion Conference, and they even dared not separate, for fear of being left alone and being suppressed by Fang Yang.

"Is this the strength of Junior Brother? He has already surpassed me, his senior sister. I wonder who is stronger between him and Senior Brother. Senior Brother not only mastered the first six of the Seven Swords of Heaven-Slaying, but also mastered the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation."

Upon witnessing Fang Yang's displayed strength, the Golden Spirit Mother couldn't help but compare him to Daoist Duobao.

"However, the eldest brother should be slightly stronger. He has four top-grade innate spiritual treasures alone, and I don't even know how many other innate spiritual treasures he has. The youngest brother suffered from entering the sect late, and he only has three innate spiritual treasures, which is not even enough to sever the three corpses."

Thinking of the unfathomable depth of Daoist Duobao, the Holy Mother Jinling became even more determined to help Fang Yang.

Of course, by helping Fang Yang, she was also helping herself. She was also a member of the Jie Sect, sharing in its glory and its loss.

Daoist Qianyao was so excited that he couldn't speak. He was incredibly proud of the strength Fang Yang had displayed.

This is their leader, the person they chose to follow!

Back then, when they joined Fang Yang, an immortal at the early stage of Taiyi, with their peak Taiyi realm cultivation, many voices of ridicule arose within the Jie Sect.

The owners of these voices unanimously believed that True Lord Jiuyao was blind and grasping at straws in his desperation. Although following the Holy Mother Wudang might not bring much resources, it offered sufficient security.

Fang Yang, having just been promoted to a personal disciple, issued a nationwide manhunt, offending his fellow disciples. Such a person is unlikely to have a bright future.

But Fang Yang's talent and combat prowess displayed today are enough to shut up the owners of those voices.

They made the right choice. As long as they follow Fang Yang, they will surely reach unprecedented heights.

Both the Chan sect and the Western sect fell into silence.

The Taoist Ran Deng finally admitted that Fang Yang was now on the same level as him. In fact, based on Fang Yang's performance just now, Fang Yang might even be slightly stronger than him.

He didn't know how Fang Yang cultivated; all he knew was that after the Xuanmen Dao Discussion Conference, he would truly become a disgrace to the innate saints.

The Medicine Master smiled bitterly, while the Maitreya Master could no longer smile.

Their cultivation levels were roughly equivalent to those of Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

The Medicine Master Daoist was somewhat better off; he cultivated the Dao of Medicine, and his magical power could combat the smallpox virus. The Maitreya Daoist, however, was in a different situation; he could only break the formation by force. But neither of them was confident they could break the formation.

This means that among all the disciples of the Western Sect, none are Fang Yang's match.

On the Dao Discussion Platform, Wu Yunxian stared at Fang Yang in utter terror, her face filled with "weakness," "pity," and "helplessness."

Wu Yunxian wasn't afraid of death, but he feared ending up like Lü Yue. How could he, a dignified immortal of the Jie Sect and a disciple of a sage, willingly be driven by a mere page?

"Fang Yang, you beast, kill me if you dare!"

Wu Yunxian said this to provoke Fang Yang into killing him. However, how could Fang Yang possibly kill someone?

Ever since he created the Human Emperor Banner, Fang Yang has vowed never to kill anyone if he can avoid it.

Fang Yang wanted Wu Yunxian's dignity, and he also wanted Wu Yunxian's true spirit. Therefore, Fang Yang could not kill Wu Yunxian.

"Kill you? You wish!"

Fang Yang placed a palm on Wu Yunxian's shoulder, and with a slight exertion, Wu Yunxian knelt down in mid-air with a thud.

His action was an extreme humiliation for Wu Yunxian.

Kneeling before Fang Yang before all the great beings of the heavens, Wu Yunxian was filled with shame and indignation, and he lost the will to live.

"Fang Yang! What are you doing? Are you insulting me? Kill me! Kill me!"

Wu Yunxian roared.

However, why would Fang Yang deliberately humiliate Wuyun Xian in front of so many immortals? He did this to make Wuyun Xian lose the will to live.

The lower Wu Yunxian's will to live, the easier it would be for Fang Yang to seize his true spirit.

Fang Yang looked down at Wu Yunxian, his voice echoing throughout the hall: "You are not worthy to insult you. You are nothing but a beast with fur and horns, born from a wet egg. I am doing this to atone for your sins."

He raised his hand, and the Emperor's Banner flew out from his body. As the banner unfurled, dense purple energy emanated from it. A flash of purple light, carrying a trace of true spirit, returned to the Emperor's Banner.

With his true spirit taken away, Wu Yunxian lost all his strength. His eyes were silent as he slumped in the void. He knew he was finished.

After putting away the Emperor's Banner, Fang Yang gestured with one hand, and Wu Yunxian transformed into a wisp of black smoke, rushing out of the debating platform and crashing down in front of the Jade Emperor's desk.

"Uncle Haotian, this wretched child is now in your care. You will be responsible for teaching him."

Fang Yang bowed deeply to the Jade Emperor. He wanted all the immortals to see how the Jie Sect treated scoundrels.

The Jie Sect of the past might have harbored evil and filth, but the Jie Sect of today will absolutely not tolerate evil.

The Jade Emperor was overjoyed to have gained a subordinate at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. He smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to the Tongtian Sect Leader, saying, "Senior Brother Tongtian, I will take this disciple back to the Heavenly Court and train him well."

Seeing that Fang Yang had not killed Wu Yunxian, the Tongtian Sect Leader showed no outward expression, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he was his disciple, so he had to give Wu Yunxian a chance to make amends. Fang Yang's method of handling the situation was very much to his liking.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, junior brother!"

The Master of the Heavenly Sect said calmly.

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