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"Nephew Yang Jian!"

"How did you end up here?"

Before long, Ziya slowly woke up. He looked around and suddenly noticed that there was another Taoist priest.

"Reporting back to my martial uncle!"

"This disciple has come here on Master's orders to assist the Great Zhou, so as to accomplish the great cause and destroy the foundation of the Shang Dynasty."

Yang Jian immediately spoke up, explaining that before descending the mountain, he had received a decree from his patriarch to come here and confront Grand Tutor Wen.

Grand Tutor Wen was an inner disciple of the Jie Sect, a direct descendant of the Golden Spirit Mother, and a third-generation successor of Taoism.

This person possesses the Heavenly Eye, just like Yang Jian. Once unleashed, it can injure a person's three souls and seven spirits.

"I observe that Fellow Daoist Yang Jian has already mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts of the Chan Sect, attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit long ago, and has three eyes between his eyebrows, which grant him endless transformations."

"With Fellow Daoist Yang Jian here today, Grand Tutor Wen of the Great Shang Dynasty will finally have someone to deal with him!"

Xin Huan immediately spoke up, saying that Yang Jian's abilities were no less than those of Grand Tutor Wen, and might even be slightly superior to the latter.

Both being immortal golden immortals of Taoism, Yang Jian had already achieved physical sainthood and attained the immortal golden immortal Dao fruit. He was highly skilled in martial arts and was also proficient in the seventy-two transformations of Taoism.

Grand Tutor Wen was a veteran of countless battles and had three eyes between his eyebrows, but Yang Jian also had a third eye.

Between the two, Yang Jian is slightly better.

"Grand Tutor Wen's Heavenly Eye is truly formidable. Once it hits, the three souls and seven spirits immediately leave the body, and the person will die on the spot and rush to the Yellow Springs in no time."

"Alas, I never imagined that I would go on my way to the underworld before my time was up."

Jiang Ziya immediately spoke up, though he was also somewhat frightened at this moment. After all, Grand Tutor Wen was a Golden Immortal.

"You've come at the perfect time!"

"At this time, Grand Tutor Wen's army is pressing down on Xiqi, and there is no one in my city who can match him. Nephew, you are very capable, so I'll leave this Grand Tutor Wen to you!"

Jiang Ziya seemed to have found a great savior: Yang Jian, who possessed divine blood, was an enhanced version of Wen Zhong.

With him here, Wen Zhong wouldn't dare to act recklessly!

"Of course, of course!"

"Uncle-Master, leave this to me!"

When Yang Jian first arrived in Xiqi, he was worried about not having a chance to make a breakthrough. Now, Wen Zhong has run into the line of fire.

"With Fellow Daoist Yang Jian's intervention, Xiqi is safe!"

Xin Huan chimed in, saying that now that Yang Jian had arrived, Grand Tutor Wen no longer needed to be dealt with.

"By the way, Uncle-Master!"

"And who is this fellow Daoist?"

Yang Jian looked at Xin Huan and immediately asked again.

"He is Xin Huan, the hundredth son of Ji Chang, the Marquis of Xibo, and also a disciple of my senior brother Yun Zhongzi."

"This person has long since attained the Golden Immortal realm, possesses superb martial arts skills, and has great supernatural powers; his abilities are extraordinary."

Jiang Ziya pointed at Xin Huan and began to introduce her. At the same time, the other fellow disciples also introduced themselves, and the atmosphere quickly became familiar.

"I never expected there to be so many fellow disciples in this camp. Now we're all here."

Yang Jian immediately spoke up, and to his surprise, there were quite a few capable people on the Xiqi side, each of them a fierce general.

Xin Huan's cultivation was similar to his, and the two were both immortal golden immortals, which made Yang Jian very happy.

After Ziya returned to life, Huang Tianhua, the son of Huang Feihu, descended from the mountain gate on behalf of his master.

On this day, Huang Tianhua rode the jade unicorn and went straight from Ziyang Cave on Qingfeng Mountain to Xiqi.

At this moment, at the foot of Xiqi City, Ziya was seen climbing the city wall again. He personally removed the truce sign and ordered Yang Jian, Nezha, and others to lead 100,000 troops to stand outside the city gate.

There stood a forest of swords and halberds, a fierce battle raging, and banners with red tassels gleaming, while banners with purple mist swirled around them.

The signs rolled in, the short swords gleamed.

Then the 100,000-strong army emerged from the city, each armed with their own weapons: long sabers, goose-feather sabers, lined up in a single file, with gleaming gold spears and steel-tipped spears, their crimson tassels fluttering.

The Tai'a Sword and the Kunwu Sword are both made of dragon scales, with gold-plated and silver-plated maces, exuding a chilling aura.

The shouts of the three armies shook the heavens, the five-colored flags fluttered and obscured the sun, then a drum sounded, and the various camps bravely displayed their might, several gongs were struck, and the generals followed the troops in a winding manner.

Beneath the precious banner, auspicious clouds shrouded the air.

Golden command flags flit back and forth.

The two armies faced off, creating an extremely tense atmosphere.

"Senior Brother Yang Jian!"

"This man is Grand Tutor Wen of the Great Shang Dynasty. He was the one who used his Heavenly Eye to injure Uncle-Master Jiang, causing him to lose his three souls and seven spirits, almost losing his life completely!"

Nezha pointed at Grand Tutor Wen, whose actions were suspected of bullying the weak, which Nezha found utterly distasteful.

"May I ask if this person is Grand Tutor Wen?"

Yang Jian rode his dragon horse forward, followed by a celestial hound. The man and the beast arrived at the front of the battle.

"I am Wen Zhong, and who are you, my divine being?"

Grand Tutor Wen sat on the black Qilin with his eyes half-closed. The newcomer was quite powerful, a Taoist Golden Immortal, and judging from his appearance, he was from the Chan Sect.

"I am Yang Jian of the Chan Sect!"

Yang Jian is a great guardian deity of the Chan Sect, whose status is higher than that of the third-generation disciples, and his position is extremely transcendent.

Wen Zhong, who stood before him, was also a direct descendant of the Jie Sect. Both of them were Taoist Golden Immortals and were quite similar.

"Are you Yang Jian, the guardian deity of the Chan Sect?"

"I've heard that you've already attained the Immortal Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, and possess the bloodline of a supreme deity. You once split a mountain to save your mother, earning a formidable reputation throughout the primordial world!"

"Having seen you today, you are indeed extraordinary!"

Wen Zhong's eyes gleamed. Yang Jian's filial piety and righteousness had moved heaven and earth, and his good name had spread almost throughout the prehistoric world.

Yang Jian's mother, Fairy Yunhua, descended to the mortal realm during the reign of the Five Emperors and secretly married a mortal, giving birth to three sons.

Yang Jian was the second son of Fairy Yunhua. He possessed divine blood and extraordinary talent.

Fairy Yunhua had three sons: Yang Jiao died and was reincarnated into the Western Sect; Yang Jian joined the Chan Sect; and Yang Chan joined the Nuwa Palace. Each of them cultivated great supernatural powers.

Because Yang Jian achieved enlightenment very early and was renowned far and wide, Wen Zhong couldn't help but feel uneasy after seeing the visitor.

"Wen Zhong, Grand Tutor Wen!"

"Was it you who killed my Uncle-Master Jiang?"

Yang Jian immediately stepped forward and couldn't help but speak up.

"Jiang Ziya?"

"He's nothing but a traitorous villain!"

Wen Zhong scoffed. In the past, it was always the younger generation that got beaten up, but in Xiqi, it was the other way around.

"The people of Xiqi could not bear the king's rule, so they raised the banner of rebellion against the Shang dynasty, declared themselves kings, and carved out their own territory."

"Now he has taken in Huang Feihu and Li Jing, a group of traitors, and has also bewitched the four demon generals of Jiameng Pass."

"He has ruined my 100,000-strong army. As the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, I have been ordered to punish this disloyal subject."

"I have come to Xiqi on the orders of the King to quell the rebellion. What? You want to interfere in this matter too?"

Grand Tutor Wen sat atop the black Qilin. In the mortal realm, the king's command was the highest, and his decree was the most authoritative.

The king's decree is as strict as the laws and rules of heaven.

Before the end of its destiny, the human king will naturally be protected by the fortune of the human race. This is the way of heaven, this is the general trend.

"No, no!"

"Yang Jian would never dare to interfere in matters of great importance in the human world!"

"But the death of my uncle is connected to you by a great deal of karma, and this karma has not yet been resolved. Therefore, I have come here today to settle this score with you!"

Yang Jian immediately spoke up and explained his purpose.

"That's excellent!"

"This is a personal grudge. It's good that we fought it out. After this battle, my karma with Jiang Shang will be completely severed."

"We are both serving our own masters; this is destiny, not a choice I alone can make!"

Grand Tutor Wen immediately urged the Black Kirin to fight Yang Jian with his double whips, while Yang Jian came forward with his sword to meet him in battle.

In an instant, murderous intent filled the air, and weapons flashed.

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