After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Inside the General's Mansion, the vast torrent of sword energy gradually subsided.

Xiao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and a faint, gray, annihilating sword light flashed and disappeared deep in his pupils.

This supreme killing technique, combined with the vast power of the twenty-four minor worlds within his body, is like adding wings to a tiger.

The Tongtian Sect Leader withdrew his finger, and his eyes, which were usually filled with arrogance and domineering, now showed a rare hint of gentleness.

He looked at his grand-disciple who had brought him countless surprises and sighed softly.

"Wuji, you have earned enough face for my Jie Sect, you have done more than enough."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's voice was not loud, but it carried the concern of an elder: "Come back to Jin'ao Island with me."

"The tribulations to come are beyond the scope of a junior's battle; they are a contest between sages. Staying here is not something you can withstand."

Feeling the earth-shattering insights into swordsmanship in his mind, Xiao Wuji felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

However, there were some things he wanted to do but couldn't. If he left, he would lose the system's rewards.

Moreover, he also wanted revenge, to use his own abilities to avenge his three masters.

The Three Immortals have treated him well. It was one thing that he didn't have the strength before, but now that he does, how could he possibly turn a blind eye to it?

Xiao Wuji looked at the Tongtian Sect Leader with no fear in his eyes, only unwavering determination. He slowly shook his head.

"I will always remember my master's kindness."

"But your disciple will not leave."

Xiao Wuji looked directly into the Sage's eyes, his words ringing out: "If I retreat, Jiepai Pass will become an empty city, and the Chan Sect's army can drive straight in and threaten Chaoge."

"Moreover, my three masters, Yunxiao, Bixiao, and Qiongxiao, have treated me well. Now that things have come to this point, I cannot let the Chan Sect go unpunished."

"If there is any hope, I would like to rescue Master Yunxiao."

The hall was completely silent.

The Master of Heaven stared at him for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, okay."

The Tongtian Sect Leader patted Xiao Wuji heavily on the shoulder, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration and pride.

"With such backbone and such courage, you are worthy of being a disciple of my Jie Sect! Since you have made up your mind, I will not force you any further."

"Go ahead and do your best, and take care. Remember, if things don't work out, retreat as soon as possible, lest you get yourself ruined."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on the Tongtian Sect Leader's face vanished instantly, replaced by a chillingly murderous intent.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of Jiepai Pass, looking towards the distant heavens beyond.

"Those self-righteous hypocrites from the Chan Sect have actually joined forces with outsiders to deal with my Jie Sect! This is simply outrageous!"

A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Leader, his voice chilling: "I cannot linger here. The calculation of the Myriad Immortals Formation has reached its most critical moment, and I must return to Biyou Palace immediately."

"Once I have completely integrated the Six Soul Banner with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, I will inscribe the names of those old scoundrels upon it. I will make them understand that the foundation of my Intercepting Sect is not something they can trample on at will!"

"Grandmaster, you will surely achieve a resounding victory on your journey." Xiao Wuji bowed respectfully.

"Watch out, a big storm is coming."

The Tongtian Sect Leader left behind a message, then his figure transformed into a gentle breeze, instantly disappearing from the hall and directly crossing the endless East Sea to return to Jin'ao Island.

With the departure of the sage, the omnipresent supreme pressure also dissipated.

Xiao Wuji straightened up and took a deep breath. He didn't linger outside, but turned and walked directly into the absolute secret chamber beneath the General's Mansion.

He is going into seclusion.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique passed down by the Tongtian Sect Master is too vast. He must completely fuse it with the power within his body in the shortest possible time, and even go further to completely step into the realm of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

Now that we have the Pure Land of Primordial Chaos, we can protect ourselves without worry.

But as I said before, Hunyuan Pure Land is only for self-preservation. He wants to make the Chan Sect pay the price, and even find an opportunity to rescue Master Yunxiao who is suppressed under Qilin Cliff.

Inside the secret chamber, the twelve-petaled pure white lotus cast a soft glow.

Xiao Wuji sat cross-legged, and within his vital points, the twenty-four lesser worlds were in operation. Each birth and death of a world stirred up an incredibly vast force of boundary energy.

The newly acquired Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique was like an unparalleled blade, constantly traversing, slashing, and honing itself in these twenty-four worlds.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the outside world experiences the changing seasons.

New grass sprouted on the land outside Jiepai Pass, only to be tinged withered yellow by the autumn frost.

Deep within the secret chamber, Xiao Wuji's seclusion had reached its most crucial transformative moment.

"The sword cleaves the heavens, and immense power returns to my body!"

As Xiao Wuji let out a silent roar in his heart.

boom--!!!

A truly earth-shattering roar seemed to emanate from within him.

Those twenty-four minor worlds, under the slashing of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Intent, completely merged with his flesh, meridians, and bones, becoming one with him.

An unprecedented qualitative change spread wildly through his soul and body, and his internal energy surged wildly, surpassing the ultimate level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in the blink of an eye.

After a long while, Xiao Wuji slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't exude any earth-shattering magical power, and he even completely concealed the perfect Daoist aura that a Great Luo Golden Immortal would normally possess. He looked as simple and unadorned as an ordinary mortal.

But this is only the surface; deep within his eyes lies an abyss capable of swallowing everything.

He became a Primordial Golden Immortal.

"call……"

Xiao Wuji exhaled a long breath, and a black crack that could not be healed for a long time appeared in the void.

He stood up, preparing to leave the pass.

However, on the very same day and at the same moment he took that first step.

Outside Jiepai Pass, a sudden change occurred.

The sky, which had been somewhat gloomy and desolate due to the late autumn, was suddenly torn apart by an auspicious aura without warning.

In the east, a vast expanse of purple aura stretched for 30,000 miles, like a purple celestial river flowing backwards, dyeing half the sky with unparalleled majesty.

In the West, the sounds of chanting and the fragrance of sandalwood filled the air. On the barren, desolate land, countless golden lotuses appeared out of nowhere.

Two completely different, yet equally supreme and terrifying auras arrived together, instantly locking down all space and time within a radius of 100,000 li around Jiepai Pass.

Above the clouds, two figures slowly emerged.

On the left is a man riding backwards on a blue ox, his beard and hair are all white, and his face is as calm as still water.

He wasn't holding a whisk in his hand, but rather a faintly visible phantom of a Tai Chi diagram.

This person exuded no murderous aura, but rather a supreme Daoist charm that blended with heaven and earth and followed the principle of non-action.

It is the benevolent incarnation of Laozi, who traveled through the primordial world.

The person on the right has a thin face, full of compassion and suffering.

He held a strange tree branch that shimmered with seven-colored light in his hand, and a halo of Buddha's light shone behind his head. With each step he took, there was a chanting of Buddhist hymns.

This is the incarnation of Bodhi Patriarch, the Western Sage Zhunti.

Both of them were avatars. Xiao Wuji was only a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect. If a saint were to take action directly, it would be somewhat embarrassing for him.

Therefore, during the previous discussions, they decided to take action first. If they could resolve the issue, that would be best. If not, they would deal with it later.