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

Above Jiepai Pass, Yuanshi Tianzun pointed his fingers into a sword, and the sword energy, imbued with the essence of a sage, slashed down fiercely.

However, when that sword beam, powerful enough to sever the river of time, touched the light barrier of the Primordial Pure Land, this seemingly faint halo remained as steady as Mount Tai.

There was no deafening shattering sound; the domineering and unparalleled power of the saint was directly rejected by the rules of the Pure Land, without even a crack being torn open.

However, power does not disappear into thin air.

As long as the light barrier remained intact, the immense backlash that could not be completely neutralized, along with the lingering aftershocks of the sword energy, instantly changed direction.

Like a tsunami bursting its banks, it swept wildly across the vast, desolate land in all directions, clinging to the edge of the light curtain!

The earth cracked inch by inch, and the void collapsed in large areas.

The view expands to the Huoyun Cave of Zhonghuang Mountain.

The once calm and tranquil ocean of human destiny is now violently churning, stirring up towering waves.

The three holy emperors, Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan, who were sitting upright in the cave, suddenly stood up, their faces showing shock.

"What a violent aftershock of the saint's power!"

The Yellow Emperor's eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.

If the aftershocks of the rebounded sword energy were allowed to sweep across the Eastern Continent, the land of Kyushu would instantly be ravaged by death and reduced to scorched earth.

"Protect the Nine Provinces!"

Shennong gave a low shout. The Nine Tripods of Yu, enshrined deep within the sacred land of the human race, sensed the calamity and emitted a deafening hum.

Nine ancient bronze cauldrons flew out of the Fire Cloud Cave with a roar, swollen against the wind, and transformed into nine majestic ancient divine mountains in the sky above the Nine Provinces.

An endless curtain of human destiny descended like a golden waterfall, forming an iron wall that fiercely protected the territory of the human race in the Nine Provinces, forcefully blocking the destructive aftershocks that swept across the sky.

Feeling the earth-shattering impact outside the light curtain, Shennong looked towards Jiepai Pass, his eyes filled with tremor.

"When did such a being ever appear at Jiepai Pass, capable of forcing the Primordial Celestial Venerable to disregard his dignity as a sage and wield such immense power?"

It's not just Huoyun Cave.

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, inside the Nuwa Palace.

The goddess Nuwa gazed at Jiepai Pass, equally startled by the commotion there. A flicker of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes as she looked at the faint light above the pass.

"This great Shang dynasty has produced quite an extraordinary figure."

She sighed softly, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the direction of Chaoge, the capital of the human race.

But the thought of Di Xin, who wrote those blasphemous poems, brought an undisguised look of disgust to Nuwa's beautiful face.

With a cold snort, Nuwa closed her eyes again, sealing off the secrets of the Nuwa Palace, no longer paying attention to the chaos and grudges of the mortal world.

In other hidden corners of the primordial world.

In the Netherworld Blood Sea, Wuzhuang Temple, and the depths of the Northern Underworld... countless powerful beings who have been dormant since ancient times are all experiencing a violent shock, their divine thoughts frantically intertwining in the void.

Everyone could see that the sword strike from the Primordial Celestial Venerable was not a test, but rather a genuine display of his sage essence!

Yet this earth-shattering power was blocked one after another by the inconspicuous light barrier at Jiepai Pass, without even a crack appearing!

"How is this possible? The Jie Sect is renowned for its formations; could it be some kind of formation?"

"There is a certain possibility. In the past, the Three Immortals of Yunxiao used the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation to weaken the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. As a disciple of Yunxiao, it is not impossible for Xiao Wuji to do so."

"Are you kidding me? Block the power of a sage? What kind of formation do you think has that kind of power?"

The powerful figures discussed it amongst themselves, some believing it to be a formation, others disagreeing, but none could pinpoint the reason, leaving them unsure of their own abilities.

After all, it's quite unusual for a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect to repeatedly humiliate a high-ranking Heavenly Saint. Such a feat is not something that can be accomplished solely through formations.

Meanwhile, at Jiepai Pass.

Standing beside Xiao Wuji, the Tongtian Sect Leader couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

This kid can even block the methods of a saint's origin. Could he have received the legacy of some chaotic demon god?

Beyond the pass, all was as silent as a graveyard.

Yuanshi Tianzun hovered in mid-air, his once majestic face now completely distorted by extreme humiliation.

The auspicious clouds above his head churned violently like boiling water, and the Jade Purity Holy Light around him even became disordered, with the surrounding space being crushed and cracked inch by inch with a series of explosive sounds.

A dignified Heavenly Saint, who unleashed his ultimate attack using the power of his very origin, was actually blocked one after another by a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect!

"Master Yuanshi."

On the city wall, Xiao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back. He did not repeat his previous vulgar words, but the sarcasm in his eyes was even more scathing.

"Is this what you call conforming to the will of Heaven? Is this your supreme power to bestow divine titles on behalf of Heaven?"

Xiao Wuji's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a knife, precisely piercing Yuanshi Tianzun's lungs.

"If even a dignified Jade Purity Saint, when exerting his full power, cannot overcome the obstacle set up by a third-generation disciple of my Jie Sect, then I advise you, my junior disciple, to return to Kunlun Mountain for secluded cultivation as soon as possible."

"Lest you completely lose your saintly dignity, which is more precious than life itself, in this mortal world's carnage!"

"This so-called Mandate of Heaven in Zhou seems to be nothing more than a self-deceiving lie on your part, doesn't it?"

This harsh mockery was like a resounding slap across the face of Yuanshi Tianzun.

In front of countless powerful beings in the primordial world, being ridiculed by a junior like this, he could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

"You wicked creature! Today I will annihilate you, body and soul!"

boom!

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was surrounded by holy light, and with a wave of his right hand, an ancient banner radiating an aura that could tear apart the primordial chaos appeared in his palm.

Pangu Banner!

The killing intent solidified into a tangible substance. Yuanshi Tianzun gripped the banner pole tightly, about to unleash a full-force attack that even the Heavenly Dao feared, forcibly tearing this world apart.

"Junior brother, stop!"

At this critical moment, Taiqing Laozi stepped forward and stopped Yuanshi Tianzun.

This sage, who was usually inactive, now had an extremely solemn expression.

"Senior brother, don't stop me!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared angrily.

"Are you crazy?" Taiqing Laozi said sternly, lowering his voice to scold.

"Keep attacking; it's uncertain whether the light barrier at Jiepai Pass will be broken."

"But this vast, untamed land, spanning billions of miles, will inevitably crack apart due to the force of the recoil from the collision between the Pangu Banner and the light barrier!"

Taiqing Laozi looked directly into Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes: "Is there any supreme treasure here to suppress the earth's veins?"

"Once the Nine Provinces shatter and billions of humans perish, the boundless karmic burden will weigh upon us, shaking even the foundations of a saint. How can you and I bear such a fate?"

"Could it be that the final outcome will fall on the disciples of this sect, leading to another conferment of titles upon them?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's body stiffened abruptly, his hand holding the Pangu Banner trembled slightly, and he felt extremely unwilling.

He had boasted that he would conquer Jiepai Pass, but now not only has he failed to capture the city, he has suffered repeated humiliations and lost face.

If they were to retreat like this, how would the Chan Sect ever be able to hold its head high in the prehistoric world again?

However, he knew that what Taiqing said was true. The Investiture of the Gods was caused by the killings of the Three Sovereigns in the past. The backlash from that sword energy had already drawn out the Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great.

If the Pangu Banner were used to bombard this strange light barrier with all its might, it would be fine if the opponent could not withstand it, but if they could withstand it, the destructive power generated would be enough to shatter half of the prehistoric world.

Humanity is the protagonist of heaven and earth; no one can bear such world-destroying karma.

Yuanshi Tianzun's chest heaved violently as he stared intently at Xiao Wuji, who was standing on the city wall with a mocking expression, wishing he could devour him alive.

Finally, he forced down the foul, sweet taste, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a few words.

"Back to camp! Let's reconsider!"