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

Inside the pavilion in the backyard of the General's Mansion at Jiepai Pass.

A cool night breeze blew down a few pine needles.

Faced with Yunxiao's red eyes and her trembling words, "You've suffered," Xiao Wuji simply smiled gently.

"Master, you don't need to look at me like that, nor do you need to think that I have suffered a great injustice."

Xiao Wuji gently pushed the teacup in front of Yunxiao, his calm tone revealing a reassuring confidence.

"Those people from the Chan Sect may seem high and mighty, spouting off about following the will of Heaven, but in reality they are just a bunch of vulgar people who seek profit and avoid harm."

"If you're more ruthless and shameless than them, they'll naturally be afraid."

"Besides, aren't I sitting here unharmed, having tea with you?"

Hearing these words of comfort, Yunxiao's eyes still held back the tears.

She picked up her teacup, looked at the composed young man before her, and all her unspoken words were finally condensed into a soft sigh that was both gratifying and poignant.

She knew that her apprentice had truly grown up. She had even reached a level that she herself had to look up to.

……

The heartwarming conversation between master and apprentice at night is just a microcosm of the peaceful corner of Jiepai Pass.

Outside Jiepai Pass, Xiao Wuji's heroic act of blocking Yuanshi Tianzun had already spread throughout the entire prehistoric world!

The primordial continent is dotted with various blessed lands and grotto-heavens.

Those ancient powerful beings who had been living in seclusion since the Lich Wars were all in a state of shock, their divine thoughts intertwining wildly in the void, discussing amongst themselves.

"When did the Jie Sect produce such a heaven-defying figure?"

"Could it be that something unexpected is about to happen during this great calamity?"

"This is interesting. The Shang Dynasty was already on the verge of collapse, but even after Tongtian was defeated, such a being has emerged. This is truly fascinating."

Wanshoushan Wuzhuang Temple

Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal, stood before the Heaven and Earth Mirror, unable to recover for a long time.

He stroked his long beard and let out a long sigh: "A third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect was able to withstand a Heavenly Dao Saint's attack on his very essence using only an array formation without sustaining any harm?"

At this point, a hint of hesitation appeared in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes.

After a long silence, a look of dejection appeared in his eyes, and he sighed softly, "Was I truly wrong back then? What would have happened if I had fought to the death with that demon race?"

"My friend Hongyun...sigh~"

Deep within the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Styx Ancestor sat upright on the crimson lotus of karmic fire, uttering a hoarse voice.

"That old scoundrel Yuanshi, who always prides himself on following the will of Heaven, has been humiliated by a junior in front of the entire prehistoric world. He's really lost face!"

"However, what exactly is that protective light barrier? Its defensive strength is simply terrifying!"

In a single day.

The name Xiao Wuji resounded throughout the highest echelons of the primordial world.

Everyone was marveling at the incredible abilities of the Jie Sect disciples, and they all wondered what that faint light, which even a saint couldn't cleave, was.

……

The Nine Netherworld, the Palace of Peaceful Hearts.

Inside the dark and deep hall, the River of Oblivion flowed quietly.

"Your Majesty! You weren't there; you didn't see that scene!"

The Ancestral Witch Xuanming, abandoning his usual aloof demeanor, was now standing in the center of the hall, gesturing wildly as he vividly recounted his experiences at Jiepai Pass to Lady Pingxin.

"That kid not only has terrifyingly powerful physical abilities, but his temperament is also exactly my type!"

Xuanming's eyes were filled with admiration and fervor: "He's even more arrogant than our witch clan!"

"This time, that old scoundrel Yuanshi Tianzun personally took to the field, and not only was he not afraid, he even dared to stand on the city wall and point his finger at the sage's nose to curse! I think Yuanshi's face turned green at that moment, it was truly satisfying!"

Empress Pingxin sat serenely upon the Six Paths of Reincarnation, dressed in plain white robes, her face filled with compassion and grace.

Listening to Xuanming's description, a strong sense of curiosity flashed in her eyes, which seemed to have seen through the cycle of life and death.

"A powerful physical body, fearless of holy might, and even a strange light barrier that can perfectly reflect the sword energy of the Pangu Banner..." Empress Pingxin murmured softly.

She governs the Underworld and has a profound understanding of all things in the primordial world, yet she has never heard of any formation or magical artifact that can display such absolute defense that ignores the laws of heaven.

She pondered for a moment, then slowly raised her jade-like finger and gently touched the waters of the River of Oblivion in front of her.

hum.

Amidst the rippling water, a hidden avatar imbued with the pure laws of reincarnation quietly coalesced from the netherworld.

"This anomaly is related to the course of the great calamity, and even to the future of our witch clan."

Empress Pingxin looked at the avatar and softly instructed, "Go to the mortal realm's boundary gate. There are some things I need to ask him personally."

Its form nodded slightly, instantly merging into the void and heading straight for the human world.

……

It is completely different from the warmth of Jiepai Pass and the curiosity of the underworld.

At this moment, the Xiqi camp was shrouded in a deathly oppressive atmosphere.

Winter has arrived, and heavy snow is falling outside the camp, turning the world into a pristine white.

But even the heaviest snowstorm couldn't mask the suffocating, chilling atmosphere within the central command tent.

Inside the large tent.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Zhunti Daoren, and Jieyin Daoren, the four sages of the Heavenly Dao, sat facing each other.

The command tent, originally used to discuss the grand plan to overthrow King Zhou, was now so quiet that even a tea-serving boy dared not approach it.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat in the main seat, his face as black as ink.

The Jade Purity Immortal Light surrounding him fluctuated violently and unstablely, crushing fine cracks into the couch beneath him.

shame!

What a shame!

For the Jade Purity Saint, who values ​​rules and reputation above all else, today's events are worse than death.

In front of all the great powers of the primordial world, he personally took action, but not only did he fail to break through a mortal barrier, he was also publicly ridiculed by a third-generation disciple.

In the end, although it was Taiqing Laozi who blocked them, they still had to retreat back to the camp in a sorry state!

He had never suffered such a great loss or lost such face in countless eons!

Yuanshi Tianzun gritted his teeth, his chest heaving slightly, the murderous intent in his eyes almost burning the entire tent to ashes.

The tent was deathly silent.

Taiqing Laozi slightly closed his eyelids, remained silent, as if everything around him was irrelevant.

The guide also lowered his eyes, silently turning the prayer beads in his hands and chanting Buddhist mantras in a low voice.

No one wants to provoke the ever-erupting volcano of the Primordial Celestial Venerable at this time.

After a long while, the sound of wind and snow outside grew increasingly fierce.

Only Zhunti Daoist glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He knew that without breaking through the border pass, the plan for the great prosperity of the West would be impossible.

Zhunti stopped plucking the Seven Treasures Tree, breaking the suffocating silence.

He frowned, his expression a mixture of hesitation and helplessness, and slowly began to speak.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

Zhunti's voice sounded particularly abrupt in the empty tent: "The light screen at Jiepai Pass is perfectly integrated, without any flaws."

"Tongtian's attitude was firm; he would never back down."

He looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, but which caused them immense headaches.

"What should we do next?"