Primordial Era: The Steady Senior Brother, Tongtian is Going Crazy

Judging from Di Jun's words and Donghuang Taiyi's expression, these two forces are bound to have a major battle.

Inside the Purple Palace, the residence of the Eastern King Duke, celestial mist swirled, creating an atmosphere even more like a fairyland than the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

Through the celestial mist, one can see many immortals deep within the Purple Palace.

The Eastern King Duke sits on his throne, ruling over all the immortals.

His brows were furrowed, and his face was full of displeasure.

Because his sharing of destiny with the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan has been exposed.

His subordinates also advised him to be cautious.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are both very powerful.

If they retaliate, Dongwanggong will not be able to withstand it.

"Hmph, I control the Myriad Immortals Formation, I fear not the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court!"

The Eastern King Duke possessed exceptional talent and created the Myriad Immortals Formation using thousands of immortals; its power was immense.

This formation can rival Di Jun's Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation.

The immortal who made the report tried to persuade him, but was loudly stopped by the Eastern King Duke.

"Don't talk about this anymore!"

The immortal immediately shut his mouth.

"Are you aware that Zhang Zhuo, the chief disciple of the Jie Sect, attacked our sect?"

"We know."

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King immediately smiled.

"Tell me, what do you think of Zhang Zhuo?"

As soon as the Eastern King Duke finished speaking, all the immortals responded immediately.

"The Jie Sect has struck gold with such a genius."

"Invite him to the Purple Palace, and the Purple Palace will prosper!"

"Nonsense! Would the Tongtian Sect Leader even allow him to come? And even if he found out, so what if he took his anger out on us!"

When the Eastern King heard his men arguing, he immediately stopped them.

Seeing that the Eastern King was displeased, all the immortals fell silent.

Zhang Zhuo was extremely talented.

His cultivation level is only at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, yet he can summon laws. This is absolutely rare and unparalleled in the world!

What Dongwanggong noticed was Zhang Zhuo's use of his Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation to summon laws.

It's not that his cultivation level is special, but that he was able to do this is truly astonishing.

The Eastern King believed that the power law summoned by Zhang Zhuo was supreme, and that he would become a top powerhouse in the primordial world.

This is the highest praise Zhang Zhuo has received from all factions.

Dongwanggong decided that even if he couldn't recruit Zhang Zhuo, he would still try to befriend him.

He immediately ordered the preparation of a precious item to be presented to Zhang Zhuo on a chosen day.

He was unaware that the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan was plotting against him.

In the vast, desolate lands of the West, there stands a Bodhi tree.

A Taoist priest sat under the tree, holding a seven-colored tree staff that shone brightly.

This Taoist is Zhunti, one of the primordial saints.

He founded the Western religion in a barren land, and preaching was extremely difficult.

Note Zhang Zhuo's opposition to the Chan sect.

He thought to himself, "It would be wonderful if Zhang Zhuo joined the Western Religion."

The Tongtian Sect Leader alone could stop Zhunti Daoist, and Zhunti Daoist could not break through.

Therefore, I can only lament that I am not destined to meet Zhang Zhuo, and my heart is filled with disappointment.

When Zhang Zhuo led the hundred immortals of the Chan Sect back to Jin'ao Island, Daoist Zhunti suddenly opened his closed eyes.

Golden light shot from his eyes, and the saint's majesty was immediately revealed. His grand voice enveloped the entire area.

"This person has a connection with our Western religion!"

Zhunti's tone was very urgent.

But no one knows exactly what he was referring to.

But this matter is definitely related to Zhang Zhuo.

Just then, the divine sense of Daoist Zhunti quietly arrived in front of the Jade Void Palace.

In an instant, Daoist Zhunti vanished without a trace.

This happened just as the Western religion found its destined person.

The Wu tribe was very worried about Zhang Zhuo's matter.

The ancestral witch, whose height was unknown, stood there majestically.

All twelve Ancestral Witches were present, and they were fiercely debating whether or not to host a banquet for Zhang Zhuo, the reincarnation of Pangu, the Father God.

"We must immediately host a banquet for Zhang Zhuo!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of fire, was the first to speak, and his voice shook the entire space.

The released flames of law instantly burned away everything in the surrounding space.

But no sooner had Zhu Rong finished speaking than another thunderous voice rang out in the Pangu Palace.

"I strongly object. Zhang Zhuo is only a Taiyi Golden Immortal. We are of noble status and should not invite him."

The one speaking was Gonggong, the ancestral sorcerer of water and Zhurong's mortal enemy.

The two had always been at odds, but Gonggong had given this matter much thought.

"Gonggong, didn't you say you admired Zhang Zhuo? Why are you now opposing inviting him to a banquet?"

At this moment, a voice containing the laws of time rang out again.

The sound seemed to come from the ancient wilderness, yet it also seemed to appear here instantly.

The speaker was none other than Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and a deafening sound echoed through the heavens.

"Zhang Zhuo has inherited the power of Father God Pangu, we must invite him here immediately."

The ancestor of wind, Wu Tian, ​​said.

"Why should a junior like me be allowed to host a banquet? I object!"

Upon hearing this, the other ancestral witches all retreated, displeased with the speaker.

The speaker was Xi Zi, the ancestor of electricity.

The twelve ancestral witches argued endlessly over the matter of hosting a banquet for Zhang Zhuo.

"Stop arguing!"

Dijiang, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

As soon as he spoke, the space immediately became calm, and the other ancestral witches also quieted down.

As the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, no one dared to disobey Dijiang.

"Listen to our eldest brother? We..."

"Big brother must have already made a decision."

"Stop arguing, listen to your older brother!"

The gazes of the other Ancestral Witches were all focused on Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch of Speed.

Seeing that the shamans were staring at him, Dijiang said something that the other ancestral shamans could not refute.

"Let's discuss it again!"

In short, at this moment, countless forces in the primordial world were shaken by Zhang Zhuo alone!

Afterwards, the evaluations from the various capable individuals differed.

But Zhang Zhuo knew nothing about any of this.

He has now returned to Jin'ao Island.

After returning to the mountain gate, Zhang Zhuo assigned tasks to the Twelve Golden Immortals, who were probably the disciples of the Eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Zhang Zhuo has already given the order and even named them, so naturally they should be fully utilized.

"Junior brother, take the others to repair various parts of the mountain gate."

Zhang Zhuo let Duobao arrange for the remaining hundred immortals of the Chan Sect, leaving the twelve Golden Immortals to serve him.

After receiving the order, Duobao led the immortals of the Chan Sect to the mountain gate to arrange the repair work.

"Go boil some water."

Zhang Zhuo pointed at Chi Jingzi and gave the order.

Chi Jingzi looked unwell.

He is a Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, how could he do such rough work?

"You've gone too far!"

The red sperm shouted angrily.

Zhang Zhuo ignored him and conjured a long whip in his hand.

The whip is thin and long, and looks weak, but it is actually very sturdy.

"Snapped!"

With a flick of the whip, it pointed directly at Chi Jingzi.

Chi Jingzi understood Zhang Zhuo's meaning and a smile appeared on his face.

With his immortal cultivation level, he was not afraid of the long whip at all.

Even if I get hit, I don't feel any pain.

"Even if I let you hit me... Ah!"

Before Chi Jingzi could finish speaking, his shrill screams echoed from the mountain gate.

The immortals of the Jie Sect at the foot of the mountain exclaimed, "Our eldest brother is indeed formidable!"

Chi Jingzi had no idea that Zhang Zhuo's whip was imbued with the power of laws.

Even if he still possessed magical powers, he couldn't withstand this whip.

Adding the power of laws to a whip—isn't that making a mountain out of a molehill?

Guang Chengzi muttered, "Isn't this using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Jingzi turned pale.

Guang Chengzi's words were essentially comparing him to a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, Zhang Zhuo spoke, his voice calm, yet it frightened Chi Jingzi.

"Get out of here now!"

Chi Jingzi was startled by Zhang Zhuo's words.

He had lost all his magical powers and didn't want to experience that excruciating pain again.

Chi Jingzi immediately went to start a fire and boil water, not daring to delay.