Primordial Era: I've become a cheat code by taking Yang Jian as my disciple?

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The Ten Thousand Mountains, the outer mountain range.

Thirteen beams of divine light descended simultaneously from different directions, sealing off all the entrances and exits to the entire mountain range like an iron barrel.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, plus the Vice Sect Leader, Daoist Randeng—thirteen cultivators at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals—gathered in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The person in the lead held a glass lamp, with a thin face and half-closed, half-open eyes, looking compassionate and sympathetic.

He is one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, and now the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, Daoist Ran Deng.

"Disciples."

The voice of the lamp-burning immortal was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Golden Immortal: "Master's decree—if you discover any trace of the Chaos Bell, you must not act without authorization, but send a message to Master. However, you have been stationed here for more than three months, and there is not even a trace of the Chaos Bell. On the contrary, the remnants of the demon race in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are growing stronger day by day."

"The Great Calamity is approaching, and the Investiture of the Gods is still lacking a true god. Do you all think that the more than 37,000 demons in these Hundred Thousand Mountains... would be a ready-made spot?"

The words were polite, but the meaning was blunt—to kill demons and fill the list.

Taiyi Zhenren frowned.

He was the most straightforward and was the first to speak.

"Senior Brother Ran Deng, the Master's decree is to 'guard,' not 'exterminate.' Taking action without authorization, if it alerts the Chaos Bell..."

"The Chaos Bell is not here."

The lamp interrupted him, its tone resolute.

Before Taiyi Zhenren could say anything more, Guangchengzi spoke up first.

"Brother Ran Deng is right. The remnants of the demon race are destined to fill the vacancy during the Great Tribulation. Rather than waiting idly, it's better to eliminate them first. Even if the Chaos Bell returns, the thirteen Great Luo Immortals working together shouldn't be unable to handle it."

Chi Jingzi nodded in agreement.

Moral True Lord and Ju Liusun exchanged a glance, remaining silent—silence meant acquiescence.

Huanglong Zhenren, Lingbao Dafashi, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and others each had their own thoughts, but after Randeng and Guangchengzi expressed their opinions one after another, the opposing voices could no longer make a ripple.

Master Yu Ding stood at the very end, arms crossed, his face expressionless.

His mind was not on the demon race.

More than three years have passed, and Yang Jian's whereabouts remain a mystery.

He took Yuan Hong as his disciple, and Yuan Hong's talent was indeed not bad - he had already cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to the fourth level, and his combat strength was among the top of the third-generation disciples.

But Master Yu Ding knew the truth in his heart.

Yuan Hong is not Yang Jian.

It wasn't a lack of talent, but rather that kind of drive—that indescribable drive, twisted together by hatred, responsibility, and a younger sister's smiling face.

"Since everyone has no objections..."

The sound of the lamp being lit pulled Master Yu Ding back to reality. "Then—set up the formation!"

Thirteen beams of immortal light surged simultaneously.

A massive array covering the outer edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains took shape within half an hour.

This is the Immortal Spiritual Light Array of the Chan Sect—the Twelve Golden Immortals each guard a position, with Burning Lamp in the center providing support. Using the power of the Great Luo Golden Immortals as a link, they seal off the Hundred Thousand Mountains into an airtight cage.

The moment the formation was completed, the demons in the mountains noticed something amiss.

Bai Ze stood on Dragon Bone Cliff, gazing at the golden light curtain visible to the naked eye in the sky, his gaunt face contorted with wrinkles.

"They're here."

……

The eight thousand battle-ready demons in the Ten Thousand Mountains quickly entered battle preparation under Bai Ze's command.

But Bai Ze knew better than anyone else that he couldn't stop it.

There are two quasi-saints.

He himself, and Jiuying.

However, Jiuying was seriously injured during the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, and is still recuperating in a secret cave underground.

Of the nine heads, only six are still functioning properly, resulting in a loss of more than half of their combat power.

As for himself—after separating the Condensed Abyss Flame, he dropped from the mid-stage Quasi-Saint to the early-stage Quasi-Saint.

One crippled Quasi-Saint, plus a weakened Quasi-Saint, against thirteen Great Luo Golden Immortals!

Even a single Great Luo Golden Immortal is no match for a Quasi-Saint.

But thirteen of them were bound together, and there was also a powerful formation protecting them...

"General Bai Ze!"

A massive demon with a tiger's head and a human body galloped over, kneeling on one knee. "The third line of defense on the south side has been breached! Chi Jingzi, with three disciples, wiped out our trap array in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"

"Retreat the fourth line of defense to Biluo Valley and use the terrain to delay them!"

"yes!"

The tiger demon departed.

Bai Ze turned and walked into the cave. On the stone wall inside the cave, he carved out a huge topographical map of the Ten Thousand Mountains with his demonic power.

The locations of the various defensive lines, the distribution of the demon forces, and the advance routes of the Chan Sect's Golden Immortals—all are shown on the map.

Bai Ze looked at it for a long time, then reached out and drew a circle in the center of the picture.

"This is the only move left."

The location he circled was the very center of the Ten Thousand Mountains!

The Zhou Tian Star Array.

The demon race's clan-protecting formation.

The complete version of the Zhou Tian Star Array requires 365 Great Luo Golden Immortals as star positions, plus Donghuang Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Jun to each control the sun and moon as the array's core.

During the Lich Wars, this formation trapped all twelve Ancestral Witches.

But now—three hundred and sixty-five Great Luo?

Not to mention the core of the formation.

The Eastern Emperor perished, the Demon Emperor perished, and the Chaos Bell is no more.

All Bai Ze could do was use a version that was incomplete and simplified to the extreme.

It took Bai Ze seven days to set up the incomplete version of the Zhou Tian Star Array!

Within seven days, the outer defense line of the Ten Thousand Mountains was crushed one by one by the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Bai Ze stood in front of a broken monument in the center of the ruins, his hands pressed against the surface, his demonic power flowing into it continuously.

The broken stele is the foundation of the formation.

The original Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array had 365 array bases, distributed throughout the entire prehistoric land.

Bai Ze spent seven days carving out thirty-six replacement array bases within a fifty-mile radius of the center of the Ten Thousand Mountains, using demon blood as ink and demon bones as pens.

Thirty-six.

Only one-tenth of the original.

How much has its power been reduced?

Bai Ze himself didn't want to calculate it.

But he had no other choice.

"Nine-Headed Serpent!"

A deep roar came from the depths of the earth.

The earth trembled, and a gigantic figure burst forth from the secret cave.

Nine heads—no, six.

The other three had hollow bases, with thick scabs covering the broken ends, and black blood seeping from the gaps.

The nine infants' six pairs of eyes were blood red.

"Bai Ze, are you crazy? A flawed version of the Zhou Tian Star Array—you're planning to throw your life away?"

Given Bai Ze's current state, even if it's just a damaged version of the great formation, he could very well be killed by the backlash of the formation's power!

Bai Ze's voice was hoarse: "If we don't set up an array, are we just going to watch my demon clan's sons be slaughtered and imprisoned by the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect?"

The six heads of the Nine-Headed Serpent fell silent simultaneously.

Bai Ze looked up at the sky obscured by demonic energy, his withered fingers rubbing the faded beast bone ring on his wrist.

Then he began to activate the great formation.

"rise--!"

All thirty-six array bases lit up simultaneously.

Crimson array patterns spread out from the ground, covering an area of ​​fifty miles in radius!

Immediately afterwards—a sky full of starlight surged toward the Ten Thousand Mountains.

It's not starlight at night.

Under the bright daylight, the power of countless stars pierced through the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, crashing down on the sky above the Hundred Thousand Mountains!

Starlight filled the sky, causing the golden light screen of the Chan Sect's Immortal Spiritual Light Array to tremble violently.

"This is—the Zhou Tian Star Array?!"

The expression on the face of the Taoist Ran Deng changed drastically.

As the deputy leader, he was well aware of the demon race's clan-protecting formation.

He had witnessed the devastation of the Lich Wars firsthand!