Primordial Era: Taibai, the Poison Master of Yaochi, drives a Sage insane!

Meanwhile, Skull Mountain is a secluded and tranquil place with a deep white bone cave, rarely visited by people. The cave is peaceful and serene, making it a rare quiet place for cultivation.

At this moment, the entire Skull Mountain remains peaceful and calm, without wind, waves, disaster, or disturbance.

Just then, a dazzling streak of light suddenly shot down from the sky, moving at an extreme speed, tearing through the air and carrying a faint rumble of Daoist energy, before crashing straight down in front of the White Bone Cave.

A soft tremor resounded.

As the light landed, it instantly stirred up a faint ripple of spiritual energy in front of the cave entrance. The ground trembled slightly, and the spiritual energy spread out in all directions before returning to calm in an instant.

Before long, light footsteps were heard inside the cave, and a boy quickly walked out; it was none other than the Colorful Cloud Boy.

Upon first seeing the jade bottle, the Cloud Boy was filled with astonishment.

Caiyun Tongzi dared not delay and hurriedly stepped forward, carefully circling the jade bottle to examine it for a long time, repeatedly sensing the pure spiritual energy emanating from the bottle. The more he looked, the more astonished he became.

Deep inside the cave, the stone platform is serene, with wisps of smoke rising from it.

The cave was peaceful, with only the Daoist aura flowing gently within.

"Master! Master!"

"This disciple just found a strange jade bottle outside the cave entrance. It has an extraordinary origin. Master, please examine it quickly!"

He reached out and took the jade bottle from the Cloud Boy. As soon as his fingertips touched the bottle, he was slightly taken aback.

"Where did this treasure come from?"

"This disciple does not know its origin. This object fell from the sky and landed in front of the cave. I only noticed it then and immediately took it to pay my respects to my master."

Shi Ji was taken aback. Could it be that some fellow Daoist from the prehistoric world had accidentally lost their personal treasure here while passing through this place?

As soon as the bottle cap was opened, a vast and boundless aura of the Dao of Water surged into the sky, filling the entire White Bone Cave.

Lady Shiji's pupils shrank suddenly, and she was completely stunned, letting out an incredulous exclamation.

"The Complete Laws of Water!"

Having cultivated for a thousand years and traveled through the primordial world, I have seen countless spiritual treasures and opportunities, but I have never seen such a pure and perfect source of laws.

You must understand that a complete law is extremely rare; it is something that only top-grade innate spiritual treasures possess.

However, this jade bottle contains the complete and perfect Great Dao of Water Laws, because Yaochi possesses the Ren Water Peaches, and thus has the complete and flawless Great Dao of Ren Water.

This is a direct compression of the laws and maxims into the jade bottle!

Biyun Tongzi, who was standing nearby, also arrived. Seeing his master's expression, he quickly asked in a low voice.

It took Lady Shiji a long time to calm herself down. Her eyes were extremely solemn as she slowly nodded.

"The complete and flawless Dao of Water Law cannot be contained by ordinary acquired spiritual treasures, and even ordinary innate spiritual treasures find it difficult to condense. Such a perfect origin can only be contained within a top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

Lady Shiji held the jade bottle, examining it repeatedly, her heart filled with surprise and doubt.

Both the Cloud Boy and the Azure Cloud Boy shook their heads, their faces full of confusion.

The two boys exchanged a glance and asked again.

Lady Shiji remained silent for a moment, her mind calmed down, and her expression returned to its usual serene and impartial state.

"No matter who this fellow Daoist is, whether the other party placed it intentionally or lost it unintentionally, the treasure has come to my cave, which is our opportunity, but we cannot keep this unclaimed treasure for ourselves."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lady Shiji raised her hand and carefully put away the peerless jade bottle containing the complete laws of water into her own storage treasure, waiting for further developments.

............

The entire Investiture of the Gods has progressed to this point, and the overall situation has changed drastically from the original trajectory. Various forces are secretly making arrangements, pulling and balancing each other. The most crucial variable is Nezha of Chentang Pass.

Jiang Wenhuan has now raised the banner of rebellion against the Shang Dynasty, and his entire army is advancing westward. Chentang Pass is located at the strategic point of the East China Sea, guarding the throat of both land and water routes. Once this formidable pass is breached by Jiang Wenhuan, he can drive straight into the Central Plains. The hearts of the feudal lords in all directions will surely be shaken, and the foundation of the Shang Dynasty will be directly shaken. This is an excellent opportunity for the Heavenly Court and the Jie Sect to break the deadlock.

On the other side, the war in Xiqi has spread out completely. The Chan Sect is determined to seize the rightful place in the war against Shang. Unable to afford a prolonged stalemate, they have no choice but to launch an offensive ahead of schedule.

Shen Gongbao traveled far and wide, visiting various sacred mountains and islands to invite Jiejiao cultivators to descend the mountain and assist the Shang army. A steady stream of Jiejiao disciples rushed to the city of Xiqi, taking turns to fight against the Chanjiao disciples.

One great battle followed another, with countless Jie Sect cultivators dying and their souls dissipating, their spirits flying directly into the Investiture of the Gods Platform, rapidly filling the list of names. The continuous casualties fueled a torrent of resentment throughout Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island, and all the Jie Sect immortals were filled with indignation, deepening the latent conflict between the two sects day by day.

Originally, according to the old course of Heaven, the large-scale siege would not begin until several years after Xiqi raised its army. However, because Yuanshi Tianzun was eager to attack Chaoge before Jiang Wenhuan, he forcibly brought forward the Xiqi war by several years, causing all timelines to deviate.

The situation during the Great Calamity was undergoing a dramatic upheaval, with countless unexpected events erupting one after another. Nezha of Chentang Pass was the key catalyst that stirred up the storm.

After Nezha completed his apprenticeship at the Golden Light Cave on Ganyuan Mountain, he lived in the mountains for a long time, cultivating diligently. When he returned to Chentang Pass in the mortal world, he was filled with joy and freedom. He wandered around and played all day long, with no one to restrain him, and his temperament became more and more arrogant and domineering.

The original plan was that Nezha would set off for Xiqi when the army rose up, to serve as the vanguard general in the campaign against Shang.

Now that Jiang Wenhuan is leading a large army westward, Chentang Pass is located on the only way for the two armies to clash. Therefore, there is no need for him to go to Xiqi. He can stay at Chentang Pass to defend against the attack of the Eastern Lu army.

The Eastern Marquis's eastern expedition only had two passes: Chentang Pass and Youhun Pass. Chentang Pass was guarded by Li Jing, a disciple of Randeng.

Nezha no longer needed to travel far to fight. He could play around Chentang Pass all day long, completely letting his mind run wild and acting without any restraint.

On this fine, sunny day, Nezha, having nothing to do, went to play alone on the east coast, carrying with him two innate spiritual treasures: the Hun Tian Ling and the Qian Kun Quan.

Deep within the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, Ao Bing was meditating and cultivating his powers when suddenly the entire seabed shook violently. The beams and pillars of the palace trembled incessantly, and the seawater surged and crashed against the stone walls of the Dragon Palace. Even the jade ornaments displayed inside the palace were on the verge of collapsing.

Ao Bing was filled with doubt and suspicion, so he immediately summoned the patrolling sea yaksha and ordered him to go ashore to investigate the source of the turmoil.

The sea patrol yaksha emerged from the sea upon receiving the order and immediately saw children on the shore wildly wielding two supreme treasures. The Hun Tian Ling stirred up the water, creating towering waves, while the Qian Kun Huan crashed into the sea, causing the deep sea veins to tremble. All life in the East China Sea was thrown into turmoil, with countless fish and shrimp dying from the violent spiritual energy. The sea surface was littered with the corpses of aquatic creatures.

Yaksha could tell at a glance that both items were innate spiritual treasures, and the owners had profound foundations and must have powerful masters behind them. They should not be offended lightly.

The dragon race of today is no longer as glorious as it was before the Primordial Dragon-Han Calamity. They are now very low-key and deliberately avoid any cultivator with even a little bit of cultivation, not daring to cause any conflict.

During the great calamity of the Dragon-Han era, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin races vied for supremacy over the primordial world. The war raged for billions of years, resulting in the deaths and injuries of countless races. This immense karmic debt transformed into a heavy burden of karma, tightly binding the bloodline of all Dragons. This karma formed an inescapable shackle, severely hindering the Dragon race's cultivation speed.

Ordinary innate cultivators can reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm after accumulating a million years of cultivation; however, the dragon race, burdened by the shackles of karma, would need a full 10 billion years to reach the same realm. Their progress is extremely slow, barely qualifying as slow but steady improvement, but they can never catch up with human or demon cultivators of the same level.

Over millions of years, the strength of the dragon race has continued to decline. The vast East Sea, though seemingly a boundless territory, is actually a place of constant forbearance. Any random immortal cultivator in the primordial world can bully the dragon race at will, and the dragon race can only swallow their anger and live a life of mere survival in the four seas.

The sea patrol yaksha looked at Nezha frolicking on the shore, feeling both fear and helplessness. He could only lower himself and carefully walk to the shore, his posture extremely humble, and plead bitterly.

"Great deity, please find another place to visit. The magical treasure in your hand is of boundless power, stirring up endless waves in the East Sea, causing heavy casualties among the aquatic creatures below. We beg you, great deity, to show mercy and spare the lives of the East Sea aquatic creatures!"

Despite being given kind words of advice and not uttering a single offensive word, Nezha, who was arrogant and domineering by nature, was instantly enraged when he heard Yaksha speak up against him, and he shouted angrily.

"You lowly beast, how dare you try to control me! Look at your ugly face and fangs, you're utterly repulsive. Today I'll send you to the cycle of reincarnation, so you won't be an eyesore here!"

The Yaksha was already fierce-looking. Before Nezha could finish speaking, Nezha raised his hand and swung the Qiankun Ring, which flashed with golden light and slammed heavily onto the Yaksha's head. The Yaksha didn't even have time to let out a complete scream before his body shattered on the spot and his soul vanished in an instant.

After killing the sea patrol yaksha, Nezha showed no restraint and continued to wield the Hun Tian Ling to stir up the seawater. The violent waves rose one after another, and the East Sea Dragon Palace shook more and more violently, as if it would collapse completely at any moment.

Ao Bing could no longer sit still in the Dragon Palace, so he had to go ashore to mediate.

As soon as he stepped out of the sea, Ao Bing saw the two innate spiritual treasures in Nezha's hands, and his heart sank instantly, filled with fear.

For a mere child to possess two complete innate spiritual treasures, the strength of his sect is unimaginable, far beyond what the currently weakened Dragon Clan can provoke or contend with.

As his gaze swept over the floating corpse of the Yaksha, Ao Bing felt a surge of grief and indignation, but dared not vent his anger. He could only suppress his hatred, force a smile, and gently inquire about the reason.

"Young friend, why did you kill my Dragon Palace's patrolling sea yaksha and continue to stir up the East Sea, disturbing all the creatures in the waters?"

When Nezha saw Ao Bing covered in dragon scales and with a slender figure, his eyes immediately lit up, and an idea popped into his head. Li Jing usually lacked a suitable belt, and the supple and strong tendons of the real dragon before him were perfect for sewing a belt.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Nezha immediately brandished the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), which stretched out across the sky and instantly wrapped tightly around Ao Bing's entire body, binding him so tightly that he could not move.

"Perfect timing! My father is in dire need of a strong belt. Today I will extract your dragon tendon and give it to him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha reached out to tear the dragon tendons off Ao Bing's body. A sharp pain swept over his entire body. Ao Bing was both shocked and furious, and questioned him sharply.

"Nezha, I have no grudge against you in the past or present! You have disturbed the East Sea without cause, killed the Yaksha of the Dragon Palace, and now you want to harm me. Why are you so heartless and insane at such a young age?"

Hearing Ao Bing's indignant question, Nezha burst into laughter, stopped what he was doing, and moved closer to Ao Bing, his tone full of contempt.

"You're nothing but a dead mudfish. In the primordial world, dragons are like ants and insects. Everyone can eat your dragon liver. It's already a great blessing that I can extract your dragon tendons to make a belt. After the tendons are extracted, I'll cut off your dragon liver and take it back to Chentang Pass to serve my father with wine. My father will be overjoyed."

These humiliating words completely ignited Ao Bing's long-suppressed anger, and his hatred surged to the top of his head.

"Nezha, today's blood feud is one that my dragon clan will never let go of!"

Upon hearing the threat, Nezha found it laughable, snorted coldly, and confidently uttered harsh words.

"What do I have to fear from a mere weak dragon? Don't even mention your lowly Third Prince of the East Sea; even if your father, the Dragon King of the East Sea, came in person, I would still skin him alive! I am a third-generation disciple of the Jade Void Sect of the Chan Sect, personally taught by the True Man Taiyi. Do you lowly dragons even deserve to stand against me?"

His words were extremely domineering, showing no regard for the Four Seas Dragon Clan. Ao Bing trembled with anger at these words, but he was firmly bound by the Hun Tian Ling and powerless to resist.

Nezha said no more, and increased the force of his attack, forcefully pulling out Ao Bing's entire dragon tendon. Ao Bing's life force was cut off, and his body sank into the deep sea of ​​the East China Sea. Nezha put away the dragon tendon, and turned back to Chen Tang Pass with a heart full of joy.

Back in his residence, he played with the dragon tendons for a while, but soon felt bored and restless. He went out alone to the backyard and climbed the Chentang Pass city tower to clear his mind.

On the high platform of the city gate stands an ancient longbow with three large characters engraved on its body—"Qiankun Bow." Next to the bow are three arrows, called "Zhentian Arrows."

This bow is a treasure used by the ancient Yellow Emperor in his great battle against Chiyou. It was left behind in Chentang Pass after the battle. The bow contains a profound aura of human kingship, and ordinary cultivators and mortals cannot even pull it. No one has touched it for thousands of years.

When Nezha saw the bow and arrow, he immediately became interested. He remembered that Taiyi Zhenren had once entrusted him with the task of serving as the vanguard in the war against Shang. Now was the perfect time to use this treasure to practice archery.

"My master instructed me to be the vanguard in order to pacify the Shang dynasty. Today is the perfect opportunity to test the power of this ancient divine bow!"

Having made up his mind, Nezha casually picked up a Heaven-Shaking Arrow, drew back the Qiankun Longbow with both hands, and released the bowstring without selecting any target.

The Heaven-Shaking Arrow, imbued with a sharp, metallic aura, transformed into a streak of white light that pierced the sky, moving with incredible speed and disappearing into the distance in an instant.

Nezha stared at the direction where the arrow had disappeared, slightly taken aback, and a sense of unease arose in his heart.

"Oh no, we've lost a Heaven-Shaking Arrow. If Father finds out, I'll definitely get a scolding. We shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's go back to the backyard first."

He immediately turned around and walked down the city wall, without lingering.

Thousands of miles away, outside the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain, Biyun Tongzi had just stepped out of the cave, intending to go to the mountains to gather spiritual herbs, when a thunderous arrow that pierced through the air went straight through his body, penetrating his heart and lungs.

A piercing scream echoed throughout Skull Mountain, and Biyun Tongzi collapsed to the ground, his life force vanishing instantly.

The screams clearly reached the depths of the White Bone Cave, startling the Stone Maiden who was sitting quietly inside. She immediately got up and rushed out of the cave.

Upon seeing the cold corpse of Biyun Boy on the ground, Lady Shiji's gaze locked onto the Heaven-Shaking Arrow stuck in the boy's chest, and an uncontrollable rage surged into her heart.

"This is a thunderbolt shot from the Qiankun Bow, the exclusive weapon of Chentang Pass! Why did Li Jing, the garrison commander of Chentang Pass, kill my disciple without cause? Today I must go to Chentang Pass and demand justice from Li Jing!"

Shi Ji raised her hand to take the arrow, then rode the light of her escape to Chen Tang Pass. Her body was enveloped in a faint aura of anger, and she arrived in the void in front of the pass in an instant.

"Li Jing, quickly come out of the pass and see this humble Taoist!"