The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 120 Imperial War

Most remarkably, as the pages of the sutra were turned, chants of celestial dragons echoed from the void.

The chanting was faint yet deeply felt, each word penetrating the heart. With each page turned, a golden Buddha appeared, sometimes in the mudra of subduing demons, sometimes in the mudra of granting wishes, and sometimes in the mudra of preaching the Dharma, together revealing the magnificent scenery of the ninefold Buddhist kingdom.

One of the more knowledgeable immortals clicked his tongue in amazement and whispered to the immortal beside him, "Amitabha Buddha's own handwritten scriptures, each word is a layer of Buddha realm, and with nine layers of Buddha realms stacked together, even a Taiyi Golden Immortal would be converted. Maitreya Buddha's gift of such a grand gesture is probably not just for birthday celebrations."

Song Yi sat in a seat towards the back, listening to the old immortal's words and secretly nodding in agreement.

He naturally knew the key to it.

Previously, the Western religions had prematurely spread Buddhism to the East, which offended the three religions of Taoism and made the Heavenly Court lose face.

Maitreya Buddha's personal visit to the Jade Pool gathering, presenting such a precious treasure, was ostensibly a birthday celebration, but in reality, it was an attempt to ease tensions between the Western Paradise and the Heavenly Court.

The Jade Emperor's face remained hidden in the auspicious mist, but his tone revealed a hint of pleasure as he said gently, "Nephew Maitreya, please convey my greetings to the Holy Amitabha Buddha."

Maitreya Buddha clasped his hands together and replied with a smile, "This humble monk will respectfully obey the Great Heavenly Venerable's decree."

Having said that, he stepped aside, and a fairy maiden led him to his seat.

Afterwards, the gods offered their gifts one after another.

Led by the Antarctic Longevity Emperor, the immortals of the Chan Sect presented the Primordial Jade Liquid, nurtured in the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain. The liquid was contained in a ten-thousand-year-old warm jade bottle, and when it was poured, it emitted a radiant glow. Just smelling it made one's Dao heart feel clear and pure.

The Jie Sect was not to be outdone.

Although the Golden Spirit Mother is Doumu Yuanjun, she personally retrieved a Star Core from the Dou Mansion. It was the essence of a fallen ancient star, with a deep blue color and starlight flowing like a vortex inside. Just one glance was enough to make one feel as if their soul would be sucked in.

Song Yi followed the other gods forward and presented several exquisite magical artifacts he had crafted.

What he gave was a set of twelve protective jade talismans, made from the essence of stars and engraved with the Zhou Tian talisman. Although they could not compare to those precious treasures, they were exquisite in their craftsmanship.

He then returned to his seat, feeling no unease.

As a mere sixth-rank True Lord, he had no chance to stand out in this kind of situation; it was enough for him to become a familiar face.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the once peaceful and prosperous Yaochi.

A fierce shout resounded throughout the heavens and earth, as if a galaxy had shattered, shaking the minds of many immortals and gods with weaker cultivation.

"Old man of the Antarctic, if you don't hand over the God-Slaying Whip today, don't even think about leaving Yaochi!"

The immortals looked over upon hearing the sound and saw that Doumu Yuanjun had slowly risen from her seat.

She wore a star-patterned robe and a nine-star crown, surrounded by endless starlight, as if she were draped in the entire starry sky.

Behind him stood Marshal Zhao Gongming of the Xuantan, Emperor Lu Yue of the Plague, Lord Luo Xuan of the Fire Virtue Star, and the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao, each with a cold expression and chilling gaze.

Despite the pressure from the crowd, the Antarctic Longevity Emperor remained calm.

He sat upright in the seat, with purple aura rising ten thousand feet behind him, and a vast imperial star phantom slowly rotating above his head, exuding an aura of majesty that ruled over all the stars in the heavens.

The powerful figures of the Jade Void lineage, including the Eastern Azure Emperor, Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, and Huanglong Zhenren, stood behind him, forming a subtle confrontation.

The Antarctic Longevity Emperor slowly spoke, "The God-Slaying Whip is a sacred object of the Jade Void Palace, and should naturally be controlled by the Jade Void lineage. How can others be allowed to covet it?"

These words were like adding fuel to the fire.

The Golden Light Mother sneered, "What a precious artifact from the Jade Void Palace! This treasure was forged by our Grandmaster before he was conferred the title of God. When did it become the private property of your Chan Sect?"

Having said that, she lightly raised her hand, and a sword shadow behind her transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long sword light, slashing towards the Antarctic Longevity Emperor.

The sword light was clear and cold like water, yet it contained the supreme killing intent of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed silently, and the water of Yaochi was forced to split to both sides by the sword intent, revealing a bottomless ravine.

If it weren't for the protective restrictions on Yaochi, this single sword strike would have been enough to evaporate the entire pool.

The Antarctic Longevity Emperor dared not be negligent. He made a hand seal with his right hand, and ten thousand golden lotuses appeared out of thin air in front of him. The lotuses were of nine grades, layer upon layer, and each golden lotus held a ball of pure yang true fire.

The sword light slashed into the golden lotus, causing the lotus petals to fly and golden light to scatter. But for every golden lotus that shattered, two more would grow back, endlessly regenerating, gradually eroding the sword intent of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword.

"What a magnificent protection of ten thousand lotuses!"

Doumu Yuanjun snorted coldly, raised her left hand again, and unleashed a second sword shadow.

This sword strike was completely different from the previous ones. Its sword light was as red as blood, carrying the deadly intent of the Immortal Trapping Sword, specifically designed to break through protective divine abilities.

When the golden lotus encountered the crimson sword light, it melted away like ice and snow meeting fire.

The Antarctic Longevity Emperor's expression changed slightly. He stepped forward and his figure vanished from the spot, reappearing a thousand feet away.

The crimson sword light struck the spot where he had been standing, leaving a crack in the void that would never heal.

He flipped his right hand, and a bronze mirror appeared in his palm. The mirror reflected Doumu Yuanjun, and a golden light as thick as a pillar shot out.

With a muffled boom, the Jade Pool trembled violently, and several jade trees on the pool's edge were uprooted and pulverized by the remaining force before they even hit the ground.

While the two emperors were fighting, Zhao Gongming was already facing off against Guang Chengzi.

Zhao Gongming laughed wildly, and twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls flew out from his sleeves, transforming into twenty-four bright moons that illuminated half of the Jade Pool.

Each moon contains the power of a small world; when all twenty-four moons appear together, it's as if twenty-four worlds are pressing down simultaneously, their power enough to crush everything.

These twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls are not genuine; they are imitations that Zhao Gongming has refined over the years using countless innate treasures.

Having wielded the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl for countless eons, he had long been familiar with its internal innate restrictions. Although the replica he produced was inferior to the original, it was still incredibly powerful, far surpassing most innate spiritual treasures.

Guang Chengzi's expression was solemn. He split his twin swords in his hand and used the Jade Void Sword Technique. The two swords transformed into two long rainbows, one blue and one purple, which shuttled and moved among the twenty-four bright moons.

His movements were extremely agile, and every step he took was in harmony with the mysteries of heaven and earth. Although the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl was powerful and heavy, he always managed to avoid it by the narrowest of times.

Amidst the crisscrossing sword energy, Guang Chengzi suddenly shouted, combining his male and female swords into one, and slashing at the gap in the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, forcing Zhao Gongming's attack back three steps.

Lü Yue faced off against Huanglong Zhenren.

Lu Yue was the Plague Emperor, whose Plague Technique was unparalleled in the Three Realms. As his palms flew, five-colored poisonous smoke transformed into five poisonous dragons, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Huanglong Zhenren.

Wherever the poisonous smoke passed, the fine wine and dew on the cold jade table changed color, and the lingzhi herbs and vermilion fruits withered and turned black instantly.

Huanglong Zhenren revealed the three flowers on his head, emitting a clear light to protect his body. He waved his whisk repeatedly, each wave carrying immense power, shattering the poisonous dragon into pieces.

But Lü Yue's poisonous smoke was endless, breaking and then coalescing again, and the two ended up fighting to a standstill.