The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

"Could this seven-colored soil be a mixture of the Nine Heavens' Breath Soil and the essence of innate Earth?"

A thought struck Song Yi, and he immediately took out a jade box and carefully dug away some of the seven-colored soil.

He did not take too much; he only took a portion to avoid damaging the foundation of his spiritual root and causing it to wither.

For such precious creatures of nature, exhausting resources is a grave taboo.

Back then, Xiao Sheng was at least a peak Golden Immortal, and even he was helpless against the innate restrictions of the ancient tea tree, so Song Yi naturally wouldn't think much of it.

In high spirits, he didn't linger any longer. With the Xuanhuang Pagoda above his head, he turned around and left the space.

Before leaving, Song Yi set up multiple layers of innate restrictions outside this hidden space.

Some of these restrictions are inherited from the Seven Treasures Profound Yellow Ruyi Pagoda, while others are derived from the Primordial Light Array. The two layers of restrictions overlap and nest, echoing each other, completely concealing the secrets and energy of this place.

Without his personal activation, any outsider who intrudes will inevitably suffer a backlash from the innate restriction.

Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao died in the Great Calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, and have now been appointed as the Heavenly Venerable of Treasure Gathering and the Heavenly Venerable of Treasure Acquisition, respectively, whose ranks are far above mine.

These two gods of wealth have been unable to descend to the mortal realm ever since they offended Zhao Gongming during the Investiture of the Gods.

However, the ways of Heaven are constant, and opportunities are unpredictable. If there is an opportunity to descend to the mortal realm in the future, they will surely come again to collect the tea leaves from the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree.

The purpose of this protective barrier is to prevent any potential trouble and to stop the two from succeeding.

This ancient tea tree, which was naturally formed at the beginning of time, was nurtured by nature and has no owner. Song Yi's acquisition of it is entirely justified.

The current restrictions are merely a matter of each side relying on its own methods.

Having done all this, he moved swiftly and quietly returned to the main branch of Wuyi Mountain.

Life in the mountains is peaceful and serene, everything is as usual.

Song Yi continued to enjoy tea and discuss philosophy with the leaders of various sects.

He now possesses seven or eight complete innate restrictions, and his understanding of the various "Dao" and "Li" in the world is extremely profound. His words are like heavenly music, captivating the many immortals present.

Half a month later, Daoist Qingwei descended from the sky aboard a divine shuttle.

The shuttle landed, the hatch opened wide, and the interior space was vast, capable of accommodating six or seven thousand young men and women.

These disciples were all handsome and refined, with a bone age of only about ten years old, yet they were already full of energy and spirit, clearly possessing extraordinary talent.

"Thank you all for your trouble!"

Song Yi stepped forward, smiling and bowing in greeting.

"You're too kind, Star Lord. It was just a small favor!"

The Taoist Qingwei stroked his beard and smiled, then waved his sleeve, and the divine shuttle quickly shrank to the size of a palm and fell into his hand: "This Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon-Repelling Divine Shuttle was forged by my master in his early years. It can ward off all evil, so I am giving it to you, Star Lord, as a means of transportation."

"How can this be?" Song Yi quickly declined.

"It's just a small flying shuttle, nothing of value in front of the Star Lord!" Qingwei Daoist said, leaving no room for refusal. Then, his tone became more earnest, "We only hope that the Star Lord can stay here a little longer, so that we can fulfill our duty as hosts!"

Song Yi was perceptive and could easily understand the implied meaning.

The fact that the head of the Shu Mountain sect sent such a generous gift clearly indicates that he wanted to use his status as a righteous god in the Heavenly Court to intimidate those restless demons.

Song Yi's strength was only at the late stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, but he was a Heavenly Court deity appointed by the two saints! Holding the authority of a Star Lord, he could directly reach the ears of Heaven and use the Divine Firmament Jade Purity Palace to unleash boundless heavenly thunder.

In contrast, if these sect leaders from branches of the Human Sect and the Chan Sect could borrow a trace of divine power from the Nine Heavens Responding Thunder God Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable using the Summoning God Technique, it would already be an act of the Grand Tutor disregarding past grievances and upholding the divine way.

"In that case, this Star Lord will accept without hesitation."

Song Yi no longer refused and accepted the Demon-Slaying Shuttle.

Although these immortal sect leaders are only at the True Immortal or Profound Immortal realm, their sects are very wealthy.

The founders of each school usually practiced in the heavens or listened to sages preach in the Three Pure Realms.

Before their ascension, they left behind many magical treasures to protect their sect.

The lineage of the Human Teachings, in particular, is skilled in alchemy and weapon crafting, and its foundation is unfathomable.

As for fighting against the demonic path, Song Yi has the Seven Treasures Profound Yellow Pagoda protecting him. As long as a Golden Immortal doesn't come out, there's no worry about him collapsing.

Now, only two hundred years have passed since the Investiture of the Gods, and the Dao and Demonic factions are still in a state of restraint, with no Golden Immortal-level powerhouses personally taking to the field.

After some time, the evil cult indeed made a comeback.

This time, the scene was far more impressive than before. The demonic clouds rolled in, and the malevolent aura was palpable. Dozens of demons stood in the clouds, each of them practicing superior Asura magic, far superior to the evil rogue cultivators of the past.

Qingwei Daoist and other sect leaders were also on high alert.

"The sect leader will soon awaken from his seclusion in the Blood Sea Reincarnation Palace. You Taoist priests, why don't you quickly relinquish the Dragon Vein!"

The Five Poisons Venerable, clad in a five-colored robe, stepped forward and roared, "Otherwise, on the day the mountain is destroyed, I will drain your life essence and refine your primordial spirits into my banner, so that you may never be reborn!"

"Those demonic cultists dare to covet the dragon veins of the mortal realm? They're delusional!"

The leaders of Qixia Sect, Shushan Sect, and Zhengyang Sect were enraged and drew their swords, their blades flashing, ready to charge forward.

"Wait, wait."

A clear voice rang out.

Song Yi rode in the Jade Balance Chariot and slowly drove between the two sides.

His gaze swept over the group of demons, his expression calm, and he said, "I am a Heavenly Star Lord, and by right I should not interfere in the conflicts of the mortal realm. However, you have repeatedly mobilized your forces to seize the Dragon Vein Immortal Mountain. If you accidentally shatter the Wuyi Mountain's earth veins, leak the dragon's energy, and shake the very foundation of humanity's fortune, who can escape such a huge consequence? Even the Styx Master himself will likely be implicated."

Upon hearing this, even those demonic cult members who were originally filled with murderous intent paused for a moment.

Dragon veins are the core of human destiny and fortune.

If the feng shui of Wuyi Mountain is truly damaged, the dragon vein is disturbed, and the dragon energy is leaked, then under the backlash of the heavens, none of those present can bear the consequences.

It is likely that an endless heavenly tribulation will fall from the sky, annihilating him completely.

Seeing the demons remain silent, Song Yi continued, "Mount Wuyi is the tail of the dragon vein, and the dragon's energy enters the East Sea and transforms into a dragon. Why don't the Dao and the demons agree on a rule that every five hundred years, they will engage in a battle on the shores of the East Sea to determine the ownership of the immortal mountain's dragon vein? What do you all think?"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent as everyone weighed the pros and cons.

Just then, a surge of energy appeared within the demonic clouds, and a hunchbacked old man with a hunchbacked back and a cane slowly emerged.

He looked Song Yi up and down, and said in a sinister tone, "You are a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, so naturally your heart is with the Daoist sect. I have a formation here. If you can break it, the matter of the five-hundred-year battle of magic on the shore of the East Sea can still be discussed."

With a flick of his sleeve, a black banner appeared out of thin air.

The banner hangs down, as black as ink, its texture neither silk nor hemp, but rather as if it were tanned from the hide of some living creature, with fine scales and pores faintly discernible.

Countless malevolent spirits were hidden within the banner; they were all ferocious beasts that roamed the primordial world in their previous lives, exuding malevolent energy and roaring incessantly.

The old man waved the banner.

The banner suddenly exploded, and 365 streams of black energy, accompanied by beast roars, poured out and scattered in all directions according to the celestial sphere.

In an instant, the sky darkened, and the wind carried a foul stench that spread everywhere. Wherever the black mist enveloped, the grass and trees withered instantly, and countless howls echoed in the void.