Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 161 Yin and Yang in Reversal, Suppress!

Guang Chengzi was no weakling either; he was the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Yuanshi's true disciple was no pushover either.

Therefore, Guang Chengzi's fearlessness towards Wen Zhong demonstrates his capability.

Among the Jie Sect, only Duobao could rival Guangchengzi. As for the others, including Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, none of them could match him.

Wen Zhong was only a second-generation disciple, but he was considered one of the strongest among the second-generation disciples. Yang Chuo and Nezha were also considered second-generation disciples.

He'll be stronger than Wen Zhong later on, but definitely not now.

Right now, their strength hasn't fully developed yet, and they are far inferior to Wen Zhong.

that's it.

Yun Zhongzi set off with Lei Zhenzi and Yang Chuo.

Prepare to face Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong also received the news, but he had his own trump cards and was not afraid at all. In addition to the Jie Sect's cultivation, Wen Zhong also cultivated the immortal martial arts inherited by the human race.

It is a two-day weekend.

Their strength is also far beyond that of ordinary Golden Immortals.

Most importantly, Yun Zhongzi is not among the Twelve Golden Immortals; at most, his strength is only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level. This is why Wen Zhong is not afraid.

Wen Zhong has fought against Taiyi Golden Immortals before. With his dual-system cultivation method, Wen Zhong can fight beyond his level. Even if he can't protect himself, he still has no problem.

It happened just like in the original history.

Wen Zhong's army was ambushed by the Xiqi army, with Yang Dai and Lei Zhenzi being the first to engage Wen Zhong.

Lei Zhenzi killed Wen Zhong's mount, the Mo Qilin, with a single blow. He was then overwhelmed by Wen Zhong, and finally Yang pretended to be defeated and retreated.

Wen Zhong was tricked into going to Jue Long Ridge.

Yun Zhongzi had already set up a grand formation, just waiting for Wen Zhong to arrive.

"Wen Zhong, you aided and abetted the wicked, today is your death day!!" Yang Zai and Lei Zhenzi blocked Wen Zhong's escape route.

Yun Zhongzi also appeared in front of Wen Zhong.

One by one, Dao patterns emerged.

Wen Zhong looked at Yun Zhongzi, Yang Chuo, and Lei Zhenzi, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

"So that's how it is. A grand formation had already been set up here, waiting for me to arrive. How cunning of them!"

Wen Zhong said in a deep voice, a glint of light in his eyes, as he searched for the method of the Lihan Grand Formation.

"Wen Zhong, according to seniority you should call me Uncle-Master. If you are willing to join Xiqi, I will not make things difficult for you and will let you leave," Yun Zhongzi said to Wen Zhong.

Upon hearing Yun Zhongzi's words, Wen Zhong looked at Yun Zhongzi. Yun Zhongzi was right; according to seniority, it wouldn't be a problem for him to call him "Uncle-Master."

However, given the current situation, it is practically impossible to get Wen Zhong to back down.

As a veteran of three dynasties of the Shang Dynasty, Wen Zhong had absolutely no intention of betraying the dynasty.

"Yun Zhongzi, there's no need to say more. I am a man of the Great Shang Dynasty and a disciple of the Jie Sect. I may die, but my name cannot be ruined," Wen Zhong said in a deep voice.

"Stubborn fool." Lei Zhenzi snorted coldly, and a great storm of wind and thunder arose. With the flapping of his two wind and thunder wings, wind and thunder came crisscrossing.

The third eye between Wen Zhong's brows emitted a shimmering light, extinguishing the wind and thunder.

"Activate the grand formation!!" Yun Zhongzi formed a hand seal, and the formation on the ground directly imprisoned the entire space.

To prevent Wen Zhong from leaving.

A crimson divine pillar descended directly from the sky, pressing down on Wen Zhong.

The Heavenly Fire Pillar, a magical artifact of Yun Zhongzi.

The divine pillar fell, carrying boundless flames that pressed down directly, as if a fiery dome had descended upon them.

Wen Zhong's eyes held a hint of solemnity. Although this magic weapon was crafted later, its power was not weak, especially when activated by a Taiyi Golden Immortal like Yun Zhongzi.

If it weren't for the formation, this vast area would probably have become a living hell.

Wen Zhong's blood and qi surged, and terrifying blood energy roared out like a savage dragon, the red blood energy spreading across the sky and the boundless blood light shining brightly.

Yang Chuo and Lei Zhenzi looked at Wen Zhong with a hint of shock in their eyes, not expecting that Wen Zhong had such abilities.

"The methods of immortal martial arts." Yun Zhongzi looked at Wen Zhong with a glint in his eyes.

"The art of immortal martial arts?" Yang Chuo asked, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Lei Zhenzi looked at Wen Zhong.

"I've only heard of the Immortal Martial Arts. The human race's inherited methods are divided into the Path of Literature, the Path of Martial Arts, and the Immortal Martial Arts. Among them, the Path of Literature and the Path of Martial Arts are the most demanding. The Immortal Martial Arts method is not very demanding. It is a cultivation method that everyone can practice. It is a cultivation method passed down by our human race's sages," Lei Zhenzi said in a deep voice.

"Our human race's saints?" Yang Chuo looked at Wen Zhong with a hint of affection in his eyes.

"Yun Zhongzi, this is not enough. If you want to kill me, Wen Zhong, at least one of the Twelve Golden Immortals will have to come." Wen Zhong's pale hair flew wildly, and he looked like a god or demon.

With sweeping, powerful movements, he wielded the golden whips of male and female dragons, shattering the sky and causing the entire Jue Long Ridge to tremble, the great formation constantly shaking.

Yun Zhongzi looked at Wen Zhong with a hint of fierceness in his eyes. He hadn't expected that Wen Zhong had also cultivated immortal martial arts techniques.

"The most terrifying aspects of the Immortal Martial Arts are the physical body and supernatural powers. I wonder what kind of supernatural power Wen Zhong has mastered now," Lei Zhenzi said with a hint of shock.

"Are the Immortal Martial Arts really that powerful?" Yang Dai asked in a deep voice. He had been cultivating by Yu Ding's side since he was a child, and he knew nothing about the human race's inherited methods, let alone the Immortal Martial Arts.

He didn't stay down the mountain for very long.

"Very impressive," Lei Zhenzi said in a deep voice.

Yun Zhongzi urged the Heavenly Divine Fire Pillar to continuously suppress Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong withstood the attack head-on, his blood energy shaking the heavens and the boundless primordial starry sky trembling. Great stars shattered, and a scene resembling the end of the world appeared in Jue Long Ridge.

"Yin and Yang in disarray!!!" Wen Zhong roared, unleashing his Immortal Martial Breakthrough.

Yin and Yang energies emerged and intertwined, turning the entire spacetime into black and white, eventually causing everything to rotate and collapse.

Yun Zhongzi's expression changed drastically. The terrifying Yin and Yang energies transformed into an endless, terrifying dragon that roared, obliterating everything and shattering space and time.

"Suppress!!!" Yun Zhongzi conjured his magic weapon, the Golden Cudgel, a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Although it is only of the lower grade, it is still ranked among the innate level.

The golden cudgel, like an ancient golden mountain range, pressed down directly on Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong's eyes gleamed, his blood surging. He looked up at the sky, holding the golden whips of male and female dragons, and swung them to block the attack.

The great formation was also shattered by the waves of the great battle.

The constraints of space are gone.

Wen Zhong did not hesitate at all and chose to escape.

"What a pity!!" Yun Zhongzi looked at Wen Zhong who had escaped but did not give chase.

After all, there's no point in chasing after him. If Wen Zhong wants to escape, there's no formation to stop him. Only if a Great Luo intervenes will there be a chance to stop Wen Zhong.

As for Yang Chuo and Lei Zhenzi, those two are really not up to par right now.

Looking at their performance in the Investiture of the Gods, Yang Chuo, Lei Zhenzi, and Nezha's battle records all involved either using stratagems, waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, or fighting against beings weaker than themselves.

These three are currently only those destined to face calamity; their strength has not yet reached its peak. Only after they are conferred the titles of gods will they truly grow into their full potential.

Right now, they might think about doing a menial job, but if they actually fought these people, they would be the ones who died.

"Let's go back first." Yun Zhongzi watched Wen Zhong leave.

The news of Wen Zhong's crushing defeat will surely shake the feudal lords of the Shang Dynasty.

Some of the vassal states that had previously submitted to the Shang Dynasty were now tempted to make a move, especially since even the Shang's renowned war god, Wen Zhong, had failed.

In their view, the rise of Xiqi was inevitable.

"Wen Zhong has also cultivated immortal martial arts techniques?" Guang Chengzi asked with a hint of astonishment. Could it be that the human race's hidden strength has made its move?

The Twelve Golden Immortals knew just how terrifying the human race's foundation was, with hundreds of thousands of Great Luo Immortals and even Quasi-Saints.

However, in theory, the human race should not interfere in such matters.

Otherwise, what's the point of playing?

Even if the sages of the three religions didn't intervene, their combined strength wouldn't be enough to defeat the human race.

It's no wonder Guang Chengzi thought that way. Although the methods of immortal martial arts are prevalent among humans, they are only superficial and not particularly profound.

It's more like a selection process. These superficial things, though not profound, are the entry-level things that can lay a solid foundation.

Only those who have mastered these skills are qualified to enter the ancestral land of the human race. The ancestral land here refers to the Nuwa Temple, not the small world of the human race where the human race's foundation lies.

After arriving at the ancestral land, they undergo further study and selection. Only those selected can enter the human race's small world and become the human race's reserve force. Only those who grow to the level of Great Luo are qualified to be called the human race's foundation.

(End of this chapter)