Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

This method is called the "opening altar" ritual.

The ritual of opening the altar is to create a passage connecting the two worlds.

This passage is not only accessible to invited gods, but also to other demons and monsters.

It's like some people playing ghost summoning games and inexplicably summoning even more terrifying evil spirits.

Or some people pray to gods and receive a response, believing that they have invited a true god to descend. But in reality, the response is often not from a true god, but from an evil spirit that is impersonating them.

This is a common occurrence. Some folk shamans, or those who practice spiritual cultivation, often invite spirits to possess their spirits.

Some would even invite righteous gods like Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, or Erlang Shen to possess them, and they would actually summon these gods with great seriousness.

But in reality, it's all fake. If a true deity doesn't receive the proper ordination, they can't even be summoned, let alone possessed.

If you manage to invite a righteous deity without being ordained, you should carefully consider what that deity is.

There are many such cases; in the past, Taoists destroyed mountains and temples, which is one example of this.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei was imitating those evil spirits and occupying the passageway of the altar.

Generally speaking, when disciples of the Zhengyi sect are ordained, they are protected by strict rituals, and no evil spirits or ghosts dare to occupy the altar, as this would offend the righteous deities of Taoism. But Zhang Zhiwei had no such concerns, nor was he worried about being punished by the patriarch.

After he occupied the passage, he responded by allocating some of his divine power to his uncle.

Meanwhile, high in the sky, the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals were engaged in a fierce battle with Tsukuyomi, attempting to prevent her from attacking the ordinary people below. However, Tsukuyomi did not directly attack the people below; instead, she used moonlight to attract surrounding debris to attack them.

This can be considered an attack with an extremely large range, so large that even the thirty-six Thunder Generals could not stop it all. They could only watch helplessly as the terrifying torrents formed by the convergence of rubble and debris poured down like a burst dam!

Faced with this terrifying scene, the guardian deity "Kui Mulang Xingjun" behind Zhang Yi wielded his broadsword in a blur of light and shadow, tirelessly slashing at the falling rocks.

The other senior disciples also summoned their own natal deities to protect the altar and the surrounding crowd from the moonlight of Tsukuyomi and the overwhelming debris falling from the sky.

However, it was still difficult to fully stir things up. Seeing that everyone was struggling, the lightning incarnation who had been fighting the Japanese pirates on the battlefield also rushed over to help, using lightning to shatter a large number of falling rocks.

However, since the altar was placed at the entrance of the Tiantong Religious District, it was outside the coverage area of ​​the "Yanghao Well" Qi formation, and the lightning incarnation lost its almost inexhaustible energy boost, greatly reducing its power.

Most importantly, the lightning incarnation is skilled in lightning magic, specifically Yang lightning, which is better suited for offense. It is somewhat inadequate to defend against such overwhelming physical attacks.

If he were to forcefully shatter those boulders with lightning, he would only blast them into countless smaller, more deadly fragments, which would fall like a hail of bullets, causing even greater damage.

Unless you use lightning magic to blast all the rocks into dust, which is too difficult, unless Zhang Zhiwei does it himself.

Therefore, even with the lightning incarnation giving its all, it could only slightly delay the attack, but could not completely resolve the crisis.

At this critical moment, without warning, a huge hole appeared in the clouds above the altar!

A golden bolt of lightning emerged from it! The light gave off an aura of sacredness that was impossible to look directly at, as if it contained boundless power and might.

Golden light descended from the sky and entered the altar, transforming into three tokens flashing with lightning.

Zhang Yi was stunned when he saw the three tokens that appeared out of nowhere.

As the Dharma Master, he had been desperately commanding divine power, and the Dharma lineage had been responding to him. However, due to the limitations of his own strength, the amount of divine power he could command was also very limited.

It wasn't that the lineage didn't support him, but rather that it could only accommodate so much. He was like a water pipe; even if the upstream reservoir was huge, it couldn't transmit too much power at once, otherwise it would burst the pipe.

Unless another grand ritual is held to open the floodgates, a great power can be sent down briefly, but that takes time, and there is no opportunity for that now.

But to his utter surprise, a force so powerful and unreasonable that it took over his altar in a savage manner! And then, quite irrationally, it dumped a huge mass of power on him all at once.

Moreover, the other party seemed worried that this force would burst his water pipe, so it did not descend directly on him, but instead transformed into three tokens that landed on the altar.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a while before he reacted. He picked up a token, feeling the vast, ocean-like power of lightning within, and grinned, "You're a pretty thoughtful kid!"

As the Dharma Master, he naturally had a brief contact with Zhang Zhiwei when Zhang Zhiwei unleashed his divine power. Although there was no communication, he could sense that this power was transmitted from Zhang Zhiwei.

Although he didn't quite understand how Zhang Zhiwei, a living person, could transmit power from the other side, there were just too many incredible things about Zhang Zhiwei, and he could accept any bizarre things he did.

As Yi Qian and the others were anxiously dealing with the situation, they saw Zhang Yi burst into laughter as if he had gone mad after the flash of golden light, his mouth stretching almost to his ears. This puzzled them greatly.

"Zhang Yi! Are you fucking insane?!" Yi Qian roared as he cleaved a boulder in two with his sword. "What the hell are you laughing about at a time like this! Show us what you've got!"

Zhang Yi glanced at him and said, "Old man! What's the rush? Watch carefully!"

He took a deep breath. The situation had indeed been extremely dangerous, but thankfully, it was all over!

He looked up at the rain of pebbles still falling from above, picked up a token given to him by Zhang Zhiwei, and threw it out suddenly.

The token transformed into a golden ray of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.

In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled! A divine lightning bolt, carrying the might of heaven, was born deep within the clouds!

The moment the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder appeared, its terrifying, majestic power crashed down like a mountain.

Tsukuyomi, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, suddenly froze. The demons and gods around him, who had been baring their fangs and claws, let out a mournful cry and trembled like rats encountering their natural enemy, not daring to move an inch.

Even the ritual personnel on the altar felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, as if a huge rock had been placed on them, making it difficult to even breathe.

Before they could even react to what was happening, a dazzling, blinding light filled their entire field of vision!
Their minds went blank with a "buzz." Their eyes were filled with dazzling white light, their ears with deafening roars, and their noses with the stench of burning... The rubble and debris that were being thrown at the altar were blasted into dust and vanished the moment they touched the lightning.

After an unknown amount of time, the group finally came to their senses, still dazed. Then, to their astonishment, they discovered that all the debris, building rubble, and other things that had been raining down from the sky like a storm had vanished.

The sky was filled with black ash, like a black snowfall, covering their bodies and faces.

On the altar, Zhang Yi, sword in hand, roared to the heavens:

"Thunder rumbles from the heavens, thunder roars from the earth! Demonic stars and evil spirits, ancient cave spirits! Their disturbances are fierce, they will surely provoke thunder! The Supreme One has decreed that I shall carry out this order!!"

As he issued his decree, continuous thunder rumbled overhead.

At first glance, the sky was filled with lightning... The sky was flashing and thundering, and the lightning was so dense that it was as if there was an invisible giant in the sky, holding a huge hammer and chisel. Every time it struck, it made a deafening roar and burst out with countless bolts of lightning.

These thunderbolts cannot harm the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, but they can harm Tsukuyomi.

Tsukuyomi's body shone with a brilliant moonlight, and his moonbow was drawn to its fullest extent as he frantically fired arrows in an attempt to block the thunder that filled the sky.

But the lightning was too dense; he couldn't possibly block it all. He roared, and suddenly countless branches sprouted from the moon bow, each branch acting as a bow. Countless moonlit arms also grew from his back, all of which simultaneously drew their bows and released arrows.

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of moonlight arrows shot upwards against the current, heading towards the dense lightning bolts. The two collided with each other, unleashing a series of deafening explosions, and were locked in a fierce and intense battle.

Seeing this, the thirty-six Thunder Generals roared in unison and launched a fierce attack. There's no need to talk about morality when dealing with these evil Japanese pirates. Charge, shoulder to shoulder!
Sensing the actions of the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, Tsukuyomi frantically pulled back her bowstring, trying to defend herself. But even with countless hands conjured up, she couldn't withstand the combined attack of the Thunder Generals.

"boom!"

A thick bolt of lightning broke through the barrage of arrows and struck him heavily!
The moon bow in Tsukuyomi's hand let out a mournful cry and shattered with a crash! Then, the remaining power of the lightning slammed heavily into his body!
Tsukuyomi screamed in agony as her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, her moonlight dimming considerably in an instant, leaving her in a very disheveled state.

Upon seeing this scene, both the senior disciples and the believers cheered! Their tense spirits relaxed, and some even wept with joy, embracing each other and crying.

The senior disciples looked at the two remaining tokens on the altar, which still emanated terrifying lightning, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Zhang Yi...you old bastard, where did you get this power from? It's too fierce!" Yi Qian couldn't help but ask.

"It's Zhiwei!" Zhang Yi exclaimed loudly, "This kid can still help us even in the inner realm! He's the one who brought this down!"

"He can actually bring down power from his inner realm?" Yi Qian looked incredulous. This was an ability only the patriarchs possessed, yet Zhang Zhiwei actually had it? Had he truly become a saint and an patriarch?

The severe injury to Tsukuyomi caused a chain reaction that shattered the altar of the Shinto High Priest! He also suffered a huge backlash, staggering back several steps and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, there's power emanating from the Chinese Taoist lineage again. How is that possible? They clearly don't have many followers, so why is it so powerful?"

The Grand Master's face was ashen, his heart filled with doubt and resentment, but he had no time to think about it now. The Yata no Kagami in his hand shone brightly as he desperately channeled faith power into Tsukuyomi, trying to stabilize the situation.

Tsukuyomi, among the three noble gods, inherently represents protection, with defensive capabilities far exceeding offensive ones. Therefore, although she was in a sorry state just now, she did not suffer fatal damage.

Now, with the Grand Master's full support, his condition had improved somewhat. Seeing the unfavorable situation, he immediately considered retreating and wanted to leave the area.

But Zhang Yi wasn't about to let him off so easily!

Strike while the iron is hot! He, a seasoned veteran, understands the principle of kicking a man when he's down all too well!
He grabbed the second token from the altar, chanting incantations, his expression menacing:
"With a flick of the left hand, a golden star; with a hurled flaming bell, a fiery bell! Divine power omnipresent, subduing all evil spirits! Fall, fall!!!"

The incantation is recited, and the token is thrown!
The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly accelerated their rotation, as if forming a giant funnel!

A flash of golden light appeared in the sky, and a purple divine lightning bolt, even more terrifying and thicker than before, crashed down!

The blazing lightning bolt, as thick as two people could hug, instantly pierced through Tsukuyomi's body as she tried to escape!
"boom!!!"

A visible shockwave spread out from Tsukuyomi's center, dispersing the storm and scattering the moonlight.

Everyone instinctively dropped everything they were doing and stared intently at the towering bolt of lightning, even as their eyes watered from the intense light.

When the light faded and everyone opened their eyes again, they saw that the second moon that had been floating in the sky had completely disappeared, as if the scene just now was just a dream.

Tsukuyomi was forced back into the depths of his lineage, and already severely injured, he was about to face even more severe torment.

The Grand Master's altar was completely destroyed, and even the torii gate collapsed. Knowing that he was powerless to reverse the situation, he dared not linger and picked up the severely damaged Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror), leading his men in a hasty escape.

And within the interior.

Realizing that the external crisis had passed, Zhang Zhiwei regained his composure.

Although the power he just projected consumed a lot of energy, for Zhang Zhiwei, who is now comparable to a mobile Dharma vein, this consumption, though painful, is not considered a serious injury.

He refocused his attention on the typhoon disaster at hand.

The "Imperial Advisor" was still struggling against the typhoon, but its power was gradually weakening. This was a sign that the storm was about to end.

Zhang Zhiwei felt a sense of relief and was about to catch his breath, but he immediately became vigilant again because he discovered that the greater calamity that had been lurking in the shadows and gave him a feeling of impending doom seemed to be stirring because of his action of projecting power.

"What does this mean? Could it be that whether this greater calamity occurs or not is related to my actions just now?" Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself. He felt the sense of impending doom growing stronger and immediately turned his gaze to the outside world.

He soon discovered that his martial uncle was using the third token he had given him to hunt down the Shinto priest, killing a large number of Japanese pirate soldiers in the process.

The more Japanese pirate soldiers his martial uncle killed, the stronger his sense of impending doom grew. (End of Chapter)