Wife, you didn't really drug me, did you?

boom!
The three clashed with the Human Emperor's Divine Skill. At this moment, the entire Wu Mountain was shrouded in the three's protective aura. The soldiers who had escaped from the Wu Mountain area saw that the entire Wu Mountain had turned into three colors, the pitch-black Nine Li Divine Skill.

The golden aura of Xuanyuan, and the snow-white power of the Winter God.

The three colors instantly enveloped Wushan. At this moment, it was clear that Zhang Shicheng's Nine Li Demon Art was the most powerful, with the black demonic energy almost occupying half of the sky.

Meanwhile, Zhu Chongba's golden Xuanyuan Qi clashed with Chen Jie's white Winter God power.

At this moment, three colors and three forces were vying for power in the air and colliding on Mount Wu.

At that moment, everyone felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed. This feeling came from the most ancient war, and the descendants of those who experienced that war had that war etched into their genes.

At this moment, the world is dark, the sun and moon lose their color, and everything becomes uncontrollable.

Down the mountain, Yuan Sanjia drew a large Bagua pattern on the ground. Then he stood in the Bagua, holding a tortoise shell in his hand, looking towards the mountaintop. He was blind, but the three forces seemed like three volcanoes erupting even in the world of the blind.

The power of the ancestor of mankind!

At this moment, Yuan Sanjia immediately took the tortoise shell and began to divine.

Splash, splash, splash~
At this moment, Yuan Sanjia shook his head three times, and the three forces in the air fell directly into his tortoise shell. Then, two forces returned to Wushan. Upon seeing this, Yuan Sanjia's gaze sharpened, and a hint of surprise and horror appeared in his eyes.

How could this power be projected onto Mount Wu!

This doesn't make sense!
Could it be that Yuan Sanjia's expression changed slightly? Could it be that there are two divine artifacts of the Human Emperor on this mountain, instead of one? If so, Zhu Chongba has hidden a divine artifact on this mountaintop!

Thinking of this, Yuan Sanjia was terrified. No wonder the divination he received when he arrived was so bad.

If Zhu Chongba harbors malicious intentions and eventually turns against Chen Jiu Si, then things will be very bad.

Yuan Sanjia pondered how to get the message up the mountain.

At this moment, the third copper coin fell onto the tortoise shell. Yuan Sanjia caught the coin and muttered to himself, "It's actually in Huangzhou Prefecture, Mianshui County, Wild Wolf Gully!"

Yuan Sanjia exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this Chen Jiu Si's hometown?"

I never imagined that the Shennong Staff I had been searching for for so long would actually be in Wild Wolf Gully. It really is true that you can search high and low without finding it!
Thinking this, Yuan Sanjia said, "Knowing the location is half the job done for today, but Zhu Chongba has hidden the Xuanyuan Sword on this mountain. If Chen Jiusi is not careful, he will fall into his trap."

"No, I have to go tell him."

As Yuan Sanjia pondered this, he took a step toward Wushan, but the moment he took his first step, he suddenly heard a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha!"

The sound was very penetrating, passing right through him. Yuan Sanjia was startled and looked at the person who spoke. Although he was blind, his spiritual sense was extremely strong, and he could identify the person by the aura emanating from them.

Yuan Sanjia tapped the ground lightly with his cane and said, "Shaolin, Kudu!"

"Amitabha Buddha, Master Yuan, how have you been?"

Kudu looked at Yuan Sanjia and said, "Everyone says that monks are detached from worldly desires, but you seem to have not completely renounced them!"

"Haha... The Buddha said that the Buddha has all forms, and the emptiness of the four elements is a form. I am also a form. By the way, I shouldn't be discussing this with you. When I have the chance in the future, I will go to the Maitreya Temple in Xiangyang to talk to Peng Yingyu. It should be very beneficial."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Sanjia looked at Kudu and said, "Hehe, you monk, you're quite the smooth talker. Do you also want to participate in the rise and fall of the world?"

Upon hearing this, Kudu said, "Oh, no, I'm not here to participate in the rise and fall of the world. I'm here to cheer on my disciple."

"I heard that my disciple is here today to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path. As his master, I cannot stand idly by and watch my disciple suffer!"

Yuan Sanjia looked at Kudu and said, "Is the Xuanyuan Sword in Zhu Chongba's hands?"

Upon hearing this, Kudu chuckled and said, "Divine artifacts naturally belong to virtuous people. My disciple's maternal grandfather was a soldier at Yai Shan during the Song Dynasty, shouldering the hopes of the Song Dynasty. He taught my disciple the Xuanyuan Divine Skill, and now he has this divine artifact in his hands. It is naturally the will of Heaven. Yuan Sanjia, you are also a person who follows the will of Heaven. Do you intend to do something against the will of Heaven today?"

Yuan Sanjia then looked at Kudu and said, "A virtuous man, Chen Jiusi came to help him resolve the deadly situation, yet he harbored murderous intent. Is this the behavior of a hero?"

Kudu laughed loudly and said, "The one who wins the world is not a hero. The hero is Xiang Yu, but the one who wins the world is Liu Bang. Therefore, Chen Jiu Si should be Xiang Yu, and my disciple should be Liu Bang!"

"You old bald monk, you're really good at twisting the truth! Are you going to let me through or not?"

At this moment, Yuan Sanjia slowly drew his Spring Breeze Willow Sword and pointed it at the withered ferry.

Kudu said, "Perhaps I will have to compete with Master Yuan today."

"Amitabha!"

With a utterance of Buddhist chant, an image of Buddha immediately appeared behind him.

Seeing his appearance, he cursed, "You and your master are truly shameless. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Sanjia suddenly attacked, his long sword transforming into a gentle spring rain, striking the dry riverbed like a continuous drizzle.

At this moment, Kudu raised his hand, using the Buddhist gesture of holding up a flower, and began to maneuver with Yuan Sanjia.

Both of them are seasoned veterans, having been ranked on the Heavenly Ranking for many years. Ku Du ranks fifth on the Heavenly Ranking, and his strength is actually comparable to that of Bo Luo Te Mu Er, who ranked fourth on the Heavenly Ranking back then. He is also on par with Peng Ying Yu, who ranked sixth on the Heavenly Ranking, both being at the fourth level of the Melting God realm.
Yuan Sanjia is also a fourth-level Fusion God. The reason he is ranked ahead is because his Qimen Dunjia is too powerful and unpredictable, and ordinary people simply cannot deal with him.

That's why he has been able to maintain his position as the third-ranked figure on the Heavenly Ranking.

In a real fight, the two were evenly matched, with Yuan Sanjia slightly stronger, but not by much. It wouldn't be easy to determine a winner.

On Mount Wu, Chen Jiu Si, Zhu Chong Ba, and Zhang Shi Cheng are engaged in a duel between the three emperors.

Down the mountain, Yuan Sanjia and Kudu were exchanging blows, and the battle quickly reached a fever pitch. The fighting was so intense that it was almost dark, and the scene was extremely fierce, making everyone who watched feel that it was not a good place to stay.

The great battle continued, and more than 200,000 people watched the scene from below Wu Mountain.

This continued for a full hour, when a loud bang was heard, and half of Wushan exploded. The mountain collapsed, trees were uprooted, and rocks rolled down everywhere.

Seeing all this, Yuan Sanjia and Kudu stopped fighting. At this moment, the black aura slowly dissipated, and golden light and white light gained the upper hand.

Yuan Sanjia said to Kudu, "They won."

After saying this, Yuan Sanjia looked at Kudu and said, "But don't underestimate Zhang Shicheng; he also has a destiny."

Kudu said, "But with the combined strength of Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Shennong, it's impossible for Chiyou to win." As they were talking, they saw Chen Jie and Zhu Chongba on the mountaintop, panting heavily, with cold sweat on their foreheads and wounds on their bodies.

At this moment, Zhang Shicheng, leaning on his Tiger Soul Blade, coughed up a mouthful of blood. Looking at the two people in front of him, Zhu Chongba said, "Zhang Shicheng, do you still want to struggle now?"

Zhang Shicheng looked at Zhu Chongba and Chen Jiusi and sneered, "You two bastards, you really think you've got me cornered, cough cough..."

Zhu Chongba glanced at Chen Jie, then turned to Zhang Shicheng and said, "Stop struggling. We'll give you a chance. If you admit defeat, hand over your Tiger Soul Blade, and destroy your cultivation, we'll spare your life."

"Otherwise, today would be your death anniversary."

"Hahaha……"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shicheng laughed loudly and said, "You two have a good idea. If I hand over the Tiger Soul Blade, you're dreaming. Let me tell you, you're not qualified to kill your Grandpa Zhang."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Chongba looked at Zhang Shicheng and said, "You still have other tricks up your sleeve?"

Chen Jie took a step back and quietly shielded Zhu Chongba in front of him.

Zhu Chongba looked at Zhang Shicheng, who slowly stood up, leaning on his Tiger Soul Blade, and said, "Zhu Chongba, Chen Jiu Si."

"This world cannot be so easily ruled by you. Today I demand an explanation from you."

As he spoke, Zhang Shicheng slowly raised his Tiger Soul Blade.

At this moment, looking at Zhu Chongba and Chen Jiusi, he said, "Thousands of years ago, you people who practiced the same techniques joined forces to kill my Demon Lord Chiyou. Today, you two descendants have joined forces to kill me again. How can the world be decided by your own words?"

"Today, I will demand an explanation from the descendants of Chi You, the Demon Lord from a thousand years ago!"

As he spoke, Zhang Shicheng suddenly raised the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand into the air, and then roared, "Chi You Demon Lord, your successor, I borrow your demonic power to help me kill the traitors and avenge the justice of a thousand years ago!"

Rumble~
As Zhang Shicheng roared, thunder and lightning roared in the air, as if the heavens were igniting the earth's fire.

At that moment, countless golden demonic energies suddenly emanated from the Tiger Soul Blade, followed by a voice from ancient times: "Junior, I'm here to take you!"

Rumble~
As the sound rang out, the Tiger Soul Blade suddenly transformed into magma and began to flow backward toward Zhang Shicheng.

Zhang Shicheng's previously stable state of mind began to shake and loosen wildly.

His strength originally gave him the opportunity to reach the fifth level of the Fusion God realm, but unfortunately, when he was absorbing the Grand Elder's cultivation at the end, the Grand Elder used a move that resulted in mutual destruction!

Finally, they severely injured Zhang Shicheng, causing Zhang Shicheng's strength to remain at the peak of the fourth level of the Fusion God realm, unable to advance any further.

Today, Zhang Shicheng used this technique of borrowing strength. The power of Chi You stored in the Tiger Soul Blade slowly flowed into Zhang Shicheng's body, causing his strength to begin to loosen and actually climb to the fifth level of the Melting God realm.

And it's climbing like crazy; once you reach the fifth level of the Melting God realm, you're considered a terrestrial immortal.

This directly triggered extraordinary celestial phenomena, with wind and thunder rolling in.

This scene immediately alarmed the one on Wudang Mountain. Amidst the clouds and mist, Zhang Sanfeng was comprehending the Dao of Heaven and explaining his insights to his disciples. If these disciples could understand even a single word, it would be a leap forward in their martial arts journey.

Unfortunately, they were all dull-witted, except for Zhang Cuishan, who had decent comprehension and could understand a little bit of what they were saying.

But at that moment, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly stopped preaching and looked in the direction of Hangzhou. The Seven Masters of Wudang, seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had stopped preaching and looked in the direction of Suzhou and Hangzhou, asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhang Sanfeng then said, "Someone is undergoing the tribulation of wind and thunder, hoping to enter the fifth stage and reach the realm of a terrestrial immortal."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was greatly surprised and exclaimed, "Is another terrestrial immortal about to appear in this world?"

Zhang Sanfeng did not answer, while the seven disciples were all discussing among themselves.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes seemed to be able to see the distant battlefield. After observing for a moment, he said, "It's a pity that the foundation gained is still too shallow! What a pity, what a pity..."

After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng fell silent.

Meanwhile, in the direction of Dadu, Emperor Qianyuan was crying to the Living Buddha Phagpa, lamenting that the country was falling apart and his decrees could no longer extend beyond Beizhili.

Phagpa did not speak, but just looked at Emperor Qianyuan. He himself had dedicated himself to this empire for a hundred years and was somewhat tired.

However, out of gratitude for the kindness shown to him in the past, Phagpa could not back down.

He was about to comfort Emperor Qian Yuan when he suddenly paused, then looked towards Suzhou and Hangzhou with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "The tribulation of wind and thunder, someone wants to attempt to become a terrestrial immortal!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianyuan was greatly alarmed and exclaimed, "Ah! Imperial Preceptor, if another terrestrial immortal emerges from among the Han people, will we still have a chance to survive?"

Phagpa also looked worried. At this moment, he really wanted to ride his eagle down to the south of the Yangtze River, but he knew that as long as he dared to leave Dadu, that old fellow Zhang Sanfeng would definitely come to block him.

Therefore, he had absolutely no way out.

Thinking this, Phagpa frowned. Looking at the abundance of talented people among the Han Chinese, and the fact that he was powerless to help them, this sense of powerlessness was enough to make him feel extremely frustrated.

I feel powerless!
Phagpa sighed. He knew in his heart that the fortune of the Great Qian Empire had been almost exhausted, and the emperor in front of him was so foolish that he had cut down all the pillars that supported the fortune of the Great Qian Empire.

The exile of Tuotuo and the forced departure of the Prince of Ruyang were all directly eroding the national fortune of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The situation has reached a point of no return. The next thing to consider is not how to save the Great Qian Dynasty, but how to protect Dadu.

If that doesn't work, we should find the victor among the three people in the Southern regime and talk to them about whether we can achieve a division of power between the North and the South.

It wouldn't be unacceptable to let them become a small, isolated court like the Song Dynasty.

But now that another terrestrial deity is about to appear, will they agree with their ideas?

Phagpa couldn't help but sigh, "How come there are so many talented people among the Han people?"
Thinking this, Phagpa sighed helplessly, but then his eyes suddenly lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, thank goodness, that person's foundation was so weak that he couldn't even withstand the tribulation of wind and thunder. He was just an ordinary fifth-level Fusion God."

"Heh heh, if you don't become a terrestrial immortal, you'll always be an ant!"

Phagpa's lips curled slightly. The Han people were ultimately not destined by Heaven; there was still room for maneuver. (End of Chapter)