I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

The Desolate Heavenly Emperor and all the Immortal Emperors responded in unison, "We will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

Seeing this, Jiang Wang felt somewhat relieved, knowing that with the help of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and others, the affairs of the Underworld would at least not descend into chaos.

He turned to look at Ao Yuwei and saw that she had recovered from her shock, her eyes filled with gratitude and determination. He quickly said, "Disciple, you have obtained the Ancestral Dragon's Inner Core and have also won the favor of the Empress. Your future is limitless."

"Now in the underworld, you must accompany your master on your training; do not disappoint the Queen's high expectations."

Ao Yuwei immediately knelt down and said respectfully, "This disciple will remember Master's teachings and will certainly not fail Your Majesty's kindness!"

Seeing the master and disciple in this state, Lady Pingxin nodded in satisfaction, and then said to Jiang Wang, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, now that the matter of the Underworld has been settled, you still need to go to the Eight Views Palace as soon as possible to ask the Supreme Lord Lao about the wonderful uses of the God-Slaying Whip Talisman."

Although this item was a treasure from your past life, in this life you cultivate the Path of Primordial Chaos, so you need to refine it again to unleash its true power.

Jiang Wang was startled, realizing that Lady Pingxin wanted him to quickly complete his Dao foundation in order to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Underworld.

He respectfully replied, "Disciple understands and will immediately go to the Eight Views Palace to seek guidance from Grandmaster."

Empress Pingxin waved her hand, her tone slightly mocking: "Go, go, so you won't wander around in this Netherworld and make Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva come to me to complain again."

"You, the leader of the Human Sect, are truly skilled at ripping off the Buddhist community. No wonder Lao Tzu holds you in high regard."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang was immediately embarrassed and quickly bowed to take his leave: "Your Majesty is too kind. This disciple will now proceed to the Eight Views Palace. Fellow Daoists, please follow me!"

Upon seeing this, the Desolate Emperor and the others stood up and left the main hall with Jiang Wang.

Ao Yuwei followed closely behind, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation, clearly looking forward to meeting the primordial sage she was about to meet.

Two underworld generals, one with golden shackles and the other with silver chains, led the group through the many palaces of the underworld, heading towards the Heavenly Court.

Outside the hall, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva watched the backs of Jiang Wang and his group from afar, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He murmured to himself, "The leader of the Human Sect, the Great Evolution True Lord... truly extraordinary."

The Empress has entrusted him with the important task of ruling the Underworld; Mount Ling is likely to have a headache.

The creature beside him let out a low growl, seemingly echoing its master's sentiments.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva gently stroked Di Ting's head and sighed, "So be it. Matters of the underworld will be decided by the Heavenly Way."

We Buddhists only need to guard our true nature and patiently await the opportune moment.

Meanwhile, Jiang Wang and his group had left the underworld and embarked on the cloud road leading to the Heavenly Court.

Looking at the ethereal clouds and spiritual energy all around, the Desolate Emperor couldn't help but sigh, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, this primordial world is indeed magnificent, far surpassing my world of Shrouding the Heavens."

If the underworld is like this, what about the heavenly court?

Jiang Wang smiled slightly and pointed to the towering Heavenly Palace in the distance: "Fellow Daoist Shi, the Heavenly Court is the central hub of the Three Realms, in charge of the operation of heaven and earth, and suppressing demons and monsters."

Once you arrive at the South Heavenly Gate, you will see its magnificent grandeur.

However, I must first remind you that the Heavenly Court has strict rules, so please do not act rashly, lest you cause unnecessary trouble.

The Desolate Emperor laughed heartily, exuding a heroic spirit: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, rest assured, although we come from outer realms, we still know proper etiquette."

Besides, with you leading the way, how could the Heavenly Court possibly make things difficult for us?

Jiang Wang chuckled inwardly, knowing that although the Desolate Emperor was bold, he was also cautious; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to stand firm in the world of Shrouding the Heavens.

Just as he was about to reply, he heard Ao Yuwei say softly, "Master, are there any senior dragons in the Heavenly Court? I obtained the Ancestral Dragon's inner core, but I always feel uneasy, as if it is related to the dragon's fortune."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang's gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Disciple, since you have this feeling, it means that the Ancestral Dragon's inner core is in harmony with your destiny."

Although the Dragon Clan is not prominent in the Heavenly Court, there are still a few senior figures in charge.

"Once we reach the Heavenly Court, I will take you to meet the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas; perhaps they can answer your questions."

Ao Yuwei nodded, feeling slightly relieved, but couldn't help asking, "Master, what is so mysterious about that God-Slaying Whip talisman? Since you were Jiang Ziya in your previous life, the master of the Investiture of the Gods, did you already know all the secrets of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld?"

Jiang Wang gave a wry smile and shook his head, saying, "Disciple, you think too highly of your master."

My past life is now shrouded in mystery, but this God-Slaying Whip talisman seems to be connected to my mind and spirit.

When we meet our grandmaster, the answer will be clear.

As for the secrets of Heaven and the Underworld, I only know a little, far less than Your Majesty knows everything.

"Rest assured, come with me to the Eight Views Palace. Do not let your mind wander."

As the group talked, they arrived at the South Heavenly Gate.

Golden light shone in countless rays, auspicious clouds filled the air, and the South Heavenly Gate soared into the clouds. Heavenly soldiers and generals stood before the gate, holding golden spears, solemn and majestic.

Jiang Wang took out the token of the Great Evolution True Lord and said loudly, "The leader of the Human Sect, the Great Evolution True Lord Jiang Wang, is leading fellow Daoists from other realms to the Eight Views Palace to pay respects to the Supreme Lord Laozi. Please allow us to pass!"

The Heavenly Soldier Commander glanced at the token, then at the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the others. A hint of wariness flashed in his eyes, but he dared not be negligent and said respectfully, "True Lord Jiang, please. Fellow Daoists, please!"

Jiang Wang led the group through the South Heavenly Gate and into the Heavenly Court.

The Desolate Emperor and the others felt a blur before their eyes, and all around them were immortal mountains and pavilions, with spiritual energy as vast as the sea, exuding endless mystery and majesty.

Yunxi couldn't help but whisper, "Husband, the aura of the Heavenly Court is indeed extraordinary."

Compared to the celestial realm of our world, it possesses a greater sense of grandeur and righteousness.

The Desolate Emperor nodded and said in a deep voice, "The Heavenly Dao here is perfect, far surpassing the world of Shrouding the Heavens. Fellow Daoist Jiang, just who is your grandmaster, the Supreme Lord Laozi? To be able to teach a disciple like you, he must be a supreme being of the Three Realms."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang smiled bitterly to himself, but said aloud, "Fellow Daoist Shi, you flatter me."

My ancestor was the founder of the Human Religion, the Moral Celestial Venerable, who cultivated the Way of Non-Action and transcended worldly affairs.

"Once you've met your grandmaster, you'll all know his charisma."

As they spoke, the group arrived in front of the Eight Views Palace.

The palace gates are ancient and simple, shrouded in a misty purple aura, with faint, ethereal music emanating from them.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, stepped forward, knocked on the door, and said respectfully, "Disciple Jiang Wang, along with fellow Daoists from other realms, pays respects to Grandmaster and requests an audience!"

The palace gates opened silently, and a clear voice came from within: "Jiang Wang, bring your friends in."

Jiang Wang was overjoyed and quickly led everyone into the Eight Views Palace.

Purple mist filled the palace, and in the center, an octagonal furnace burned quietly. Beside the furnace stood a white-haired Taoist priest, holding a whisk, with a kind face but deep, unfathomable eyes.

It was none other than Lao Tzu.

"Disciple Jiang Wang greets Grandmaster!"

Jiang Wang immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully.

When Jiang Wang saw Ye Xiaoheizi acting like he was putting on a big show, he almost burst out laughing. In order not to give himself away, he hurriedly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood to cover up his upturned lips.

I'll chop you up!

A strange and chilling shriek came from the heavens, and nine dark lights, like black dragons, flashed down and slashed towards King Jiang, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

Jiang Wang felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss of cold. Even though he had the cultivation of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he was still half a level below these strange ancestors who possessed some of the strength of saints. In addition, the opponent was fighting him nine against one. If he had not had the treasure formed from his acquired merits, he would have only perished, leaving behind a trace of remnant life.

There's still a mysterious progenitor who wields the power of time who hasn't made a move yet, so he can't fall first!

In an instant, Jiang Wang decided to fight to the death to help Houtu Niangniang complete her fishing plan. Moreover, he had a substitute immortality talisman secretly prepared by Houtu Niangniang, which was tantamount to having an extra life. He had to use all his skills to see if his cultivation could withstand this blow that was enough to kill him.

Moreover, he clearly knew from the aura he sensed that the nine strange ancestors who made the move were holding back their strength and did not intend to shred him to dust. They were also hesitant to act, fearing that they might damage the treasure in their hands that contained boundless merit.

When Jiang Wang is in dire straits, he adapts; when he adapts, he finds success. Without holding back, the Nine Provinces Cauldron rises beneath his feet, and auspicious clouds from all heavens appear above his head, protecting the four of them. He secretly uses the incomplete creation technique of the Heaven-Opening Chapter, wielding the tower as an axe, and waves his hand to meet the attack.

In that instant, the nine bolts of Heavenly Cold Lightning, which were originally fused into one, revealed many gaps. Although they were unusable for others, he, knowing the other party's wishful thinking, naturally used the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda as a get-out-of-jail-free card.

Moreover, the incomplete mental cultivation method of the Opening Heaven Chapter can even separate chaos, and these nine streams of cold lightning, which are far from being a unified whole, are also much inferior to chaos.

He immediately went head-to-head, refusing to give an inch.

boom!
呲!
Two earth-shattering sounds came from where the precious light and cold thunder struck. The ancient and indestructible earth surrounding the burial ground was reduced to nothing, leaving only the brilliant light of the three supreme treasures still shining on the place.

The Nine Provinces Cauldron shrank to a diameter of three meters, containing the four people inside. The auspicious clouds of the heavens also transformed into a large, cone-shaped umbrella, protecting their heads.

Holding the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda in one hand and supporting the Nine Provinces Cauldron in the other, Jiang Wang spat out a mouthful of blood. His chaotic true energy vanished without a trace along with the blood light that turned into black smoke as it flew out. His body was empty, without a trace of true energy. Just as his life force was about to be cut off, a wisp of primordial purple energy was generated from his dantian. After circulating for a while, it restored eighty or ninety percent of his strength.

Jiang Wang was overjoyed, realizing that this was the true value of a Primordial Golden Immortal. Although it did not possess the inexhaustible power of a saint, it could still generate Primordial Purple Qi from nothingness to restore its strength. Wasn't this a perfect little saint?
Before he could finish celebrating, a final burst of energy emerged from the ethereal void, transforming into a sharp, cold arrow that shot out from beside him, aiming straight for his brow!
Jiang Wang knew that only an attack from the past could bypass his protective treasure and directly target his true form. And just as this power from the past appeared at this moment, another scorching and desolate aura also emerged from the triple treasure light, following closely behind. The two completely different powers converged, their power increasing sharply, and struck straight at his brow dantian.

Almost simultaneously, light and shadow flickered in the void, and eight faint shadows, shrouded in layers of mist, appeared on the spot. Each of them shot out a dark beam of light, covering the three supreme treasures suspended in the air.

Ye Xiaohei, Wang Teng, and Ao Yuwei felt an incomparably sharp force surge towards them, and the aura of death rose in their hearts. Then they felt a sense of relief, and the paper figures on their bodies vanished. They knew it was Houtu Niangniang's wonderful work that had neutralized their fatal blow. Without thinking, they lay down on the ground, assuming a deadly posture.

Jiang Wang let out a roar, and his figure blurred as he split in two.

One person transformed into a golden ray of light and flew backward; the other, instead of retreating, advanced, a purple evil mark appearing between his brows, shooting out an incomparably bright lightning bolt to meet him head-on.

Even a grain of rice can shine!

The aura that was aimed directly at his brow also split apart, turning into two beams of light, one blue and one green. The blue light flashed and blocked the flying golden light; the green light transformed into a net that descended upon Jiang Wang without changing its direction.

The moment they touched, the golden light and blue shadow behind them vanished without a trace, and Jiang Wang's figure transformed into an ancient iron sword, which was caught by the emerald green net overhead.

Jiang Wang felt as if the green net was as soft as silk, not only wrapping him tighter and tighter in the present, but also in the past and future. If he did not attain the status of a Primordial Golden Immortal and leave an eternal mark in the river of time, then the only way would be to completely erase him from the river of time.

This is the power of time at the Quasi-Saint level; it is unstoppable and unavoidable, leaving only one option: a direct confrontation.

No matter when the attack comes, it must be anchored at this very moment in order to extend to both the past and the future. If the attack is slightly mishandled, the strange progenitor who controls time will reverse cause and effect, pry open a crack in his immortal golden body, and then take the opportunity to expand the victory and wipe him out in one fell swoop.

However, anyone who uses the power of time and space must also withstand attacks from an opponent on the other side of time and space. Since they are equal, it can be considered that under the laws of time, both sides are equal.

In an instant, Jiang Wang understood that Houtu Niangniang wanted him to use "empty attacks against empty ones".

The true meaning of these four words is that no matter how illusory time may be, it is still one of the laws of the Great Evolution, and it is one of the top three Great Daos among the Three Thousand Great Daos. It can be said that if two people compete with each other in time attacks, it will be endless, and in the end it will become a competition of health bars and cultivation levels.

But no matter how illusory the rules are, they are nothing compared to the Wuji before Hunyuan. Once he enters the Wuji realm, any attack will miss, including the endless attacks in the river of time.

Even the time anchor point has disappeared. The strange progenitor who launched a full-scale attack will only get lost in the river of time. By the time he swims ashore, it will be too late. Because in the instant he gets lost, Houtu Niangniang must have seized control of the river of time in the world of Shrouding the Heavens.

Although Jiang Wang did not know how profound Houtu Niangniang's attainments in time magic were, he was very clear that if Houtu Niangniang wanted to seize the power of time in the prehistoric world, then the power of time would belong to her.

The cycle of reincarnation involves the laws of time. If one does not know the past and future, how can one reincarnate? Reincarnation is based on time. If Houtu Niangniang did not have the ability to control the river of time, the cycle of reincarnation would have long been in complete chaos.

This place is now shrouded in the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. Once the Strange Ancestor enters the formation, he will never be able to escape!
With a thought, Jiang Wang's body merged with the sword, and the Zhuxian Sword once again transformed into endless void, without beginning or end, as if all things in heaven and earth did not exist. The Zhuxian Sword was untouched by cause and effect, and it also temporarily severed any connection between him and the entire world.

One sword cleaves through all phenomena! (End of Chapter)