Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 277 The Black Tortoise Encounters Crisis, Bai Jing Battles Yang Mei

Jiang Ziya toured around Chaoge and found it to be extremely prosperous, showing no signs of decline whatsoever.

"Master's words are certainly not wrong, but how does the Great Shang Dynasty seem to be on the verge of collapse?"

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ziya decided to visit his good friend Song Yiren. Before he left Chaoge, Song Yiren went to do business, and he wondered how he was doing.

Jiang Ziya first went back to his home and found it in ruins. Song Yiren no longer lived nearby. Helpless, Jiang Ziya could only try to find out about Song Yiren.

To Jiang Ziya's surprise, Song Yiren was quite famous, and it was easy to find out where he lived.

It turns out that not long after Jiang Ziya left Chaoge to seek immortality, Song Yiren started a millet and soybean business, and from then on, he became a very wealthy man known far and wide in Chaoge.

Based on the information he had gathered, Jiang Ziya arrived at Song Yiren's current residence. Looking at the magnificent gate before him, Jiang Ziya was overwhelmed with a sense of the vicissitudes of life.

After sighing for a while, Jiang Ziya raised his hand and knocked on the gate of the Song residence.

A moment later, the gate of the Song residence opened, and a servant-like man walked out. After looking Jiang Ziya up and down, the man curled his lip and asked with a disdainful expression, "Who are you and what brings you to my Song residence to knock on the door?"

Jiang Ziya, unconcerned by the servant's attitude, said with a smile, "I am a good friend of your master. I have been away for many years and have returned today to pay my respects to my elder brother."

"My master's friend?" The servant sneered. "My master is over seventy years old. How old are you? How dare you impersonate my master's friend? Get out, get out now, or believe me, I'll have someone throw you out."

"Young man, why don't you tell your master that Jiang Ziya has come to pay his respects?"

"Hey! Can't you understand what I'm saying, you scoundrel? Men, get this freeloader out of here!" The servant shouted, and immediately several burly guards rushed out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Ziya moved quickly and rushed into the mansion.

Jiang Ziya is a terrestrial immortal, while these mortals only look strong. None of them have any cultivation, so how could they stop Jiang Ziya?

Inside the Song residence, Song Yiren, with his white beard, was lying on a recliner basking in the sun when a figure suddenly rushed in, startling him greatly.

Song Yiren instinctively wanted to call for help, but upon closer inspection, he felt that the person was very familiar.

A few breaths later, Song Yiren pointed at Jiang Ziya with a look of surprise and said, "You...you are Brother Ziya?"

Jiang Ziya cultivated to become an Earth Immortal in his fifties, and he looked to be in his fifties as well. His hair and beard were gray and white, unlike Song Yiren who had a full head of white hair. That's why the servant thought Jiang Ziya was there to freeload.

Looking at his once youthful brother, now nearing seventy with a white beard, Jiang Ziya felt a pang of pain in his heart. He grasped Song Yiren's hand and said, "Brother Yiren, it is indeed Ziya."

Just then, the servant and the guards rushed over and shouted to Song Yiren, "Master, be careful! This scoundrel is impersonating your friend. Have us beat him out of the courtyard!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yiren's face turned ashen, and he slapped the servant hard across the face: "You dare hit my brother? Believe me or not, I'll kill you! Now get out of here with these people!"

The servant was so dizzy from the beating that he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

The servant and guards hurriedly left, and Song Yiren regained his excited demeanor. He grasped Jiang Ziya's hand and said, "Brother Ziya, it's been over 50 years since we last met. You look so much younger than me. Could it be that you've truly become a legendary immortal?"

Jiang Ziya smiled wryly, "I've only barely stepped onto the path of cultivation. I'm still a long way from becoming an immortal! By the way, brother, I have a pill here that can extend the lifespan of mortals by a hundred years."

There are many pills that can prolong the life of mortals without cultivation aptitude, but there are very few that can extend life by a hundred years with just one pill. The fact that Jiang Ziya could take out such a pill shows how deep the brotherhood between the two is.

Upon hearing this, Song Yiren excitedly accepted the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. Jiang Ziya also stepped in to help Song Yiren refine the pill.

After the elixir entered his body, Song Yiren felt incredibly comfortable all over, as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

A moment later, Song Yiren had fully refined the medicinal effects of the elixir, and his beard and hair had turned grayish-white like Jiang Ziya's, making him look much more energetic.

Song Yiren was overjoyed. He was about to thank Jiang Ziya when Jiang Ziya spoke first, saying, "We are brothers, there's no need for thanks. You took good care of me back then."

Song Yiren nodded and stopped being coy. He asked Jiang Ziya, "Brother Ziya, since you failed to become an immortal, what are your plans for this trip back home?"

Jiang Ziya sighed and said, "I have no plans. My master told me that my chance to become an immortal lies in the mortal world, so he sent me down the mountain. But my family is now completely empty, and I don't know how to enter the mortal world."

Upon hearing this, Song Yiren laughed heartily: "You have cultivated the immortal path, but your brother is no longer the same as before. Half of the millet in Chaoge is supplied by my Song family. Brother Ziya, if you don't mind, how about I arrange for you to be a head manager? Doing business requires contact with people, so this can be considered entering the mortal world, right?"

Jiang Ziya's eyes lit up. According to Song Yiren, since his business was so large, he should be able to see some of the true situation in Chaoge.

Thinking about this, Jiang Ziya almost agreed immediately. However, he hesitated because he had never done business before and was worried about ruining Brother Yiren's shop.
Song Yiren immediately saw through Jiang Ziya's concerns. He laughed and said, "Brother Ziya, there's no need to worry. I have many shops in Chaoge. It doesn't matter if one or two have problems."

Since Song Yiren had said so, Jiang Ziya did not refuse again. He cupped his hands and said, "Ziya, thank you, brother."

Soon, Song Yiren arranged for Jiang Ziya to be the head manager of the largest branch in the city.

Jiang Ziya soon went to take up his post. According to his master, the time when the phoenix cries at Qishan is the time when a wise ruler will be born. Qishan is in Xiqi. According to his master, the Shang Dynasty is about to run out of time.

But when he arrived in Chaoge, he found that the weather was favorable, the government was efficient and the people were harmonious, and there was no sign of chaos. So Jiang Ziya decided to stay there for the time being and take a closer look.

Shen Gongbao traveled to the Shang Dynasty to observe the local customs and traditions, while Jiang Ziya remained in Chaoge, secretly observing the Shang Dynasty from the perspective of a merchant.

Both of the chosen ones of destiny in the Investiture of the Gods have entered the right state of mind.

Meanwhile, on Yingzhou Immortal Island.

The tortoise spirit, who was cultivating, suddenly felt uneasy, and then this feeling of unease slowly turned into heartache and sorrow.

Gui Ling sensed that something must have happened to someone close to him to elicit such a reaction.

Gui Ling calculated with his fingers, but found no indication that his relatives and friends were in mortal danger.

"Strange, why am I waiting when no relatives or friends have been affected? Could it be that something happened to the ancestor?" Thinking of this, Gui Ling's expression changed drastically.

The Xuan Turtle Ancestor was sent into the Chaos by his master with the purpose of freeing him from his predetermined fate, escaping the control of the Heavenly Dao, and seeking to take human form.

Now, more than a dozen eons have passed, and there has been no news of the ancestor. Today, he suddenly felt sad. Could it be that something happened to the ancestor? Thinking of this, Gui Ling immediately flew to Bai Jing's secluded cultivation place.

In fact, Bai Jing sensed that something had happened to the Xuan Turtle even before the turtle spirit came over.

Bai Jing once said that once the Xuan Turtle could break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and successfully transform into human form, he would make the Xuan Turtle the vice leader of the Holy Lotus Sect.

In a sense, the Xuan Turtle and the Holy Lotus Sect are also connected by fate.

Since their fates are intertwined, Bai Jing will naturally sense it.

"Master."

"No need for further words, I already know about this matter, I will go there myself." After saying that, Bai Jing's figure disappeared.

Bai Jing, relying on the luck he shared with the Xuan Turtle, flew all the way to the depths of chaos.

Bai Jing quickly found the Xuan Turtle.

Bai Jing could tell at a glance that the Xuan Turtle had spent more than ten eons to finally break the shackles of the Primordial Heavenly Dao on it, and was now gathering its magical power to take form.

But at some point, a broken true spirit exuding a strange aura silently entered the Xuan Turtle's sea of ​​consciousness and was fighting with the Xuan Turtle for his physical body. Moreover, the Xuan Turtle was at a disadvantage at this time.

Bai Jing frowned. A broken true spirit was able to silently take over the body of the Xuan Turtle. This true spirit's origin was not simple!

The more powerful the being, the less Bai Jing would allow it to possess the Xuan Turtle's body.

So Bai Jing raised his hand and pointed, releasing his full magical power at the eighth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, intending to directly imprison this true spirit.

Just as Bai Jing's attack was about to land on the Xuan Turtle, the surrounding spacetime suddenly froze. Although the spacetime confinement was less than a ten-thousandth of a second for Bai Jing, he was indeed frozen in place, and his attack was thus shattered.

Bai Jing snorted coldly, summoned the Four Extremes Venerable, and attacked again.

With the Four Extremes Venerable One suppressing space and time, theoretically, no space-time-related supernatural power should affect Bai Jing.

To Bai Jing's surprise, he could clearly sense that the flow of time around him was slowing down.

If this continues, his attacks will probably never land on the Xuan Turtle.

As far as Bai Jing knows, there is only one person with such attainments in time and space, and that is the Great Immortal Yang Mei.

With a thought, Bai Jing summoned the Primordial Measuring Ruler in his hand. Faced with the methods of Yang Mei the Great Immortal, Bai Jing chose the most direct solution: to break through all laws with sheer force!

Bai Jing is now at the eighth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, and he has comprehended eight of the axe marks left by the Great God Pangu in his sea of ​​consciousness.

These eight axe marks were made by Bai Jing using the Primordial Measuring Ruler, shattering everything around them.

Amidst the shattered chaos, the figure of Yangmei the Great Immortal emerged.

In fact, Bai Jing's current foundation is on par with that of the Chaos Demon God. His true form is a 30th-grade Pure World White Lotus, which is a Chaos Spiritual Root. In the Chaos, Bai Jing is just as at ease as the Chaos Demon God.

Therefore, he could clearly perceive that Yang Mei Daxian's cultivation had reached the half-step Heavenly Dao Realm, far surpassing Bai Jing's Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Eighth Heaven, and was three major realms higher.

Such a gap is almost an insurmountable chasm in the primordial world. Ordinary cultivators would probably have already given up when faced with such a powerful enemy.

However, Bai Jing showed no fear. His confidence stemmed from the Four Extremes Divine Weapon in his hand, which was comparable to a Chaos Treasure. This treasure was unparalleled in defense and indestructible, enough to make him invincible from the innate level.

Even though Yang Mei was a highly skilled immortal, Bai Jing was not intimidated by him at all. Since Yang Mei insisted on preventing him from saving people, he might as well have a fight and settle the score.

Time was of the essence, and there was no room for delay. Without hesitation, Bai Jing activated the Four Extremes Square Venerable. Rays of chaotic light burst forth from the venerable, transforming into an indestructible protective shield that firmly protected his body.

At the same time, Bai Jing took a deep breath, his magical power surging wildly within him, and he unleashed his strongest killing move—Eight Pangu Axe Marks.

Each of these eight axe marks is a manifestation of the Great Dao of Power, carrying unparalleled destructive power. In order to defeat the enemy in one move, Bai Jing also absorbed and purified the power of these two Great Daos and integrated them into the marks. Wherever the axe marks passed, space collapsed and laws were annihilated, faintly exuding a terrifying aura that transcended everything.

Upon seeing this, Yang Mei Daxian's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Bai Jing, a cultivator at the eighth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, could unleash such a world-shaking attack.

The aura emanating from that axe mark made even this half-step Heavenly Dao Realm expert feel a chill in his heart; it could even be said that it possessed a trace of Pangu's divine essence.

Yang Mei Daxian dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately went all out. He used the Great Dao of Time and the Great Dao of Space as his foundation and supplemented it with the endless mysteries of the Three Thousand Great Daos. A prison woven from time and space quickly took shape.

This time-space prison is a world unto itself, where time flows erratically and space is distorted and chaotic, enough to lock any cultivator below the Heavenly Dao Realm within, preventing them from ever escaping.

However, the axe marks left by the great god Pangu were incredibly powerful; they represented the supreme power that created the world and transcended everything.

Although Bai Jing's eight axe marks were not as powerful as those unleashed by Pangu's true form, they still genuinely inherited the indestructible nature of the Great Dao of Power.

The time-space prison seemed indestructible, but under the impact of the axe marks, it was as fragile as paper.

With a deafening roar, the prison shattered, turning into countless specks of light that vanished into the heavens and earth.

The defenses that Yang Mei Daxian had painstakingly constructed could not even stop Bai Jing's offensive for a moment, and the residual power of the axe marks was still sweeping towards Yang Mei Daxian.

Bai Jing seized this fleeting opportunity, his figure flashed, and while Yang Mei was defending against the axe marks, he instantly arrived in front of the Xuan Turtle.

At this moment, the broken true spirit was trying to possess the Xuan Turtle and invade the depths of its soul.

Bai Jing snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed. The power of the Four Extremes Venerable transformed into an invisible chain, directly fixing the broken true spirit in place, rendering it unable to move.

Just as Bai Jing was about to erase the wisp of remnant soul, Yang Mei Daxian, who had broken through Bai Jing's attack, arrived behind Bai Jing. He hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please have mercy!"

(End of this chapter)