Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Outside Xiqi City, the benevolent incarnations of the Four Sages have received news from their true selves. They know that the three incarnations of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi will arrive soon.

Therefore, instead of rushing to break the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, they proposed that the third-generation disciples have a duel to complete their tribulation.

Master Yu Ding did not refuse. He directly dispatched Yang Jian, Nezha, and Ao Bing to send several disciples from the three sects of Xuanmen to the Investiture of the Gods.

Finally, the one from Xiqi to fight was a short man, holding only an iron rod. He stood arrogantly in front of the two armies, demanding a battle against Yang Jian by name.

Yang Jian, naturally, was not intimidated by battle. He immediately took his three-pointed double-edged sword and went to the front of the two armies. He then asked...

"Who goes there? I, Yang Jian, do not kill nameless nobodies."

The other party looked at Yang Jian with an arrogant expression and said, "I am Tu Xingsun, a disciple of Ju Liusun from Feiyun Cave of Jialong Mountain."

"I have just arrived in Xiqi City today and have not yet accomplished a single merit. Today, I will take advantage of your head to spread the name of Tu Xingsun."

As he spoke, Tu Xingsun brandished his large staff and charged directly at Yang Jian. Due to his height, his attacks were all aimed at Yang Jian's lower body.

Seeing the iron rod aimed straight at his feet like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, Yang Jian snorted coldly and slashed down with his three-pointed double-edged sword.

With a loud clang and sparks flying, Tu Xingsun was so shocked that he staggered back three steps, his arrogant expression instantly freezing.

"What an arrogant dwarf who dares to step on me, Yang Jian, to make a name for himself! Today, I, Yang Jian, will make you a famous figure on the Investiture of the Gods."

Yang Jian turned his blade and directly unleashed the Heavenly Manifestation Divine Power, his figure suddenly rising three zhang tall, like a god looking down at ants.

Looking at the battlefield now, it was a stark contrast, with one figure over three zhang tall and the other less than five chi tall.

Even the crowd thought that if Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword were to fall, a single sweep of the blade would be enough to turn Tu Xingsun to ashes.

To everyone's surprise, Tu Xingsun showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

Immediately, a golden light flew out from his arms, transforming into a rope in mid-air. The rope grew longer with the wind, turning into a dragon that lunged straight at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian hurriedly used his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to dodge, but the Immortal Binding Rope followed him like a shadow, binding him like a dumpling in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Nezha, who was observing the enemy's formation for Yang Jian, was furious. He spewed out Samadhi True Fire from his Fire-Tipped Spear to come to Yang Jian's rescue, but was stopped by Jade Cauldron Immortal's whisk.

And with a confident look on his face, he said, "This mere Immortal Binding Rope is no match for Yang Jian."

Sure enough, as soon as Jade Cauldron Immortal finished speaking, Yang Jian's third eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a golden light shot onto the Immortal Binding Rope.

The magical artifact seemed to have been struck by lightning, groaning as it released its restraints. Tu Xingsun was terrified, and before he could react, Yang Jian had already transformed into a hawk and swooped down, his sharp claws aimed straight for the top of Tu Xingsun's head.

At the critical moment, Tu Xingsun suddenly disappeared into the ground. Yang Jian's attack missed, but a muffled laugh like thunder came from the ground.

"Yang Jian, you brat, let's see how you break my Earth Movement Technique."

Before he finished speaking, the iron rod suddenly burst out of the ground beneath Yang Jian's feet, aiming straight for his groin.

Watching the battle, Ju Liusun stroked his beard and smiled from the clouds. This earth-walking technique was his unique secret, which even Guang Chengzi praised back then.

But Yang Jian remained calm and unhurried, stomping his right foot hard on the ground and channeling the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique into the earth's veins. The ground within a hundred feet radius instantly glowed with golden light, and Tu Xingsun screamed as he was blasted out of the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

Seeing that Tu Xingsun's prized earth-walking technique had been broken, Ju Liusun couldn't help but let out a loud shout. "You brat, how dare you!"

At the same time, Ju Liusun was about to descend upon the clouds. Unexpectedly, the world suddenly darkened, and a massive demonic aura surged from the north.

Seeing the boundless demonic aura approaching, the Taoist disciples couldn't help but feel worried. The demon master Kunpeng, however, wore a smile.

He then said, "There's no need for you all to act like this. It must be that the demon saint has reached the Three Corpses Transformation stage."

As soon as the demon master Kunpeng finished speaking, six Taoist priests emerged from the demonic aura. They were none other than the three incarnations of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Duobao Daoist stepped out of the Zhuxian Formation and spoke to the three incarnations of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

"Back during the great calamity of the Lich King, your demon race was so tragically betrayed by Hongjun. Now, you still ride hawks and hounds. Have you ever considered whether this is fair to your demon race?"

The evil corpse avatar of Donghuang Taiyi sneered and said, "What am I doing? When did it become your place, a quasi-saint, to tell me what to do?"

As he spoke, he swung his Golden Crow Crimson Sun Sword. A massive surge of true solar fire swept directly toward Daoist Duobao.

Daoist Duobao was completely unafraid of this. He formed hand seals and pointed towards the sky. Four astonishing sword energies instantly shot into the sky, directly scattering the True Fire of the Sun.

Taking advantage of the moment, Tu Xingsun's eyes darted around as he secretly got up. Then, without looking back, he ran towards Xiqi.

This was a last resort, since Yang Jian had already broken through his terrain-fighting techniques. Now he could only rely on his two short legs to run for his life.

Yang Jian had already witnessed this scene and immediately released his Howling Celestial Dog, which pounced directly at Tu Xingsun's back.

Seeing this, Ju Liusun hurriedly used the Immortal Binding Rope to save him, but Zhao Gongming, who was standing nearby, used a winged copper coin to knock him down.

Upon seeing the copper coins in Zhao Gongming's hand, Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, disciples of the Jie Sect, gritted their teeth in hatred.

After all, they were extremely familiar with this copper coin. It was the Treasure-Falling Coin that had been with them since they took human form. Although it wasn't an innate spiritual treasure, it was almost as good.

It's a pity that it was seized by Tongtian back then, and even the intervention of the Red Cloud Ancestor failed to retrieve it. Now, seeing the Fallen Treasure Coin again, how could one's heart remain calm?

At this moment, Zhao Gongming spoke up, "We agreed that the three generations of disciples would compete to complete the calamity. Why did you launch a sneak attack on Yang Jian? Do you think my Daoist sect has no one left?"

Seeing that his Immortal Binding Lock was gone, Ju Liusun was greatly alarmed. Knowing that he was no match for Zhao Gongming, he immediately retreated back to his own camp.

However, this caused Tu Xingsun great trouble. He only ran forward a few feet before the arriving Howling Celestial Dog bit his throat, severing it. A wisp of his true spirit flew onto the Investiture of the Gods.

At the same time, the three incarnations of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had also entered the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, charging towards the Immortal Slaughtering Gate and the Immortal Slaughtering Gate respectively.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi and the benevolent and self-incarnation forms of Hongyun Laozu also directly attacked the Zhuxian Sect.

The two Western monks, their self-corpses and benevolent incarnations, were not idle either. They immediately charged towards the Immortal Trapping Gate.

In just a short while, fourteen half-step saints stormed into the Immortal Slaughtering Formation. If it weren't for the fact that Zhen Yuanzi's four evil corpse incarnations were still unusable, they would probably have all come out at this moment.

However, when the three incarnations of the Four Saints entered the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, they sensed something was wrong. The Taoist disciples who were originally guarding the formation's gate had vanished without a trace.

(End of this chapter)