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

The three dukes were like three peerless divine weapons unsheathed, releasing their overwhelming aura of Great Luo Golden Immortals without reservation.

A mixture of overwhelming fighting spirit and murderous aura surged and collided within the Ganlu Hall, forming a suffocating hurricane.

The palace maids and eunuchs had already collapsed to the ground, and even some of the lower-level military officers felt their blood churning and had difficulty breathing.

Li Shimin stood behind the dragon throne, his black robes fluttering even without wind. He looked at Tang Sanzang struggling in the water mirror, and at the arrogant and domineering tiger demon.

Li Shimin suddenly flicked his sleeve, the sound like the clash of metal, carrying an unquestionable judgment.

"You wicked General Yin, you dared to attack and kill my imperial brother, treating my Great Tang as nothing. This is your own doing."

His gaze swept over the three murderous-looking dukes with lightning speed: "Yuchi Gong, Qin Qiong, and Cheng Yaojin, listen to my command."

"Your Majesty, we are here." The three men stepped forward simultaneously, their voices resounding throughout the palace, their armor clanging. "I command you three to immediately muster the elite Xuanjia troops of our division, and march day and night towards the Two Realms Mountain."

"I want that wicked General Yin to be beheaded and his head displayed to the public. I want the Great Tang dragon flag to be planted everywhere inside and outside the Two Realms Mountain. Any demons along the way who dare to obstruct my brother's westward journey or dare to offend my royal army shall be killed without mercy."

"Your Majesty, take the order."

Three figures, imbued with the overwhelming pressure of the Great Luo and a soaring murderous aura, responded with a thunderous roar, like three angry arrows released from a bow, turning around and rushing out of the Ganlu Palace.

At this moment, someone stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Chang'an City is more than a thousand miles away from Liangjie Mountain. Even if the three dukes travel day and night, it will still take them more than a month to arrive."

"At that time, the Holy Monk Sanzang would probably have already perished in the tiger's mouth. Therefore, we need to find another way to resolve this matter. Perhaps we should first send someone from the Imperial Observatory to rescue the Holy Monk Sanzang."

The Imperial Observatory was a special department established by the Human Religion in mortal dynasties. It was responsible not only for observing celestial phenomena and creating calendars, but also for exorcising demons and monsters for mortals.

That's why some people suggested that the Imperial Observatory send someone to rescue Tang Sanzang. After all, the Imperial Observatory was full of human cultivators, and a distance of a thousand miles could be covered in an instant.

To everyone's surprise, Li Shimin shook his head and said, "What the Imperial Observatory can do, the three dukes can also do."

As soon as Li Shimin finished speaking, the scene in the Kunlun Mirror in mid-air instantly changed. It switched directly from the precarious perspective of Tang Sanzang to that of Qin Qiong and the other two.

At this moment, Qin Qiong and his two companions had mustered three thousand Xuanjia soldiers. At the same time, a scroll appeared out of thin air.

The next moment, a golden light flashed on the scroll, and a portal opened. Qin Qiong and his two companions, leading three thousand Xuanjia soldiers, charged directly into the portal.

The next moment, the portal and the scroll vanished simultaneously. Qin Qiong and his two companions, along with the three thousand Xuanjia soldiers, disappeared without a trace.

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Inside a cave built of massive animal bones and rough rocks, General Yin looked respectfully at Tang Sanzang seated at the head of the table.

Tang Sanzang was completely bewildered. He didn't know why General Yin, who had just wanted to have him as a treat, had suddenly changed like this.

Mustering his courage, he said, "Your Majesty, although it is said that eating my flesh can grant immortality, you must consider the consequences."

“This humble monk is not only backed by Buddhism, but also by the Great Tang Dynasty of the East. If the Tang Emperor knew of this, he would surely send a large army to rescue this humble monk.”

"Even if Your Majesty were to eat this humble monk and gain immortality, you would still likely perish under the iron cavalry. What difference would it make whether you have immortality or not?"

General Yin, standing to the side, was utterly exasperated. He thought to himself, "Is this monk stupid? How can he just casually say something like eating him grants immortality? If this guy can actually make it all the way to the Western Paradise, then those demon kings along the way are truly incompetent. Otherwise, even a hundred Tang Sanzangs wouldn't be enough for those demon kings to share."

Fortunately, General Yin was no ordinary demon. His purpose here was to wait for Tang Sanzang and help him awaken his memories of his past life.

Too lazy to listen to Tang Sanzang's incessant chatter, he simply waved his hand. Instantly, eighteen bodies appeared before Tang Sanzang.

Indeed, Tang Sanzang reincarnated ten times, but only in the last life did his soul and spirit become one. In the previous nine lives, his soul and spirit were separated during reincarnation, so he naturally possessed eighteen physical bodies from his previous lives.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang naturally couldn't know so much. When he saw the eighteen corpses in front of him, he was so frightened that he almost fainted.

General Yin hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to support the swaying Tang Sanzang. He then sent a stream of pure magical power into Tang Sanzang's body to stabilize his mind.

Then, a vast amount of memories instantly flooded Tang Sanzang's mind. The details of his nine reincarnations flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

This caused Tang Sanzang an excruciating headache, and he clutched his head, rolling on the ground in agony. He eventually fainted.

Just as Tang Sanzang fainted, General Yin placed a crystal-clear bead into Tang Sanzang's head.

The moment the bead entered Tang Sanzang's mouth, it transformed into a pure magical power that merged into Tang Sanzang's body.

Unfortunately, at this time, Tang Sanzang was merely a mortal monk, completely unable to withstand that incredibly pure magical power.

Fortunately, at this moment, General Yin merged the eighteen bodies on the ground into Tang Sanzang's body. This allowed Tang Sanzang to withstand the surging magical power fluctuations.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang's physical strength was steadily increasing, eventually reaching the Quasi-Saint realm, General Yin smiled and nodded before turning to leave.

What just happened was not reflected in the Kunlun Mirror. Because what the Kunlun Mirror showed at this moment was the three dukes heading towards Liangjie Mountain.

Suddenly, a scroll appeared in the sky above Liangjie Mountain. A portal opened in the scroll, and Qin Qiong and his two companions, along with three thousand Xuanjia soldiers, stepped out of the scroll.

Yuchi Gong's eyes flashed like lightning, and he quickly spotted General Yin standing not far away. He immediately shouted sharply, "You wicked beast, you attacked and killed the Imperial Brother, you deserve to die ten thousand times! Yuchi Gong of the Great Tang is here, quickly surrender your life!"

Before he could finish speaking, a more ferocious and arrogant crimson figure suddenly accelerated to his right, like a burning meteor, surpassing Yuchi Gong. It was Cheng Yaojin.

"Hey, why waste words with this beast? Watch me, Old Cheng, chop his head off."

Cheng Yaojin's beard bristled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he poured all the magical power of a Great Immortal into the Bagua Xuanhua Axe in his hand.

The axe instantly erupted with a blinding crimson-gold light, its blade growing longer in the wind, transforming into a giant blade that cleaved down fiercely.

Just then, three tiger demons with the cultivation level of Golden Immortals rushed out of the cave and stood directly in front of General Yin. They then shouted at Cheng Yaojin.

“Don’t hurt my king. That Tang Dynasty monk is in the cave. My king didn’t hurt him at all.”

Cheng Yaojin would not stop his fatal blow just because the three tiger demons were blocking him. He continued to strike recklessly.

However, just as the Bagua Xuanhua Axe was about to strike the tiger demon, the scroll that had brought them there reappeared out of thin air, blocking Cheng Yaojin's attack.

At the same time, the voice of Grand Master Xuandu rang out, "General Cheng, stop! This demon doesn't deserve to die. Give me some face and spare his life." (End of Chapter)