Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

The guiding saint turned the prayer beads in his hand.

His bitter face was filled with ever-changing expressions.

"variable."

"This child is the greatest variable in the primordial world."

Jieyin sighed.

"His visit here is probably not for treasure hunting."

"It's because of the cause and effect of that year."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti's expression changed slightly.

He instantly understood what his senior brother meant.

"Senior brother, you mean... Yang Jiao?"

The guide nodded.

"Back then, we placed Yang Tianyou as a pawn, intending to steal the Heavenly Court's fortune."

"Incidentally, it also corrupted Haotian's Dao heart."

"Although the truth was eventually revealed and Yao Ji was suppressed."

"But we also successfully brought back Yang Tianyou and his eldest son, Yang Jiao."

At this point, a glint of light flashed in Jieyin's eyes.

"That Yang Jiao is a promising talent."

"He has the blood of the Heavenly Princess flowing through his veins, and is born with great fortune."

"Moreover, his physique is unique and extremely compatible with the techniques of my Western religion."

"If we nurture him properly, he will surely become a great protector of our Buddhist sect in the future."

"even……"

The guide paused, lowering his voice slightly.

"There is even hope that he will become a future holy son of our Buddhist sect."

Zhunti snorted coldly.

"Since they are the people we brought back, they represent the essence of my Western religion."

"Although Chen Changsheng is a celestial enforcer of the Heavenly Court."

"But this is Mount Sumeru."

"Does he dare to forcibly rob it?"

Zhunti gently brushed the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand.

A beam of seven-colored divine light shot into the sky, elevating the defensive formation of the entire Mount Sumeru to its peak.

"It's true that he has Tongtian and Haotian backing him up."

"But we're not pushovers either."

"If he is polite and courteous, we can easily deal with him by playing the game of tai chi."

"If he dares to force me..."

"Perhaps we'll teach him a lesson he won't forget on Mount Sumeru today!"

The guide remained silent.

However, he tacitly approved of Zhunti's attitude.

Western religions are already suffering from a shortage of talent.

They absolutely cannot hand over a promising talent like Yang Jiao, who possesses great potential.

Just as the two sages were discussing the matter...

Rumble!

A deafening clap of thunder suddenly erupted on the western edge of the land.

The entire western sky instantly darkened.

The once clear sky was forcibly covered by thick, black thunderclouds.

Countless purple lightning bolts rolled and roared in the clouds.

Like thunderous dragons capable of destroying the world, they exuded a terrifying aura of destruction.

Chen Changsheng has arrived.

He rode on the Thunder Spear, directly crossing the boundary between East and West.

There was no announcement.

There has been no sign of restraint.

He unleashed his full power as a late-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal without any restraint.

The Great Dao-level Thunder Technique was activated.

The entire area within a radius of 100,000 miles was filled with the raging source of thunder.

Those creatures living in the western lands, whether birds and beasts or ordinary cultivators.

They were all forced to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling under the terrifying pressure.

Chen Changsheng stood above the vast sky.

He looked down at the desolate land below, his gaze finally settling on Mount Sumeru in the far distance.

The mountain peak, radiating golden Buddhist light, appeared particularly dazzling against the backdrop of thunderclouds.

"Western religion".

A cold smile curled at the corner of Chen Changsheng's lips.

He knew he had caused such a big commotion.

The two people on Mount Sumeru must have already noticed.

But that's exactly the effect he wanted.

To seize the initiative from the outset.

Since they're here to cause trouble and demand their people back, there's no need to be polite.

He raised his right hand and pressed it down in front of him.

boom!

A purple lightning bolt, as thick as a bucket, struck directly down from the clouds.

It crashed heavily onto a barren mountain in the western region.

The towering mountain, thousands of feet high, was struck by thunder.

It instantly turned into dust.

Dust filled the air.

This is a blatant provocation.

It is a declaration to the entire Western religion.

I, Chen Changsheng, have arrived.

On Mount Sumeru.

When the Sage Zhunti saw this scene, his face turned ashen with anger.

"presumptuous!"

"That brat, he's gone too far!"

He was about to get up when Jieyin grabbed him.

"Junior brother, don't act impulsively."

"He's trying to force us to make the first move."

His gaze flickered.

"After all, he is a protector of the Xuanmen sect and an important minister of the Heavenly Court."

"If our sage were to personally deal with a junior, it would only make us a laughing stock."

"Besides, you know how protective Tongtian is of his own."

Zhunti suppressed the anger in his heart.

"So, what does Senior Brother suggest we do?"

"Are we just going to let him run rampant in my western region?"

Jieyin shook his head.

"Send a message to Kasyapa."

"Let him lead his disciples to meet this God of Law Enforcement."

"Test his limits."

"If he's just here to show off, then let him be."

"If he really came for Yang Jiao."

"Then let Kasyapa tell him that there is no such person in the West."

Zhunti sneered and nodded.

"it is good."

"Let Kasyapa teach this arrogant brat a lesson."

As the sage's decree was issued.

Suddenly, a great bell rang on Mount Sumeru.

One after another, golden figures flew out from the mountain gate.

They sped off towards Chen Changsheng, braving the thunderclouds that filled the sky.

The skies above the western border.

Chen Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back on the Thunder Spear.

He looked at the dazzling Buddha light that was shining on the horizon ahead.

His eyes were calm and undisturbed.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting Buddhist hymns.

Hundreds of Western Sect disciples, dressed in cassocks and with solemn appearances, stood on golden lotuses and blocked Chen Changsheng's path.

The leader had a gaunt face and his hands were clasped together.

A faint golden light of merit surrounded him.

It was Kasyapa, the direct disciple of the guiding sage.

Kasyapa's cultivation was not weak, and with the recent blessing of the Sage Zhunti, he also reached the Quasi-Sage realm.

In a resource-scarce place like the Western religion, to possess such spiritual cultivation is a testament to one's innate talent and the dedicated nurturing of a sage.

He looked at the strange thunderous phenomenon ahead, which seemed poised to destroy the heavens and earth.

Then look at Chen Changsheng, who is enveloped in lightning and exudes an aura as deep as the ocean.

Kasyapa's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Such cultivation level would place one of the very top few people in the entire prehistoric world.

Aside from a sage, who dares to say they are definitely superior to him?

But this is the West, and there are two sage masters standing behind us.

Kasyapa would naturally not diminish the prestige of the Western religion.

He bowed slightly and performed a Buddhist salute.

The voice was calm, yet it contained the supernatural power of the Buddhist lion's roar, piercing through the rumbling thunder.

"Amitabha."

"What brings the esteemed Heavenly Enforcement God of the Heavenly Court to this barren land of the West?"

"The Heavenly Emperor's thunderous wrath has destroyed my western mountains and rivers."

"Are they perhaps taking advantage of the West's lack of talent?"

Kasyapa's words were perfectly tactful.

First, they revealed Chen Changsheng's identity, and then directly accused him of abusing his power.

If it were an ordinary powerful being from the primordial era, they would likely have restrained themselves somewhat when faced with such questioning from a disciple of a sage.

But who is Chen Changsheng?

He even dared to slap the face of Yuanshi Tianzun, so why would he care about Kasyapa?

Chen Changsheng didn't even lift his eyelids.

He simply reached out his right hand and gently picked at his ear.

"Who do you think you are to question me?"

There was no attempt to conceal it.

Kasyapa's expression froze instantly.

The Western Christian disciples behind him all wore angry expressions.

"How dare you!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to Venerable Kasyapa!"

A hot-tempered Western Cult Golden Immortal stepped forward, pointing at Chen Changsheng and shouting at him.

Chen Changsheng glanced at the man.

Just a glance.

boom!

The Golden Immortal didn't even have time to let out a scream.

He was struck directly by a bolt of purple lightning that appeared out of nowhere.

His entire body instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and even his primordial spirit was directly obliterated by the source of thunder.

Both body and soul were destroyed!

The entire room fell silent.

All the Western Christian disciples gasped and instinctively took a half step back.