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

Deep within Mount Sumeru, inside a void prison.

The Western Cult disciple, covered in blood, collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his breath trembling as he spoke.

Yang Tianyou stood outside the golden cage, his brows furrowed and his face showing obvious displeasure.

What place is this?

This is the core holy site of Western Buddhism, Mount Sumeru where the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, practiced their asceticism.

Apart from the Dao Ancestor and several other sages of equal standing discussing the Dao back then, who has dared to act recklessly here for countless ages?

Furthermore, that disciple just now said that someone had stormed Mount Sumeru.

In his view, this was utterly absurd and insane.

"Are you talking nonsense?"

Yang Tianyou took a step forward, the golden Buddhist light on his body flowing along his kasaya, trying to suppress the disciple's panic.

"The two saints were at the mountaintop temple, and Venerable Kasyapa was stationed outside with hundreds of golden immortals."

"Even if some demons foolishly venture into the western territory, they should be crushed into ashes by the demon-subduing formation outside the mountain gate."

"How could anyone possibly scale Mount Sumeru?"

The disciple swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, shook his head repeatedly, and pushed himself back with his hands on the ground.

"Not a demon, a bodhisattva, not a demon!"

"The newcomer is the Enforcement Heavenly Lord of Heavenly Court, and also the Dharma Protector Heavenly Lord of the Jie Sect!"

"His name is Chen Changsheng!"

"He shattered Venerable Kasyapa's Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas with a single move, and even took away the Vajra Pestle bestowed by the sage!"

Chen Changsheng!

The moment those three words left the disciple's mouth, the air around the once peaceful void cage instantly froze.

Yang Tianyou froze on the spot, his displeasure turning into disbelief in an instant.

How is that possible?

Although he stayed on Mount Sumeru enjoying the blessings of Buddhism, he was not entirely unaware of major events in the outside world.

Over the years, he had heard of the Heavenly Court producing a law-enforcing deity who swept across the Three Realms and didn't even put the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect in his eyes.

He also knew that the young cultivator named Chen Changsheng was the husband Yang Chan had chosen.

Back then, he regarded Chen Changsheng as an ignorant and arrogant mortal and didn't take him seriously at all.

However, now, this kid has not only become the Dharma Protector of the Jie Sect, but has even directly attacked Mount Ling.

"You're saying Chen Changsheng broke in?"

Yang Tianyou's voice began to tremble noticeably, and his previous gentleness and arrogance vanished completely.

"Venerable Kasyapa is already at the quasi-saint level, why couldn't he stop him?"

"Where are the two sages? Why didn't they intervene to suppress this brat?"

The disciple looked miserable, and even felt like crying.

How could a mere ordinary disciple possibly fathom the thoughts of a sage?

All he knew was that the fiend outside, his body wreathed in purple lightning, was relentlessly pursuing and annihilating them.

Just as Yang Tianyou was in a state of mental turmoil, Yang Jiao, who had been sitting cross-legged deep inside the cage and bound by chains, suddenly raised his head.

On that blood-stained and scarred face, the previously lifeless eyes suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.

Although he had been trapped here for countless years, he was unaware of the earth-shattering changes that had taken place in the outside world.

However, he heard his disciple's report clearly and saw the unconcealed fear on Yang Tianyou's face.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yang Jiao suddenly burst into laughter, his chapped lips cracking and bleeding, but he didn't care at all.

"Chen Changsheng...that's Chan'er's husband, and my brother-in-law, Yang Jiao's brother-in-law!"

"Yang Tianyou, weren't you just bragging to me about how the Western Religion was as stable as Mount Tai, and how your two sages had extraordinary abilities?"

"Why do your legs start shaking when you hear my brother-in-law's name now?"

Yang Jiao pushed outwards with both arms, pulling the golden Buddhist chains wrapped around his body taut and making a harsh friction sound.

"You always thought that by hiding on Mount Sumeru and becoming some kind of Bodhisattva, you could escape the debts of the past."

"I'm telling you today, you're dreaming!"

"Since my brother-in-law dared to single-handedly storm Mount Sumeru, it shows he doesn't take you Western Sect bald monks seriously at all!"

"Yang Tianyou, just you wait, you're not far from death!"

Hearing Yang Jiao's roar filled with endless hatred, Yang Tianyou's face turned pale and then red.

The fear of the unknown in my heart is growing wildly like weeds.

However, he could not show weakness in front of Yang Jiao, nor could he lose his composure in the Void Cage.

"What do you know!"

Yang Tianyou shouted sternly, forcibly circulating the magic power within his body to make his voice sound more confident.

"This place is the sacred site of a sage, the most forbidden area at the very core of Mount Sumeru!"

"Even if Chen Changsheng has some skill and injured Jiaye, he absolutely cannot break through the ten protective mountain formations outside!"

"Even if we assume, hypothetically, that he actually manages to break through here, the two sages would absolutely not stand idly by!"

At this point, Yang Tianyou seemed to have grasped at the last straw, and the expression on his face turned ferocious again.

"Below the sage, all are but ants!"

"Chen Changsheng is just a junior; does he dare to fight a sage?"

"A saint could reduce him to ashes with just a flick of his finger!"

Yang Jiao sneered and remained silent, staring at Yang Tianyou with the look of someone looking at a dead man.

He didn't waste any more words, but quietly looked in the direction beyond the void cage.

Because he had already heard the thunderous roar that came from the far distance and was approaching at an alarming speed.

The sound was coming directly from this cage!

Outside Mount Sumeru, the sky was completely obscured by the overwhelming golden light of ten great formations.

The chanting of Sanskrit came from all directions, carrying a strange power that could bewitch the mind and suppress the primordial spirit.

Hundreds of golden Buddha figures floated on various nodes of the great formation, constantly drawing away the fortune of the western land, attempting to grind Chen Changsheng to death within the formation.

Kasyapa stood outside the core of the formation, one hand covering his newly grown right arm, panting heavily.

He knew how powerful these ten great formations were when connected.

Even the top Great Sages of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court back then would have suffered greatly if they had gotten caught in it.

However, Chen Changsheng, standing at the very center of the formation, showed not a trace of panic on his face.

His Great Dao Thunder Armor shimmered with a purple-gold luster. The suppressive power that was enough to tear apart the body of a Great Luo Golden Immortal fell on the armor, but it couldn't even leave a mark.

"Borrowing the earth's energy and connecting ten formations, you think you can trap me?"

Chen Changsheng's gaze swept over the dense Buddhist runes around him, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't even have the thought of wasting time looking for the core of the formation.

For those who prove their Dao through force at the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, the so-called changes in formations are nothing but a piece of waste paper in the face of absolute power.