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

"Taibai!"

"Your humble servant is here!"

Venus scrambled into the main hall, his legs trembling from the terrifying pressure emanating from the west.

"Issue my decree!"

Haotian's voice was filled with unquestionable authority.

"The thirty-six Heavenly Kings and one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, assemble immediately outside the Southern Heavenly Gate!"

"Set up the diagram of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array for me!"

"If those two shameless Western saints dare to bully the weak, even if it damages the Heavenly Court's fortune, I will show them why the flowers are so red!"

Haotian was truly enraged and prepared to overturn the table.

His nephew-in-law was standing up for his family outside, so as his uncle, he had to stand up for them!

Meanwhile, at Kunlun Mountain, at Yuxu Palace.

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, and other Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect also sensed the earth-shattering battle at Mount Sumeru.

When they realized that the two sides fighting were Chen Changsheng and Ksitigarbha, the expressions on their faces became incredibly interesting.

"Senior Brother, that...that's Chen Changsheng?"

Chi Jingzi pointed westward, his voice stammering.

"Didn't he just leave our Jade Void Palace? How come he's fighting with the Western Sect in the blink of an eye? And what kind of magical weapon is he holding? Such terrifying killing intent!"

Guang Chengzi stared intently at the black, god-slaying spear, a deep jealousy flashing in his eyes, but mostly gloating.

"It's good that they're fighting! The fiercer the better!"

Guang Chengzi sneered, finally feeling a bit better after Chen Changsheng had snatched his treasure away right in front of him.

"Ksitigarbha is no pushover; he has the two saints, Amitabha and Cundi, standing behind him."

"No matter how monstrous Chen Changsheng is, does he dare to challenge a sage?"

"Ideally, he would be suppressed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then guided to the Western Paradise by the Sage Cundi, where he would chant sutras and eat vegetarian food every day, never to rise again!"

"Yes! Let him taste what it's like to be humiliated!"

The immortals of the Chan Sect echoed this sentiment, each one hoping that Chen Changsheng would suffer a major setback in the Western Sect.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

The Supreme Sage slowly opened his eyes, and a ripple stirred in his Daoist heart of non-action.

He glanced westward, then at Chaoge City where the human race's fortune converged, and finally his gaze settled on the direction of Jin'ao Island, gently shaking his head.

"The biggest variable is indeed the variable itself..."

"What exactly is this human brat trying to do?"

The Great Shang Dynasty, Chaoge City, the Emperor's Palace.

Wearing a dragon robe and holding the Xuanyuan Sword, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan gazed intently towards the west.

"How did this kid end up in the West?"

The Yellow Emperor frowned deeply.

"The West is a place with deep waters and heavy karma; it's not a good place at all."

Although Chen Changsheng's current strength far surpasses his, as one of the three emperors of the human race, he still instinctively felt worried for this junior of the human race.

After all, that was a place where two sages were presiding over it.

"No, we can't let him risk his life there alone."

The Yellow Emperor gripped the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, and the aura of humanity began to gather around him.

If Chen Changsheng is in danger, he will not hesitate to activate the human race's most precious treasure to go and support him.

At this moment, the most intense reaction in the entire prehistoric world came from the headquarters of the Jie Sect, Jin'ao Island.

Outside Biyou Palace, Daoist Duobao, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao, the Holy Mother Jinling, and other core disciples of the Jie Sect gathered together, their expressions solemn as they gazed westward.

"It's Master Changsheng!"

Fairy Qiongxiao was the first to exclaim in surprise, her face filled with worry.

"How did he end up fighting with Ksitigarbha? Ksitigarbha is cunning and possesses unpredictable supernatural powers. Won't my nephew Changsheng suffer a loss?"

"My nephew Changsheng wields the God-Slaying Spear, a treasure capable of harming even saints. What is there to fear!"

Bixiao was quick-witted and outspoken, but the tension between her brows was no less than that of Qiongxiao.

Although Fairy Yunxiao did not speak, she had already quietly grasped the Hunyuan Golden Bucket in her hand, clearly ready to make a move at any time.

Among all the disciples of the Jie Sect, Zhao Gongming had the most unpleasant expression.

He looked at the familiar golden statue, then at Chen Changsheng, who was fiercely attacking the statue, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Ksitigarbha..."

Zhao Gongming squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with raging anger.

He was defeated by this guy last time, which made him, the senior disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Sect, lose face and has always regarded it as a great humiliation.

Now, his own disciple has actually stormed Mount Sumeru to avenge him!

"Chang Sheng, he..."

Zhao Gongming felt both moved and worried.

He knew how difficult Ksitigarbha was to deal with, and he also knew how shameless the Western Sect was.

"No! I can't let Changsheng face this alone!"

Zhao Gongming turned around abruptly, intending to ride the clouds to the west to provide support.

"Junior brother, wait!"

Just as Zhao Gongming was burning with anger and preparing to set off for Mount Sumeru, the Daoist Duobao, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up and stopped him.

"Senior Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Zhao Gongming turned his head and looked at Duobao with a furrowed brow.

"Chang Sheng is currently engaged in a great battle in the West. As his master, how can I stand idly by?"

Daoist Duobao shook his head, his expression unusually serious.

"Junior brother, don't be anxious. Look at the current state of Junior Nephew Changsheng."

He pointed to the battlefield scene displayed in the water mirror technique.

"My nephew Changsheng, wielding the God-Slaying Spear, was awe-inspiring. With his cultivation at the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he directly confronted the peak Quasi-Saint Dharma Image of Ksitigarbha. Not only did he not fall into a disadvantageous position, but he also showed a faint tendency to suppress it."

"This shows that Junior Nephew Changsheng's strength has far exceeded our imagination."

Zhao Gongming was taken aback upon hearing this and looked at the screen again.

As expected, on the battlefield, every thrust of Chen Changsheng's spear forced the enormous golden-bodied Dharma Link to retreat.

The pure destructive power emanating from the God-Slaying Spear is the nemesis of the Buddhist aspiration.

Ksitigarbha's golden body, which he was so proud of, was like a mere decoration in front of the God-Slaying Spear, utterly vulnerable.

"But...that's Mount Sumeru after all!"

Zhao Gongming was still uneasy.

"Those two old bastards, Jieyin and Zhunti, are the most protective and shameless. Seeing that Ksitigarbha is about to lose, they'll definitely intervene!"

"Senior brother is right."

Fairy Yunxiao chimed in from the side, her voice cool but her eyes unusually firm.

"But senior brother, don't forget that behind junior disciple Changsheng, there are not only our Jie Sect members."

"He is also a celestial enforcer in Heaven and the nephew-in-law of the Jade Emperor."

"Look over there in Heaven."

Yunxiao waved her hand, and another water mirror appeared.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals had already assembled. The array diagram of the Zhou Tian Star Array floated in the air, and endless star power gathered, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.

The Jade Emperor, clad in his imperial robes and wielding the Jade Sword, personally commanded the battle, clearly preparing for a full-scale war against the Western Religion.