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

I'm off!

Chen Changsheng addressed the two of them before stepping into the passage.

The moment you step inside, the world spins.

Chen Changsheng felt an irresistible tearing force coming from all directions, as if it wanted to completely crush his soul and body.

There was no longer any distinction between up, down, left, or right in the surroundings; only endless chaos and destruction.

"laugh!"

A wisp of gray air silently brushed past his cheek, lifting a strand of hair.

Chen Changsheng's eyelids twitched. Wherever the airflow passed, it left a dark crack in the space that could not be healed for a long time.

Chaotic Sword Qi!

This thing can easily cut through even the physical body of a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

He dared not be careless in the slightest. With a thought, the lightning patterns on the Great Dao Lightning Armor shone brightly, protecting his entire body completely.

"boom!"

Not far away, a black dot the size of a fist appeared without warning, then suddenly expanded into a huge vortex, frantically devouring everything around it.

It is a void black hole.

Chen Changsheng could even feel his primordial spirit being pulled by that force. He quickly calmed himself down, activated his magic power, and avoided it from a distance.

In his mind, the golden roadmap that Emperor Fuxi had deduced by expending the human race's fortune clearly appeared.

Every node, every jump, and every danger zone to be avoided is clearly marked.

"Now!"

Chen Changsheng spotted a fleeting safe point indicated on the route map. A flash of lightning appeared beneath his feet, and he vanished from his spot in an instant, narrowly escaping a sweeping spacetime storm.

When he reappeared, he had already traveled countless billions of miles.

But the scene before them was still that despairing, chaotic void.

This road was longer and more dangerous than he had imagined.

Without this "guide," forget about finding Penglai; you'd probably be reduced to dust the moment you stepped inside.

Chen Changsheng gripped the God-Slaying Spear tightly in his hand, its sharp tip seemingly capable of piercing through the endless chaos.

Without giving it any further thought, he focused his mind and concentrated entirely on following the golden guidance, embarking on an extreme traverse through this land of death.

……

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court.

A peaceful atmosphere prevailed within the Yang residence.

Yang Jiao sat alone by the stone table in the courtyard, gazing at the clouds drifting across the sky, his eyes somewhat vacant.

Since his mother Yao Ji was rescued, he finally felt relieved after many years of worry.

But what followed was an indescribable sense of loss and anxiety.

Look at his family.

Yang Chan, the younger sister, is a disciple of the sage Nuwa. Her future brother-in-law, Chen Changsheng, is a fearsome figure whom no one in the prehistoric world dares to provoke. He is a protector of the Jie Sect, a Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and the Grand Preceptor of the Great Shang Dynasty. Any one of his titles is enough to terrify people.

My younger brother, Yang Jian, is a disciple of the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Chan Sect. He has profound roots and his cultivation is unmatched among his peers. His future prospects are limitless.

Even the unborn Nezha has already been designated as a grand-disciple by his brother-in-law, with Chen Changsheng and Taiyi Zhenren protecting him, giving him an absurdly high starting point.

And what about him?

Yang Jiao, the eldest brother of the Yang family.

Aside from this identity, he is nothing.

His cultivation level was mediocre, he had no master, no magic weapon, and no impressive battle record.

In Heaven, when others mention him, they always say, "Oh, the eldest brother of the Third Holy Mother," or "The elder brother of Erlang Shen."

He was like the stone amidst a sea of ​​stars...

This feeling made him extremely uneasy.

No!

He can't go on like this!

He's the eldest brother; he should protect his younger siblings, not live forever in their shadow!

But... what should I do?

Looking for his brother-in-law, Chen Changsheng?

The moment the thought arose, he extinguished it himself.

He has his own pride.

He didn't want his sister and brother-in-law to think that he, as their older brother, was a useless good-for-nothing who only knew how to take.

Looking for his younger brother, Yang Jian?

That kid is focused entirely on cultivation, so talking to him is pointless and might even get you a few nagging remarks.

"Is there really no way?"

Yang Jiao clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

His heart was filled with resentment and frustration.

Just then, the black lotus platform in his arms, which had been with him since birth but had always been unremarkable, suddenly trembled slightly.

A cold yet incredibly pure demonic energy quietly surged into his meridians.

"Um?"

Yang Jiao was startled and quickly looked down.

The palm-sized black lotus platform was emitting a faint black light, and its twelve petals were slightly opening and closing, as if they were alive.

The Black Lotus of Destruction!

Back then, those two old guys from the Western Sect went so far as to personally abduct him to Mount Sumeru, intending to forcibly convert him and make him a vessel to hold this world-destroying black lotus, to become their so-called holy son.

Although he was later rescued by his brother-in-law, the black lotus remained in his body for some unknown reason and has been dormant ever since.

Why is it suddenly making a sound today?

The next moment, before Yang Jiao could react...

boom!

A massive flow of information suddenly erupted from the Black Lotus of Annihilation, rushing directly into his Purple Mansion Sea of ​​Consciousness!

"what!"

Yang Jiao felt as if his head was about to explode, with countless profound and obscure runes, scriptures, and methods swirling and combining wildly in his mind.

After a long while, the intense pain slowly subsided.

Yang Jiao was panting heavily, his face pale, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented shock and horror.

The general outline of a technique was clearly imprinted deep in his mind.

The Buddha's Teachings on Destroying the World.

Based on Buddhist teachings and guided by demonic energy, it reverses the Buddhist practice of cultivating the golden body, seeking not liberation but only annihilation.

Those who practice this method must delve deep into Buddhism, devour its fortune, and kill its disciples, using their relics, golden bodies, and merits as resources to ultimately forge the supreme "World-Destroying Buddha Body".

The more prosperous a place is in Buddhism, the stronger the power of this practice.

The more Buddhas one destroys, the stronger one's own Buddha-body becomes.

hiss--

Yang Jiao gasped, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

What kind of technique is this?

This was practically created to destroy Buddhism!

The Western Church originally wanted him to be the "holy son" who would carry the Black Lotus, but now the Black Lotus has passed on to him the method of destroying Buddhism!

This cause and effect is truly both wondrous and ironic.

"I was born with a great karmic connection to the Western religion..." Yang Jiao murmured to himself, suddenly recalling the way the two old monks looked at him when he was on Mount Xumeng.

What they valued might not be him as a person at all, but rather the destined connection between him and the world-destroying black lotus.

They wanted to use him, and they also wanted to control him.

But now, the chess pieces seem to have their own ideas.

Yang Jiao slowly stood up. He could feel that the Black Lotus of Annihilation within his body was emitting a yearning thought, which was directed towards the direction of Xiniu Hezhou.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thirty-three heavens, landing on that Buddhist land known as the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

His face no longer held the previous confusion and anxiety; instead, it displayed a cold and resolute determination.

"Western religion..."

"It's time to settle accounts for what you owe the Yang family and my mother."

"Since you want me to become a Buddha, then fine, I'll become a Buddha... capable of burying you all!"