Primordial Era: I am the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao.

Chapter 50: You deserve a lot of credit for him losing his position on the meditation cushion!

Geek!

A thunderclap suddenly resounded in the heart of the Demon Saint Ji Meng.

His soul trembled uncontrollably, his thoughts surging like a turbulent wave, unable to find peace.

Despite his best efforts to remain calm, the gatekeeper seemed to have already seen through his true intentions.

"Young friend."

Ji Meng tried his best to make his voice sound steady.

"This is an invitation to the Heavenly Marriage. Please pass it on to the Three Pure Ones."

After speaking, he politely cupped his hands slightly and took out the gleaming invitation from his pocket.

Before Cang Xuan could react, Ji Meng had already transformed into a gust of wind, accompanied by the sounds of wind and rain, and quickly left the Kunlun Mountain area.

Their escape speed was astonishing.

Cang Xuan gazed in the direction where Ji Meng had disappeared, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"It seems that these ten demon saints truly live up to their reputation."

"Even Ji Meng, renowned for his strength and speed, is so adept at assessing situations. What unfathomable abilities does Bai Ze, the leader of the Demon Saints, possess?"

"It is said that Bai Ze can know everything in the world. If I have the chance, I really hope to compete with him."

Cang Xuan's thoughts drifted to the distance, where the Demon Court stood high above the Thirty-Three Heavens, wielding supreme power over the Heavenly Dao.

He had many powerful subordinates, and the Ten Demon Saints alone were enough to make most of the prehistoric world tremble.

Not to mention, the Demon Court also contains powerful figures from the primordial world such as the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Demon Emperor Fuxi, and the Demon Master Kunpeng.

"never mind."

Cang Xuan snapped out of his thoughts. "I'd better go to Taiqing Palace to deliver the invitation first."

"A celestial marriage is an inevitability determined by the will of Heaven, and cannot be easily prevented by human power."

He thought to himself, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and rode on auspicious clouds, flying straight to the top of Kunlun Mountain.

A moment later, Cang Xuan arrived in front of the main hall.

The hall was filled with celestial energy, and the Three Pure Ones sat upright within, exuding both majesty and mystery.

Cang Xuan bowed respectfully and presented the invitation with both hands.

"Three masters, this is a wedding invitation from the Demon Saint Ji Meng. Please read it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used his magic to gently push the invitation, which then floated steadily toward the Three Pure Ones.

The invitation is crystal clear, like a rare treasure, seemingly containing endless mysteries.

The burning solar fire and the faintly visible divine patterns intertwined on it, demonstrating the supreme majesty and orthodox status of the Demon Court.

The Three Pure Ones' gazes fell upon the invitation, their expressions calm and serene, making it difficult to fathom their thoughts.

"A top-grade acquired spiritual treasure, this is quite a generous gesture. It seems that the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and the Demon Master Kun Peng attach great importance to this heavenly marriage."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable looked solemnly at the invitation in his hand. The acquired restrictions on it were exquisite and revealed the painstaking efforts of the creator.

"I did underestimate the weapon-refining skills of the demon master Kunpeng before, but now it seems that his skills are indeed extraordinary."

The tone of Yuanshi Tianzun revealed his approval of the demon master Kunpeng, which was completely different from his usual attitude.

Seeing this, the Tongtian Sect Leader couldn't help but joke, "Second Brother, your change of attitude is astonishing."

"I remember when Hongjun Daozu was preaching, you regarded Kunpeng as a beast with fur and horns."

"You deserve immense credit for his loss of the meditation cushion position!"

After hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun laughed dismissively, "Those are just old stories. If I truly owe Kunpeng a debt of karma, I will repay him if I have the chance in the future."

"However, that demon master Kunpeng has a gloomy face and doesn't look like a kind person at all."

Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian Jiaozhu nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

As true descendants of Pangu, their insight into things far surpasses that of ordinary people, so they can naturally see the ambition and unfathomable cunning of the demon master Kunpeng.

At this moment, Cang Xuan voiced his doubts: "Three masters, the Heavenly Marriage is an inevitable trend of the Heavenly Dao. Now that the Demon Court has sent an invitation, should we go to attend the banquet?"

Taiqing Laozi stroked his beard and said calmly, "The matter of the Heavenly Marriage has already been announced to all the races of the prehistoric world, and the Wu Clan must already know about it."

"The fact that the Demon Saint Ji Meng had visited Kunlun Mountain probably couldn't have been kept from the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

"Not to mention, receiving an invitation doesn't mean we have to go to the Lingxiao Palace in person."

Cang Xuan immediately understood: "Master means that we can send someone to the Demon Court to offer our congratulations instead of attending the banquet in person?"

"Below the sages, all are but ants; if the Three Pure Ones do not go, indeed no one will dare to say anything."

He smiled slightly, gave Taiqing Laozi a thumbs up, and said, "Brilliant, truly brilliant!"

"This disciple is utterly in awe of Master Taiqing's profound wisdom and foresight."

Taiqing Laozi glared at him, "You brat, you're always saying flattering things."

"Go and continue guarding the mountain gate. A powerful figure from the Witch Clan may come to visit soon."

"You should know how to handle this, right?"

"Disciple understands."

Cang Xuan responded, then turned and left Taiqing Palace.

However, he did not return directly to the gate of Kunlun Mountain, but instead turned into a valley filled with ethereal beauty and Taoist charm.

Here, the Three Lights Divine Water ripples with light, the Space Willow Tree and Yellow Plum stand to the side, and the Twelve-Petaled Pure White Lotus shines brightly in the center of the pool.

Cang Xuan looked around, feeling extremely satisfied.

He gently waved his jade sleeve, and the immortal tree fell to the ground.

It immediately began to absorb the Three Lights Divine Water frantically, its vitality taking root in the soil.

He gazed at the life rules and immortal laws entwined on the ancient tree of immortality, and gained some understanding from them.

"The immortal tree, though it does not bear fruit, possesses an immortal heart deep within its trunk, which is a treasure of immeasurable value."

Cang Xuan took a deep breath. He could feel that if he could merge with that Undying Heart, he would be able to comprehend the Law of Immortality.

From then on, they would live forever, eternally exist in the world.

Cang Xuan was deeply aware of the wonders of the Immortal Tree.

He extended his right hand, and a heart radiating supreme laws and the true essence of the Great Dao appeared in his palm.

This heart is entirely golden, brimming with vitality; it is the heart that never dies.

However, the source of the Immortal Tree from which the Heart of Immortality was extracted was severely damaged, and it seemed as if it might fall into a deep sleep at any moment.

Cang Xuan quickly unleashed a ball of eternal divine spring water, infusing the ancient tree with new life force.

Nourished by the sacred spring, the ancient tree quickly regained its vitality, and its branches and leaves became even more lush than before.

However, it will take a long time to forge a new immortal heart.

After dealing with these matters, Cang Xuan did not rest for a moment. His figure moved like lightning as he quickly returned to the entrance of Kunlun Mountain.

He lay languidly on the wicker chair, then gently patted his undying heart into his chest.

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness, like a wild horse unleashed, began to wander beyond the heavens, roaming in the long river of dreams.

The laws of immortality surrounding him formed a cocoon, tightly enveloping him.

Meanwhile, hundreds of millions of miles away, an ancestral witch was rapidly approaching Kunlun Mountain.

(End of this chapter)