I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

Yunxiao and her husband agreed and simply said that the disciples of the Jie Sect should dissolve their bodies and the Jie Sect's lineage should be destroyed.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and pointed at Li Yu, "Good heavens, this is putting your master on the hot seat."

Li Yu laughed and said, "It's not about putting the teacher on the hot seat."

"It's not that there are cultivators who want the human race to perish, or the Jie Sect to perish."

"This is no joke. Once war breaks out, there will be no room for sentimentality."

"Teacher, how about we make a bet?"

The Grand Master of Heaven asked in confusion, "What are we betting on?"

"My brother-in-law, Gongming, has come down from the mountain and is currently at Sishui Pass."

"Let's gamble on what kind of ambush Gongming's brother-in-law will encounter."

"I won, teacher, you owe me one silver dollar... um, a primordial spiritual treasure."

"If I lose, I will give my master a top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

Li Yu's expression was indifferent, as if he had just said it casually.

But to the Tongtian Sect Leader, this news left him utterly shocked. "Gongming was assassinated?"

Zhao Gongming, the senior disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Sect, wields twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls!

Moreover, during the reign of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, he had already severed his corpse and attained the status of a Quasi-Saint!

Who could outmaneuver Zhao Gongming?

The Grand Master of Heaven remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Hmm!"

Sishui Pass.

Zhao Gongming sat quietly on a futon, drinking cool tea.

Yao Shaosi, Chen Jiugong, and Yang Jiao challenged each other to battle at the front.

Jiang Ziya raised the white flag of truce, and Xiqi avoided battle, daring not to venture out.

Xiqi Camp.

The immortals of the Chan Sect were all bruised and battered, and were forced to flee in terror after being beaten by Zhao Gongming.

"Zhao Gongming! He's truly despicable!"

"Showing absolutely no mercy!"

"You ignorant and wretched child!"

"That damned Zhao Gongming, he really deserves to die!"

Guang Chengzi, whose face was ashen, was the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun. He was captured and severely beaten by Zhao Gongming.

Kunlun Jinxian has truly lost all face.

"We cannot quell our hatred without killing Zhao Gongming!"

But how to kill?

Zhao Gongming, a quasi-saint, wielded twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, making him virtually invincible.

The immortals of the Chan Sect were powerless and barked wildly, hoping that their teacher could find a way to kill Zhao Gongming.

at the same time.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Taiqing Laozi sat quietly on a futon, his face as calm as still water.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat to one side, his expression not very good.

Jieyin and Zhunti sat there with worried and distressed expressions.

"Zhao Gongming is indeed a troublesome opponent."

"Why not let Xuandu descend the mountain?"

Taiqing Laozi shook his head, "Even if Xuandu wields the Flaming Banner that leaves the ground and can protect himself on the mountain, he cannot capture Zhao Gongming."

Yuanshi Tianzun said coldly, "Let's just kill them outright."

Taiqing and Jieyin both shook their heads, "No."

"At this time, the scale of the great calamity is insufficient. If a sage were to kill Zhao Gongming with his power, it would surely alert Tongtian."

"What if all the immortals of the Jie Sect retreat to Jin'ao Island and refuse to leave?

If the Jie Sect doesn't fill the Investiture of the Gods list, then the disciples of the three Western religions will have to fill it.

We need to bleed the Jie Sect like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

Taiqing and Yuqing looked at Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoists, why are you looking at my western region?"

"Even the most skilled masters in the human realm are no match for Zhao Gongming, let alone those in the West."

"Although the Medicine Buddha and Maitreya have great perseverance, great enlightenment, and great fortune, they are no match for Zhao Gongming."

Jieyin and Zhunti looked distressed and complained repeatedly.

We can't let the West do all the dirty work, can we?

If Zhao Gongming is killed, Tongtian Daoist will surely be furious. Without sufficient benefits, the West will not stand for it.

Taiqing Laozi said in a deep voice, "One Eight-Turn Golden Elixir."

Receiving silence.

Zhunti's eyes darted around, and his breathing became a little more rapid.

The Three Pure Ones each have their own strengths.

Yuqing Yuanshi was skilled in weapon crafting.

Shangqing Tongtian was skilled in formations.

Taiqing Laozi was skilled in alchemy.

Only the pills refined by Taiqing can be called Golden Pills.

A single Eight-Turn Golden Pill is enough to instantly grant a mortal the magical power of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal.

There is only magical power, but no spiritual attainment!

But that's still incredibly amazing!

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, then coughed lightly. "On another note..."

"We're in the same boat now!"

We should stand together through thick and thin.

Taiqing Laozi: "So?"

Jieyin and Zhunti immediately replied, "Unless you give us a Nine-Turn Golden Elixir..."

One Nine-Turn Golden Pill is enough to make a Great Luo Golden Immortal reach the peak!

Clearly, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is extremely precious!

After a moment's thought, Taiqing Laozi said, "Alright!"

Taiqing Laozi raised his hand and summoned the Purple Gold Gourd.

The Purple Gold Gourd is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It, along with the Soul-Scattering Gourd and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, are all produced from the gourd vines of Mount Buzhou. It is mysterious and unparalleled.

Jieyin and Zhunti stared, drooling. "They're using a top-grade innate spiritual treasure to hold the pill? What a blatant waste! A complete squandering of precious resources!"

Inside the purple-gold gourd, there were five golden rays, clearly five Nine-Turn Golden Pills!

Jieyin and Zhunti's hearts trembled, their breathing quickened, "No rush, no rush! One day! Everything will belong to the West!"

"The great calamity has only just begun; there will be times when we will still beg for help from the Western Paradise!"

Jieyin and Zhunti accepted the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and said with a smile, "Brother Taiqing, don't worry."

Jieyin and Zhunti turned around and returned to the West.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable scoffed, "Does the West truly have no conscience?"

Taiqing remained calm. "The West only cares about petty gains; they won't act until they see a tangible benefit. How can we control the West without offering some incentives?"

Although the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is precious, it is just average to Laozi of the Taiqing Realm.

What Taiqing Laozi truly cares about is the fate of the human race!

Completely control the human race!

After defeating the Jie Sect, the Human Sect will regain control of the human race!

The West will have to pay back what it has taken!

Taiqing Laozi always clearly distinguished between primary and secondary contradictions.

……

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

The sorrowful and distressed expression on Jieyin's face eased slightly.

Zhunti chuckled, "Taiqing and Yuqing are truly wealthy!"

"In this great calamity, they need something from the West; we must make a fortune from them!"

"It's only right that the West prospers!"

Jieyin nodded in understanding, "Junior brother, why don't you go and visit the demon race?"

"good!"

Zhunti's figure flashed, and as Brahma Light, he headed to the northernmost part of the prehistoric world.

After the deaths of Di Jun and Tai Yi, the demon race declined, and the orthodox demon race migrated to remote and desolate places.

Countless poisonous insects and miasma swarmed, and the mountains stretched endlessly.

This place is also known as the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Previously, the human race sought revenge against the demon race, pursuing them for hundreds of millions of miles.

Lu Ya, Bai Ze, Ying Zhao, and others had no choice but to lead the demon race deep into the remote mountains and treacherous waters.

The deepest part of the poisonous insects and miasma.

The dilapidated Demon Emperor's Palace stood there.

Lu Ya, dressed in a magnificent golden crow imperial robe, sat quietly on a futon, his body radiating the true flames of the great sun.

Lu Ya, with his Golden Crow lineage and decent aptitude, and relying on the remaining blessings and resources of the demon race, barely managed to cultivate to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and Ying Zhao are quasi-saints.

He led a group of less than 100,000 demons, large and small, to live here.

hum!

A hazy, radiant light emanated from the temple.

The voice of the sage rang out, "Your Highness, Golden Crow."

Lu Ya suddenly opened his eyes, stood up respectfully, and immediately bowed deeply, "Lu Ya greets Saint Zhunti."

"Sage, when will my demon race be able to enter the West?"

"This place is teeming with poisonous insects and miasma, making it impossible to survive. I've really had enough."

The West may be desolate and barren, but it's still better than here, isn't it?

Lu Ya practically said, "Use the resources of the demon race to win the favor of the West."

no way!

When the demon race was at its most glorious and powerful, it made many enemies.

A phoenix in distress is no better than a chicken.

Lu Ya desperately needs to find a powerful backer!

Zhunti chuckled and said, "Look, you're in such a hurry again."