Primordial Era: I am a member of the Jie Sect, and I am the God of Literature.

With all six Heavenly Emperors back in their positions, the Heavenly Court's fortune seemed to have reached a perfect state.

Countless manifestations of celestial fortune appeared above the Thirty-Three Heavens, attracting the attention of many powerful beings from the primordial era.

After the human race bestowed the title of Emperor of Gouchen Palace, they thought that the great beings of the primordial world who had come to the Yaochi Feast had arrived by now. As a chorus of celestial music played, a voice also came from afar to the Heavenly Court.

"I, an old Taoist priest, am late!"

The sound startled even the powerful figures from Yaochi present.

"Ancestor Kunpeng!"

Upon hearing that it was the Kunpeng Ancestor who had disappeared during the Eternal Era of the Primordial World, countless powerful beings from the Primordial World couldn't help but look up at the red cloud on the Six Imperial Throne.

Hongyun Ancestor sat there leisurely, seemingly unsurprised by Kunpeng Ancestor's arrival.

"Greetings, Ancestor Kunpeng!"

"Greetings, Senior Kunpeng!"

The Kunpeng Ancestor was a top-tier innate deity in the primordial world, a contemporary of the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the two Western Saints, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

If Zhen Yuanzi hadn't later attained sainthood and suppressed Kunpeng Ancestor for the sake of Hongyun Ancestor, perhaps things would be different now...

"Haha, greetings to Fellow Daoist Kunpeng! It's been so long since we last met at the Eternal Gathering! How have you been?" Haotian couldn't help but stand up and say with a smile when he saw Ancestor Kunpeng.

"Hehehe, greetings to all fellow Daoists." The Kunpeng Ancestor stood with his hands behind his back, looking at all the living beings in the Yaochi Gathering.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, sit before me," Hongyun said with a faint smile as he looked at Ancestor Kunpeng.

Years ago, when Brother Zhenyuan made a move, his cultivation level plummeted to the peak of Quasi-Saint. In such a short time, he has returned to a level beyond Quasi-Saint, and his cultivation level is even more advanced than before.

Hongyun had no fear of any Kunpeng sitting next to him. He was already at the half-saint level, and if he could comprehend the Primordial Purple Qi, he could become a saint on the spot.

Therefore, with his current cultivation level, even if he were to fight a saint and be defeated, he could still escape.

Upon hearing Hongyun's words, Kunpeng smiled faintly and said, "Very well, then Kunpeng will respectfully comply."

When Kunpeng sat beside the red clouds, celestial music resounded in the Jade Pool, and many celestial moths appeared in the center of the Jade Pool.

The primordial creatures chatted amongst themselves, and the atmosphere in the Jade Pool was no longer as heavy as it had been at the beginning.

However, whether it was the Jie Sect, the Chan Sect, or the Haotian Sect, they all seemed too quiet at this moment. In fact, they were so quiet that even the usually restless monkey Sun Wukong was sitting obediently next to Mo You and Zhenwu.

After a burst of celestial music, Su Shao Chen, holding his celestial cup, looked at the powerful beings and geniuses of the prehistoric world and said, "Today's grand gathering at Yaochi focuses solely on literature, neglecting martial arts. Is this not inappropriate?"

"I am here by the decree of the Tongtian Patriarch, and I am honored as the Vice Leader of the Jie Sect. I should consider the well-being of my fellow disciples. Now that all the outstanding talents of the various races in the prehistoric world are gathered here, why not discuss the Dao and prove the Great Dao for the future?"

After speaking, Su Shao Chen ignored everyone's opinions and turned to Mo You, Sun Wukong, and Zhenwu Dao, saying, "The three of you will defend the arena. The winner will receive a reward!"

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, Su Shaochen took out the Crimson Cloud Fruit and the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, Wuyi Mountain Red Robe, and placed them on the other side of the arena.

"What the Master says is absolutely right. Since the Master has such a mindset, we should not let it dampen our spirits!" The quasi-saint ancestors of the myriad races of the prehistoric world couldn't help but laugh when they heard this. Then, they followed Su Shao Chen's example and waved their sleeves, and innate spiritual fruits and acquired spiritual fruits appeared on one side of the arena.

"Great kindness!"

Su Shao Chen's proposal deeply attracted countless powerful beings in the prehistoric world. After all, it would be a lie for all the beings in the prehistoric world not to be curious about Sun Wukong, who was destined to face the tribulation.

Therefore, as soon as Sun Wukong appeared on the arena, a rhinoceros demon immediately rushed onto the arena formed by the power of countless quasi-saints and great powers.

It's less of a fighting arena and more of a miniature world created by the laws of nature.

"I, Bichen, have come to learn from you!" Bichen, the rhinoceros demon, stood on the arena, holding the Qita Teng. He exuded the aura of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal and looked at Sun Wukong with boundless fighting spirit.

The two brothers below, Bishu and Bihan, had already broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and were now facing off against Zhenwu and Moyou.

This instantly made the entire arena even more captivating. The rhinoceros demon clan was a major clan in Xiniu Hezhou, with excellent relations with Buddhism, and several quasi-saint ancestors within the clan.

When Su Shao Chen saw that it was actually the Three Brothers who were staying up late to escape the heat, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. These three brothers were quite famous in the Journey to the West in later generations.

Unexpectedly, these three brothers are no ordinary beings in this life either. Although Bichen is only at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he has already comprehended the laws and is just waiting for an opportunity to break through to Daluo Golden Immortal.

There are beginner-level Great Luo Golden Immortals for escaping the summer heat, and beginner-level Great Luo Golden Immortals for escaping the winter cold...

"Fight!" Sun Wukong said with a smile when he saw Bichen in front of him. Then, Sun Wukong, at the high level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, began to fight Bichen.

Although Sun Wukong was a realm lower than Bichen, his overwhelming fighting spirit was in no way inferior to Bichen's. In fact, when Bichen unleashed the power of the laws he had comprehended to fight against Sun Wukong, he was constantly suppressed by the power of lawlessness and the will of the heavens.

Bichen was clearly no nobody. Even though he was constantly suppressed by Sun Wukong, he relied on the rhinoceros demon's innate supernatural powers and physical advantages to physically confront Sun Wukong.

On the other side, Mo You and Zhen Wu are few and far between in the same realm. Moreover, Mo You is now at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. His cultivation in the realm of literature and Taoism is probably unmatched in the entire prehistoric world except for Su Shao Chen.

Yang Jian looked at Mo You, who was in the same realm, and a fighting spirit surged within him. However, after thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but give up.

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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, after countless prehistoric geniuses had competed, Su Shao Chen's Crimson Cloud Fruit and the top-grade innate spiritual root, the Great Red Robe, were all divided up among the prehistoric geniuses.

Sun Wukong and the others also received a high-grade innate spiritual fruit, and the patriarchs of various clans couldn't help but nod with satisfaction when they saw their offspring.

This competition allowed countless powerful beings in the prehistoric world to witness the strength of the one destined for tribulation. Although he was only at the high-level Taiyi Golden Immortal stage, the quasi-saint ancestors felt that he could even fight a low-level Daluo Golden Immortal.

After the competition ended, Guang Chengzi, holding the Pangu Banner, appeared out of nowhere in the very center of Yaochi.

"The events of the past cannot be forgotten. Today, I, Guang Chengzi, as the chief disciple of the Chan Sect, must speak for my fellow disciples. If the Heavenly Emperor does not speak, then I will test the sharpness of the Pangu Banner in my hand!" Guang Chengzi, dressed in the Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe and holding the Pangu Banner, seemed to have reached the peak of his aura.

"Hmph, insolence! I am the Heavenly Emperor, what right do you have to explain!" Haotian's indifferent voice rang out from beneath the Emperor's throne, the power of the Imperial Laws sweeping across the entire Jade Pool. (End of Chapter)