The Primordial Era: Starting from Being Forced to Become an Apprentice of the Three Pure Ones

In the Kunlun Mountains, the disciples of the three religions have already made all the necessary arrangements.

Looking around, the entire Kunlun Mountain Square is brightly lit and decorated, shrouded in mist and auspicious clouds, presenting a solemn and festive scene.

Distinguished figures from all sides arrived one after another to offer their congratulations.

The Demon Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, the Styx Ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and even the two Western Saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, have all arrived at Kunlun.

Since Taibai has not yet returned, all matters related to this grand ceremony will be temporarily handled by Xuandu, Duobao, and Guangchengzi.

This grand ceremony not only officially announced the establishment of the three religions to the prehistoric world, but also provided an opportunity for the disciples of the three religions to exchange skills and demonstrate their strength to all parties in the prehistoric world.

"Taibai, the grand ceremony is imminent, return to Kunlun immediately!"

As Taibai hurried toward Kunlun, he heard the voice of the Three Pure Ones arriving simultaneously in his mind, majestic and urgent.

He felt a chill run down his spine and, not daring to delay, immediately activated his escape light with all his might.

In a short while, he arrived at the outer perimeter of Kunlun Mountain Square.

However, just as he was about to step into the square, he was stopped by three people.

The leader was an old man with white hair and beard, a kind face, and a staff with a coiled dragon in his hand.

Standing beside him was a handsome young man with dazzling blond hair and an extraordinary demeanor.

Taibai recognized the last person; it was Qiu Shou Xian, whom he had met once before in Shangqing Palace.

But when the grotesque immortal saw that it was Taibai, his eyes flashed, and he turned and walked inside, pretending not to recognize him at all.

The Old Man of the South Pole stepped forward and said slowly:

"Fellow Daoist, please wait. Today is the grand ceremony for the founding of the three religions. May I ask where your immortal abode is, and if you may bring a gift to celebrate?"

Taibai glanced at Qiushou Xian's hurried departure, but didn't reply immediately. He simply stood with his hands behind his back.

"If you have no gifts, please leave. This is a sacred place, frequented by prominent figures from the primordial world."

Taibai then raised his eyes, his gaze calmly fixed on the Antarctic Immortal:

"A gift? Fellow Daoist has reminded me. Should I also prepare one for you?"

"Your cultivation is merely that of a Golden Immortal; who gives you the audacity to block my way?"

The Antarctic Immortal's face darkened, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes, but he suppressed his rage and only sneered:

"This humble Taoist is but a disciple of a sage. You, sir, are merely a wandering immortal of the Taiyi realm; how dare you cause such a ruckus here?"

Taibai glanced at the arrogant Antarctic Immortal, gave a soft chuckle, and then turned his gaze to the Yellow Dragon Immortal beside him:

"Does Fellow Daoist Huanglong think so too?"

"Fellow Daoist, Junior Brother Huanglong is also a disciple of my Chan Sect. He naturally abides by the sect's rules. How could we allow you to intrude at will?"

Boom boom boom!

Just then, three bells rang out from the Kunlun Mountain Grand Square, announcing that the ceremony was about to begin.

"The bell has rung, and the grand ceremony is imminent. If you continue to pester me, you will be ungrateful."

With a flick of his sleeve, the Antarctic Immortal turned and walked into the plaza, not giving Taibai another glance.

After a slight hesitation, Huanglong Zhenren also said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist, please return."

Taibai remained calm and walked straight to the center of the square.

Above the plaza, a cloud bed was placed high, and Laozi, the Supreme Lord of the Pure Land, sat upright in the center.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu sat on either side, with another seat set up slightly below, which was currently empty.

All the great beings of the primordial world have taken their seats, their energy mingling and their radiance flowing.

Taibai walked at a steady pace, weaving through the crowd and moving forward.

Those powerful figures who recognized him smiled but remained silent, while the newly initiated disciples cast curious glances at him, harboring some vague guesses in their hearts.

The Old Man of the South Pole was whispering with his fellow disciple when he suddenly saw Taibai walk straight to the empty seat.

He calmly took his seat, and none of the Three Pure Ones on the cloud bed dared to stop him.

His heart sank, and his expression changed drastically.

At this moment, Laozi of Taiqing raised his eyes with a smile, and his voice resounded throughout the entire hall:

"Today, we are honored to have all of you fellow Daoists present to witness the founding ceremony of our three religions."

He paused slightly, his gaze falling on Taibai, and said loudly:

"This child is Taibai, the eldest disciple jointly appointed by the Three Pure Ones. All disciples, why don't you step forward and pay your respects to your eldest brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent for a moment, and then all eyes were drawn to the figure in white who had taken his seat.

"We pay our respects to our senior brother!"

At Kunlun Mountain Square, disciples of the three religions bowed in unison, their voices rising like a tidal wave.

"Fellow disciples, there's no need for such formalities."

Taibai stood up, nodded slightly to the crowd, and looked calm.

On the cloud bed, the Three Pure Ones looked at each other and smiled, clearly quite satisfied with their disciple's demeanor.

"In that case, the grand ceremony for the establishment of the three religions shall officially begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, auspicious clouds surged in the Kunlun Mountains, and countless auspicious omens rose from between the peaks.

The sounds of bells, chimes, and stringed instruments drifted in from all directions, clear, melodious, and solemn.

In the center of the square, fairies were already dancing in the air, their robes fluttering, while cultivators from all sides raised their cups in celebration.

After the opening song and dance music faded away, it was time for the disciples of the three religions to exchange and demonstrate their skills.

The disciples of the Chan and Jie sects immediately became lively, whispering among themselves, and the atmosphere subtly took on a competitive edge.

On the other hand, the area around the People's Education Bureau appears much quieter.

Before long, the Antarctic Immortal, surrounded by his fellow disciples, was the first to fly into the center of the square.

He first bowed respectfully to the Three Pure Ones on the cloud bed and to all the guests present, then turned to face the disciples of the three religions and called out:

"At this grand gathering, I wonder which junior brother would be willing to step forward and offer his guidance?"

As the voice faded, a slender, tall figure emerged from the Jie Sect camp and landed steadily in the arena.

"Golden Hoop Immortal Ma Sui greets Senior Brother Antarctica."

"Junior Brother Ma Sui, please."

The Old Man of the South Pole leans on his dragon-carved staff, his expression serene.

His cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, and he was also the chief disciple of the Chan Sect. He naturally had his pride, so he raised his hand to signal Ma Sui to make the first move.

Ma Sui didn't say much, but pointed forward with his right hand, fingers together like a sword.

In an instant, seven or eight silver hoops appeared behind him, transforming into several silver streaks that shot toward the Antarctic Immortal from different angles.

However, the Antarctic Immortal merely glanced at it and casually waved his coiled dragon staff.

As the staff's shadow passed, a sudden gust of wind arose.

With a series of crisp "clinking" sounds, the silver hoops were flung away.

Before Ma Sui could catch his breath, the Antarctic Immortal raised his hand and sent his coiled dragon staff forward, casually striking the protective aura around Ma Sui.

Ma Sui shuddered and fell from mid-air, staggering several steps before regaining his footing.

The Jie Sect suffered a defeat in its first battle, and many of its disciples who were watching were naturally dissatisfied.

However, before any more disciples of the Jie Sect could step forward, a chilling laugh suddenly rang out from the guests' seats:

"The disciples of the three religions are indeed all outstanding. However, in my opinion, although these disciples are good, they may not be able to match the brilliance of young friend Taibai in his prime."

"I still remember how composed you were when the Dao Ancestor distributed the treasures in Zixiao Palace."

Today is a grand event for disciples of the three religions to exchange skills. As a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, why don't you personally step into the arena and give some guidance to your fellow disciples on their cultivation?

"How about it, it'll broaden the horizons of us old folks who've come to witness this?"

Many powerful figures present sensed the scene of Taibai being stopped by the Antarctic Immortal and others outside the square.

Kunpeng's words immediately piqued the interest of many people.

Kunpeng's willingness to be the first to step forward was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather an order from the Demon Emperor Jun.