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In the far west, Mount Sumeru.

Inside that dilapidated hall, reduced to only half a roof by divine lightning and various despicable attacks, the Daoist Zhunti was slumped unceremoniously on a tattered futon.

His old face, as pale as a bitter gourd, was ashen, and his lips were cracked and covered with a thick layer of white skin. His right arm, which had been severely injured by Lin Xuan after being attacked by the "Severed Meridian Death Soul Cone," was now bald, with only a thin layer of pink flesh growing on it, thinner than a fingernail. Even the slightest movement made him gasp in pain.

The Western Religion is so poor now that even mice won't bother visiting. In his left hand, Zhunti held a chipped, broken earthenware bowl, filled more than halfway with a dark, pungent, and bitter-smelling inferior healing potion. This was brewed from mortal herbs that he had painstakingly dug up from the back of Mount Sumeru.

"Gulp." Zhunti swallowed a mouthful of bitter medicine with extreme frustration, his brows furrowing so deeply they could trap several flies.

"Lin Xuan... Da Shang... you just wait! As long as my injuries are healed by 30%, I will risk my old life to capture all the students of your damn martial arts academy and fill the sea with earth!" Zhunti swore a vicious oath in his heart while drinking medicine.

Just as he was forcing himself to finish the remaining half bowl of medicine while he was feeling nauseous,

"Snap! Snap, snap!"

Suddenly, a series of extremely dense and crisp cracking sounds came from the shelf in the corner of the secret room, which was used to place the life tablets of Western sect disciples.

Zhunti was startled and abruptly turned his head away.

At the very bottom of the shelf, all sixteen soul wooden tablets representing the identities of Taiyi Golden Immortal envoys instantly and without warning shattered into extremely fine powder within a few breaths. The primordial spiritual light released from the shattered tablets vanished into the cold air.

Before Zhunti could even react to what was going on...

"Boom—whoosh..."

Deep beneath Mount Sumeru, the already weakened golden dragon representing the Western Religion's fortune, severed in half, let out a chilling, mournful cry. A small section of its tail vanished cruelly into thin air, and the already meager foundation of the Western Religion's fortune began to drain away like a burst dam!

In the darkness, the Heavenly Dao's warning, in its ruthless and mechanical way, struck deep into Zhunti's already cracked soul.

[The spirits of sixteen people, including the envoys of the Western Religion's branch in Xiniuhezhou, have been inscribed on the Investiture of the Gods.]

"puff--!"

The moment he heard that voice, it felt like an exploding ancient star core had been shoved into Zhunti's mind. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of extremely rich, dark golden holy blood mixed with inferior medicinal residue could no longer be suppressed. It sprayed out more than three feet high, staining the opposite wall a shocking blackish-red.

"On the list? Sixteen elite Taiyi Realm experts... all on the list at the same time?!"

The chipped ceramic bowl in Zhunti's hand fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered into pieces. His pale face instantly twisted into an extremely horribly contorted shape, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets.

That was his trump card, painstakingly cultivated for thousands of years, specifically for harvesting offerings and funds in the mortal realm! And now, without even a word, sixteen Taiyi Golden Immortals were instantly killed, their true spirits all packaged up and sent to work in the Heavenly Court?!

This is tantamount to severing the fundamental lifeline of Western religion!

"Who did this! Heaven is unjust! My manhood has been ripped out again!" Zhunti lay on the ground like a dying wild dog, his hands digging desperately into the cracks between the broken bricks, his fingernails curling up. He let out a desperate, agonizing howl, and once again passed out in humiliation and excruciating pain.

at the same time.

Kunlun Mountain, the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable sat cross-legged on the Nine-Dragon Sandalwood Chariot, meditating with his eyes closed. Floating before him was a clear water mirror radiating ripples.

Ever since Lin Xuan humiliated him last time, and his disciples lined up to run naked back home, causing the fortunes of the Chan Sect to plummet, Yuanshi Tianzun has become extremely neurotic, using the water mirror to monitor the movements of the heavens every day.

When the sixteen names of the Western religions suddenly appeared on the Investiture of the Gods list in Zixiao Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun sensed it immediately.

For once, a gloating sneer appeared on his usually stern and arrogant face.

"That poor, good-for-nothing Zhunti, always scheming against others, has finally gotten his comeuppance. Sixteen Taiyi Realm disciples died suddenly and made the list; the Western Sect has suffered a complete collapse. Hmph, serves him right." Yuanshi Tianzun stroked his long beard, feeling somewhat more at peace. At least someone was more unlucky than him.

But less than three seconds into his smugness, an extremely faint celestial communication talisman pierced through space and landed directly in his hand. It was an urgent intelligence report from a spy planted on the edge of Xiniu Hezhou.

The Celestial Lord of Primordial Beginning glanced at it casually, and the cold smile on his face instantly froze.

The intelligence report contained only a few words: "The Blissful Gathering Place has been wiped out, and a blood-written message was left on the wall: Guang Chengzi, the chief disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable of the Chan Sect, was passing through this place and acted on behalf of Heaven!"

"fart!"

Enraged, Yuanshi Tianzun slapped the armrest of the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage, causing the glazed tiles on the roof of the main hall to fall off with a rustling sound.

Guang Chengzi has lost all his magical treasures and can't even afford a decent Taoist robe. He's currently hiding in the back of Kunlun Mountain, licking his wounds in seclusion. He hasn't even stepped out of the mountain gate. How could he possibly have the guts to go to Xiniu Hezhou and slaughter the entire Western Sect!

"Who is it! Which despicable bastard dares to impersonate my Chan Sect and frame me!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was so angry that his beard trembled, and a deep, sinister fear flashed in his eyes. Such unethical behavior—taking advantage of others while simultaneously trying to frame them—could only be found in the entire prehistoric world by that unpredictable figure, the Pangu Palace!

……

The deepest part of the Pangu Palace Moon Palace Wonderland.

On the edge of the newly opened [Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range] by Lin Xuan, there is an extremely luxurious and private palace. From the main hall comes a series of extremely violent smashing sounds.

"Get out! All of you, get out! This worthless fruit has no spiritual energy whatsoever, take it away!"

Kong Xuan, dressed in an extremely form-fitting red and black long dress, sat on a soft couch with an arrogant and irritable expression.

With an extremely irritated flick of her slender, fair fingers, a powerful five-colored divine light swept a plate of ancient peaches off the table, causing the two maids serving tea and water to tremble and scramble away.

As the daughter of Yuanfeng and the first peacock in the primordial world, Kong Xuan has always been extremely arrogant.

She was stuck at the limit of the Quasi-Saint peak for a while, and felt extremely frustrated. In addition, Lin Xuan had been busy causing trouble in the Underworld and hadn't come to see her for the past two days, so her proud and arrogant little woman temper was ignited.

Just as Kong Xuan was about to smash another vase to vent his anger, with a "bang," the extremely heavy palace door was kicked open from the outside.

Lin Xuan, wearing slippers and with his hands in his pockets, swaggered in. He locked the door behind him, glanced at the peaches scattered on the floor, and immediately understood what had gotten into this arrogant peacock.

"You've got quite a temper. I haven't disciplined you for a few days, and you're about to tear this main hall down." Lin Xuan walked forward with an extremely domineering air, his tone exuding an undeniable sense of pressure.

When Kong Xuan saw Lin Xuan, a flicker of obvious joy flashed in her eyes, but her expression remained aloof. She raised her delicate chin and gave a defiant snort: "You actually know to come? Do you think the Thirteenth Ancestral Witch is so busy with affairs of state that she's forgotten which way the backyard door faces!"

Lin Xuan didn't tolerate her arrogance at all. He took a sudden step forward, and the perfected spatial laws instantly locked onto her.

Before Kong Xuan could react, she saw a blur before Lin Xuan's extremely broad and hot hand had already unceremoniously wrapped around her slender waist.

"Let go! Don't you know the rules!" Kong Xuan struggled symbolically, his five-colored divine light instinctively wanting to retaliate.

"Here, I am the rule!" Lin Xuan roared domineeringly, and with a sudden burst of strength in his right hand, he forcefully pressed her down onto the extremely soft, top-quality fox fur couch.

Sensing Lin Xuan's intensely hot male hormones and overwhelming power, Kong Xuan's outward aloofness instantly shattered. Her extremely proud body involuntarily softened, and an extremely alluring blush quickly spread across her fair cheeks.

Lin Xuan's Yin-Yang Laws and the Five Elements Great Perfection Laws began to operate with a roar. He guided the source in an extremely domineering yet extremely gentle manner, directly rushing into Kong Xuan's meridians and calming her volatile temper.

Kong Xuan closed her eyes tightly, her fingers gripping the edge of the soft couch, a soft, tingling moan escaping her throat. Under the fusion of Lin Xuan's absolute martial power and profound laws, she completely melted into a pool of spring water.

Outside the main hall, the weather was fine and sunny; inside, springtime was in full bloom. This exquisite union lasted for several hours.

Lin Xuan held Kong Xuan, whose face was flushed, in his arms with great comfort, while the crisp system notification sound in his mind rang out right on time.

"Ding! Guaranteed win card activated!"

"Ding! Detected that the host and Kong Xuan have completed an extremely deep fusion of the Five Elements and Yin-Yang principles, successfully calming the host's fundamental anxiety! Kong Xuan has successfully conceived a second time!"