Zhang Kui Asks the Way in Investiture of the Gods

Inside the howling wind formation.

Dong Quan stood at the center of the formation, his body surging with magical power. Seeing Cihang enter the formation, he sneered and waved his hand.

In an instant, the innate wind and fire power within the formation erupted in full force. Endless wind blades surged from all directions, each powerful enough to tear apart a Golden Immortal; fire dragons surged, and the heat waves were overwhelming, as if they would completely incinerate those within the formation.

Cihang Daoren, however, remained expressionless.

She raised her hand and a pure glass bottle flew out from her sleeve, hovering above her head. Endless pure celestial light surged from the bottle, transforming into a white lotus platform that enveloped her. Wind blades struck the lotus platform, scattering celestial light, but they couldn't harm her in the slightest.

At the same time, she reached into her bosom with her other hand and took out a precious pearl.

The pearl was entirely emerald green, with faint wind patterns flowing across its surface; it was the Wind-Fixing Pearl borrowed from the True Man of Du'e.

Cihang summoned the Wind-Fixing Pearl, which hovered in mid-air, radiating endless blue light. Wherever the blue light passed, the wind blades dissipated, and the fire dragon crumbled inch by inch.

"What...what kind of treasure is this?" Dong Quan exclaimed in shock.

Cihang said calmly, "The Wind-Stabilizing Pearl."

After saying that, she raised her hand and waved it. Endless celestial light surged from the pure glass bottle, transforming into a giant palm that slapped straight at Dong Quan.

Dong Quan hurriedly activated the formation to resist, but the wind and fire power within the Wind Howling Formation had been suppressed by the Wind-Fixing Pearl, and the formation's power was reduced to less than one-tenth. The immortal hand passed through layers of restrictions without any hindrance and grabbed him.

"No!"

Dong Quan screamed in agony...

puff!

Immortal Light clenched his fist tightly, and Dong Quan's physical body instantly collapsed, turning into a cloud of blood mist. A true spirit floated out from the blood mist, looked around blankly, and then flew away.

The howling wind formation is broken.

……

Inside the Frost Array.

Yuan Jiao's face turned ashen, and his magical power surged wildly around him.

He never expected that Master Puxian would so decisively charge into the formation. Even more unexpectedly, the moment the opponent entered the formation, he immediately drew his Wu Hook Sword and mercilessly slashed at the formation's core.

The Wu Hook Sword is an innate spiritual treasure, incomparably sharp, capable of cutting down all things.

Wherever the sword light passed, ice shattered, wind and thunder vanished, and the power of the formation dissipated.

"Yuan Jiao," said the True Man Puxian, standing in mid-air, his body radiating Buddhist light, "you have cultivated the Dao for many years, and today you are facing your tribulation; it is also the will of Heaven."

Yuan Jiao gritted his teeth and said sternly, "Puxian, don't be so arrogant! You haven't experienced the power of the Ice Formation yet!"

After saying that, he suddenly made a hand seal, drawing upon all the icy power within the formation.

In an instant, the entire ice array trembled violently. Endless icy ice from all directions surged forth, transforming into a thousand-foot-tall ice mountain that crashed straight down upon Samantabhadra. At the same time, wind and thunder surged within the array, and bolts of purple lightning struck down, each powerful enough to severely injure a Golden Immortal.

Master Puxian, however, remained unmoved.

He raised his hand and waved, and the Wu Hook Sword transformed into a golden light, slashing straight at the thousand-foot-tall ice mountain.

Wherever the sword light passed, the iceberg shattered inch by inch, turning into ice shards that filled the sky.

Then, he struck again with his sword, aiming straight at Yuan Jiao.

Yuan Jiao was shocked and hurriedly activated the formation to defend. However, the Frost Formation had already been mostly broken by the Wu Hook Sword, so how could it withstand this sword strike?

A flash of sword light, and Yuan Jiao's head fell to the ground.

A true spirit emerged from the corpse and flew towards the Investiture of the Gods.

The Frost Array is broken.

……

Inside the golden light array.

The Holy Mother of Golden Light had a solemn expression, and her magical power surged like a tide.

Before her, twenty-one precious mirrors hung in the air, their surfaces shimmering with light, each one possessing the essence of the sun and moon, poised to unleash its power.

Guang Chengzi stood in the center of the formation, his face calm, the Fantian Seal in his hand emitting a faint golden light.

"Guang Chengzi," the Golden Light Mother roared, "you've entered my formation today, so I'll let you witness the power of the Golden Light Formation!"

With that, she raised her hand and waved it.

Twenty-one precious mirrors rotated simultaneously, their faces aligned with Guang Chengzi, and in an instant, twenty-one golden rays shot out at the same time.

Wherever the golden light passed, everything collapsed and dissolved.

Guang Chengzi, however, remained expressionless.

He raised his hand and waved it, sending the Heaven-Turning Seal flying out and hovering in mid-air. The seal grew larger as it faced the wind, instantly transforming into a gigantic seal thousands of feet long, with the phantom of Pangu faintly visible on it, radiating boundless pressure.

Twenty-one golden beams shot onto the Heaven-Turning Seal, scattering golden light in all directions, but they couldn't harm the seal in the slightest.

"What?" The Golden Light Mother was shocked.

Guang Chengzi said calmly, "This is the Fantian Seal, which was forged from half of Buzhou Mountain and contains the power of Pangu, the god who created the world."

Having said that, he raised his hand and pointed...

The Heaven-Turning Seal crashed down, striking directly at the Golden Light Holy Mother.

The Golden Light Mother was greatly alarmed and hurriedly activated the twenty-one precious mirrors to defend herself. However, those precious mirrors were like paper in front of the Heaven-Turning Seal, and were smashed to pieces.

boom!

As the Heaven-Turning Seal descended, the entire Golden Light Array trembled violently. The spot where the Golden Light Holy Mother had been was pulverized by this seal.

A true spirit floated out from the ruins and flew towards the Investiture of the Gods.

Golden Light Formation, broken.

Guang Chengzi put away the seal and stood up, his face calm as still water.

The name "Saint Mary Killer" is indeed well-deserved.

……

Inside the Blood Transformation Array.

Sun Liang's face was deathly pale, and black sand surged around his body like a tide.

Taiyi Zhenren stood in the center of the formation, surrounded by immortal light. The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover hung above his head, with nine fire dragons moving about inside, radiating endless heat waves.

"Sun Liang," said Master Taiyi indifferently, "you have cultivated for many years, do you not know the immensity of heaven and earth? Although the Blood Transformation Array is poisonous, it is no match for my Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover."

Sun Liang gritted his teeth and said sternly, "Stop talking! Taiyi, take this!"

After saying that, he suddenly made a hand seal, drawing upon all the innate killing intent within the formation.

In an instant, the entire Blood Transformation Array trembled violently. Endless black sand surged in from all directions, transforming into towering waves that rushed straight towards Taiyi.

Taiyi Zhenren, however, remained expressionless.

He raised his hand and waved, and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover flew out from above his head, hovering in mid-air. With the opening of the cover facing downwards, the nine fire dragons simultaneously spewed out Samadhi True Fire.

The Samadhi Fire can burn all things and refine everything.

When the black sand encountered the Samadhi True Fire, it melted away like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun. The endless black sand that had formed into black waves was actually forced back by the nine fire dragons.

Taiyi Zhenren said calmly, "My death is imminent."

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed.

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover crashed down, enveloping Sun Liang within it.

Sun Liang screamed in agony, and then...

Nine fire dragons spewed fire simultaneously, and the Samadhi True Fire instantly engulfed him.

A moment later, a true spirit floated out from the fire.

Blood Transformation Array, broken.

……

Inside the Soul-Losing Formation.

Yao Bin's face was ashen, and his magical power surged wildly around him.

Before him, a straw figure hovered in mid-air, three lamps above its head swaying precariously, while seven lamps at its feet flickered on and off. Within the formation, a fierce and unpredictable energy surged, capable of annihilating souls and scattering spirits.

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Chi stood in the center of the formation, dressed in a purple robe with the Eight Trigrams, holding a Yin-Yang Mirror, his face as calm as still water.

"Yao Bin," Chi said calmly, "I have entered the formation today to send you to the list."

Yao Bin gritted his teeth and said sternly, "Red..." "Looks like the lessons I taught you the first two times weren't enough!"

Having said that, he suddenly made a hand seal, drawing upon all the fierce energy of heaven and earth within the formation.

In an instant, the entire Soul-Slaying Formation trembled violently. Endless malevolent energy surged from all directions, transforming into countless soul-destroying and spirit-scattering energies that rushed towards Chi. .

Chi Que's expression remained unchanged.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the Yin-Yang Mirror flew out of his hand, hovering in mid-air. The black and white energies in the mirror swirled, transforming into a Yin-Yang symbol that slowly rotated.

The malevolent energy rushed towards the Yin-Yang symbol and was absorbed into it, turning into nothingness.

"This...how is this possible?" Yao Bin exclaimed in shock.

Chi said calmly, "The Yin-Yang Mirror can determine life and death, and can distinguish between Yin and Yang. Your Soul-Sinking Array is nothing but a minor technique."

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed.

The black and white energies shot out from the Yin-Yang Mirror and struck Yao Bin.

Yao Bin's physical body instantly collapsed and turned into dust.

A true spirit floated out from the ruins and flew towards the Investiture of the Gods.

The Soul-Slaying Formation is broken.

……

From lighting the lamp to entering the formation, to breaking all five formations simultaneously, it only took the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Before the ruins of the Earthly Fiery Array, Daoist Ran Deng stood atop a sika deer, his face as calm as still water. He was surrounded by celestial light, his robes spotless, as if the great battle just moments before was nothing more than a leisurely stroll.

Cihang Daoren, Puxian Zhenren, Guangchengzi, Taiyi Zhenren, and Chi Wuren each broke out of the formation.

The evil energy of the great formation dissipated, and the formation gates opened wide.

The true spirits of the six Heavenly Lords have now all been incorporated into the Investiture of the Gods.

At the front of the Shang army, Wen Zhong's face was ashen, his three eyes gleaming with divine light, and his body surging with magical power, almost unable to suppress the urge to rush out.

Beside him, the three remaining Heavenly Lords—Bai Li, Wang Bian, and Zhang Shao—glared angrily, their eyes blazing with fury.

"Fellow Daoist Wen Zhong!" Bai Li shouted sternly, "Let us fight! We must avenge you all!"

"Yes!" Wang Bian roared, "That scoundrel Ran Deng has gone too far!"

Zhang Shao drew his sword and charged forward.

"stop!"

A sharp shout stopped the three of them.

Zhang Kui stepped forward, blocking the three of them, his face as solemn as water.

"Fellow Daoists," he said in a deep voice, "to fight now is tantamount to suicide!"

"So what if we're going to our deaths?" Bai Li roared. "It's better than just standing here and watching!"

Zhang Kui stared directly at Bai Li and said, word by word, "Before Fellow Daoist Qin Wan died, did he flinch? Before Fellow Daoist Zhao Jiang died, did he beg for mercy? Before Holy Mother Jin Guang died, did she regret it?"

Bai Li was taken aback.

Zhang Kui continued, "They didn't. If the three of you rush out to your deaths now, wouldn't you be letting them down?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Li and the other two had fluctuating expressions.

Wen Zhong took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Kui is right. Going into battle now is exactly what Ran Deng wanted."

He looked up at the six figures in front of the formation, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in his three eyes. "Too fast, so fast that I didn't even have time to react before the six formations were broken one by one."

Zhang Kui also looked at the figure riding the sika deer, and an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart. "None of these old monsters who have been famous for a long time are easy to deal with. This person, Ran Deng, is truly unfathomable."

I thought this series of formations would at least force Ran Deng back, and might even have a chance to severely injure him.

But the result?

All six formations were broken, and all six individuals made the list.

Ran Deng and the others were unharmed.

This is the gap.

……

Before the battle, Daoist Ran Deng slowly spoke: "Are you all convinced of today's victory?"

Wen Zhong suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Randeng, we have been defeated today, but the disciples of the Jie Sect would rather break than bend. Besides, have you really won?"

Ran Deng smiled slightly: "Oh, isn't that so?"

Having said that, he turned the sika deer around and prepared to return to Xiqi.

"Do you think that Kunlun leader will let you off easily now that Liusun has died?"

Upon hearing Wen Zhong's words, Randeng's composure vanished instantly, and his face turned ashen.

Yes, how am I supposed to get through this?

The Xiqi army slowly retreated into the city, their morale soaring and cheers thunderous.

There was a deathly silence in front of the Shang army's battle formation.

Zhang Kui watched the figures gradually disappear into the distance, his hands clenched into fists.

Zhang Kui watched the figures gradually disappear into the distance, his hands clenched into fists.

The path of cultivation is long and boundless.

Today he is an ant, but tomorrow he may be something else entirely.

One day, he too will reach that height.

One day, he will make these people taste what they've got today.

……

"Zhang Kui".

Wen Zhong's voice suddenly rang out.

Zhang Kui snapped out of his daze and looked at Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Withdraw the troops."

Zhang Kui nodded, turned to look at Bai Li and the other two, and said softly, "Fellow Daoists, let's retreat with the army. We've already lost today's battle; staying here will only add to our sorrow."

Bai Li and the other two exchanged glances, their eyes filled with resentment, but they also knew that Zhang Kui was right.

They took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger within them, and slowly nodded.

Qin Wan, Zhao Jiang, Dong Quan, Yuan Jiao, Jin Guang Shengmu, Sun Liang, Yao Bin...

Is this the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods?

Human life is as worthless as grass, and even immortals are as insignificant as ants.

Zhang Kui took a deep breath, turned around, and strode away. Behind him, the setting sun cast a blood-red glow.

A gentle breeze swept through the remnants of the battle formation, emitting a mournful sound, like the wails of the dead.