Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 141 Fire Burns Paradise, Water Floods Spirit Mountain

In the primordial era, years were not recorded!

Since Donghua and his companions repaired the western ley lines, the western continent has begun to flourish, and the creatures, beasts, exotic flowers, and trees that have been nurtured by heaven and earth have increased.

Moreover, there are many ancient tribes who fled here, and even some rogue cultivators have set foot on the Western Continent to cultivate here.

The entire continent is thriving!

Meanwhile, Jieyin and Zhunti took the opportunity to recruit a large number of people and spread the Western Dharma in Lingshan. Lingshan was overcrowded and truly resembled a "spiritual" mountain.

During this period, Jieyin and Zhunti also took in several disciples.

The disciple who guided him was the Medicine Buddha and Ksitigarbha.

Cundi's disciples are Maitreya, Mahasthamaprapta, Sunlight, and Moonlight.

These are the Medicine Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, Suryaprabha Bodhisattva, and Candraprabha Bodhisattva, as they are known to people in later generations.

On this day, Mount Ling was teeming with people. Whether they were beings that had taken human form or not, they all gathered on Mount Ling. At the very front sat six people, who were none other than the disciples of Jieyin Zhunti.

The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit appeared beneath the seat of the Guide, who sat serenely on the lotus throne, his body radiating celestial light. A treasure vase, a canopy, two fish, a lotus flower, a right-spiraling conch shell, an auspicious knot, a victory banner, and a Dharma wheel appeared around him in turn, emitting boundless light.

Zhunti also sat on a lotus platform, with a huge Bodhi tree shimmering behind him, the Eight Treasures appearing all around him, a blue banner behind him, and a Seven Treasures Tree in his right hand.

In an instant, magnificent light rose from Mount Ling, illuminating all the heavens, and the sound of the Great Dao flowed endlessly.

However, Jieyin and Zhunti, who were preaching, suddenly opened their eyes and stopped preaching.

Because their minds were beating abnormally, the primordial purple energy within their primordial spirits was issuing frantic warnings.

The two exchanged a glance and quickly began to deduce the truth. The result of their deduction was that blood light was rising all over Mount Ling, and the surrounding area was filled with blood-red light.

"not good!"

Zhunti shouted and quickly took the Medicine Master, Maitreya, and others in front of him into his inner world. Then he was about to disperse the creatures of Mount Ling.

But it was all too late!

The once peaceful and tranquil Ling Mountain was suddenly filled with a massive influx of bloodthirsty energy, and the turbid air of the earth began to brew in the sky.

"The Witch Clan?"

Zhunti couldn't believe what he was seeing. Why would the Wu Clan attack Mount Ling?

"Junior brother, this is a calamity for Mount Ling, and it is also our calamity!"

Jieyin clasped his hands together and looked around. At this time, the Wu tribe had not yet formed a real encirclement, and if the two wanted to escape, they could definitely leave.

But today, all the talented and gifted people in the West are gathered on Mount Ling. If they leave, these people will definitely not survive.

These people are key to the rise of the West!

Just as the two decided to hold out to the death.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have appeared at Mount Ling!

Because they have already formed a blockade of Mount Ling, completely sealing it off from all directions and across the river of time and space.

Zhunti waved his sleeve, pointed at Dijiang, and shouted sternly, "Dijiang, what is the purpose of your Wu clan's invasion of my sacred mountain today?"

Meanwhile, Dijiang's four wings unfurled, and a powerful aura pressed down on Mount Ling, as if he were a god or a demon!

"Jieyin and Zhunti, you two shameless bastards, taking advantage of the weakness of my Witch Court, you injured my people and stole my treasures. Do you know your crimes?"

Zhunti snorted coldly and mocked, "If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason. If you want the Primordial Purple Qi, you can just say so directly. Why beat around the bush and tarnish my reputation?"

Zhunti was very confident that what he had done would not be exposed, and he still believed it was because of the Primordial Purple Qi.

Dijiang gained a deeper understanding of Zhunti's shamelessness, but he dismissed his words with disdain. Their true purpose today was the Primordial Purple Qi.

But their reasoning was perfectly justified. Even if the Dao Ancestor came, he wouldn't say anything. After all, you stole the treasure first, so you can't blame anyone else.

Dijiang angrily retorted, "Hmph, you lowly brat, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, yet you dare to steal treasures from my Pangu Hall in the Witch Court. Have you not heard of the name of Father God Pangu?"

"Even if you manage to erase all traces, you will never escape my second brother's ability to reverse time. You truly don't know anything!"

Now that the matter has been brought up, Jieyin and Zhunti understand that their past actions have been exposed, but they absolutely cannot admit to it.

You must know that they didn't just steal the Witch Clan's treasure trove, but also the Demon Clan's treasure trove. Today, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have sealed off Mount Ling, which has already put a lot of pressure on the two of them. But if the Demon Clan comes to take a share of the spoils, then they will really have no way out.

Thinking of this, Zhunti directly cursed, "Dijiang, you are supposed to be a ruler of your own realm, the Great Emperor of the Witch Court, yet you speak so recklessly. My senior brother and I are quasi-saints and great powers, how could we care about such a small treasure?"

"Since you accuse me of stealing the treasure, then produce the evidence!"

"You shameless bunch, you actually fabricated such an absurd reason for the sake of the Primordial Purple Qi. You are truly unworthy of being called Quasi-Saints and Great Emperors."

"I, Zhunti, am utterly blind to be considered a guest of Zixiao Palace as a fellow despicable person like you! I am deeply ashamed!"

Zhunti unleashed his full power, hurling insults at the Twelve Ancestral Witches until they were thoroughly humiliated, making them appear as if they had suffered a great injustice.

Dijiang and the others were so enraged by Zhunti's words that they broke down, but they really couldn't produce any evidence. The only way to trace back the river of time was to do so in the Pangu Palace.

But today on Mount Ling, even if you killed Zhu Jiuyin, he still wouldn't be able to calculate it on the spot.

It can only be said that Jieyin and Zhunti handled things too cleanly, leaving no trace or cause and effect, let alone anything like heavenly secrets.

If word gets out about what happened today, people will surely believe that Zhunti is innocent and that the Wu clan attacked Mount Ling for the sake of the Primordial Purple Qi.

Because Zhunti was right about one thing: those treasures were completely useless to those two quasi-saints.

The twelve ancestral witches, upon hearing Zhunti's words, turned ashen-faced, each feeling as if they had eaten excrement.

"you……"

Zhu Rong's already red face turned as red as a monkey's bottom, and she pointed her finger at Zhun Ti without uttering a single word.

Then, Tu's beautiful face was now filled with a murderous aura.

She was now filled with deep regret. If she had known that Zhunti was so shameless, she would never have repaired the Western Earth Veins.

At this point, Zhu Rong no longer cared about any formations or sealing measures.

In an instant, he transformed into the true form of the Ancestral Witch, his Heavenly Fire Banner blotting out the sky and the flames of the Nine Heavens burning across Mount Ling.

This attack was indiscriminate; heavenly fire burned on Mount Ling, and some beings who had heard the Dao were instantly reduced to ashes.

When Zhunti saw this scene, he was heartbroken. It hurt even more than if he had been hit. He quickly summoned the Azure Lotus Banner to protect everyone.

Then, glaring angrily at Zhurong, he cursed, "Zhurong, you bastard! How dare you attack these ordinary creatures! You are unworthy of being the God of Fire, unworthy of being the Ancestral Witch!"

Normally, Zhu Rong would have disdained such actions, but today, blinded by anger, he actually felt that what he had done was nothing.

"You brat Zhunti, are you already heartbroken? Then let me show you what it means to flood Mount Ling."

At this moment, Gonggong also stepped forward, revealing his true form as an ancestral witch. The Xuan Shui Pot in his hand hung in the sky, and endless Xuanming True Water poured down like a celestial river onto Mount Ling.

As the Xuanming True Water flowed down, the Azure Lotus Banner swayed precariously, and the entire Ling Mountain became a world of water and fire.

Xuanming True Water is the natal water of the Ancestral Witch Gonggong. It is the manifestation of the water element in the Five Elements Dao, which is formed by the fusion of the earthly evil qi.

It abandons the gentle, life-giving power of water, pursuing only the ultimate attack and destructive power, possessing the great power to freeze three thousand worlds and endless time and space.

It is listed as one of the ten most divine waters of the primordial era.

With the descent of the Xuanming True Water, Mount Ling was once again completely destroyed.

Zhunti and Jieyin were extremely angry and no longer cared about the imposing auras of the other ancestral witches.

Because they couldn't compete. Every bit of Lingshan was the result of their hard work, but today it has been almost completely destroyed. Who could bear this?

Zhunti struck first, aiming directly at Zhurong. With a sweep of his Seven Treasures Tree, a golden light flashed, and the Heavenly Fire Banner that Zhurong was waving was instantly swept aside.

Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, Zhunti once again swung the Seven Treasures Tree, this time at the Mysterious Water Pot in Gonggong's hand.

Having learned from Zhu Rong's example, Gonggong had prepared his defenses, transforming the Great Dao of Water into boundless power, which he then unleashed through the Mysterious Water Pot.

The Xuanming True Water instantly transformed into countless ice arrows, hurtling towards Zhunti. Wherever the ice arrows passed, all space and time froze.

"Little Doyle!"

Zhunti snorted coldly, then unleashed his great power, gathering the Great Dao of Cause and Effect on the Seven Treasures Tree, and then swept it three times in succession.

The first attack sent ice arrows sweeping into an unknown space;

The second swipe of the brush knocked the Xuan Shui Pot from Gonggong's hand and to the side;

The third attack struck Gonggong's Ancestral Witch True Form directly, instantly breaking through its defenses and leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on its chest.

This happened so fast that no one, including Gonggong himself and the other ancestral witches, could react in time.

It's not that they didn't react; to be precise, they couldn't believe it. They never imagined that such an ordinary brushstroke could break Gonggong's ancestral witch form.

At this moment, Zhunti was also feeling unwell, with a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead and panting heavily.

Don't be fooled by how simple and easy those three sweeps were; they were his full-force attack, each one demonstrating the ultimate application of the Dao of Cause and Effect.

The reason Zhunti did this was because he was afraid that the twelve ancestral witches would join forces to cast the Dutian Formation.

Now that Gonggong is seriously injured, they will have to think twice before they can unleash the Dutian Great Formation.

All of this had been planned out countless times in Zhunti's mind, and the price was Mount Ling and some of the creatures on Mount Ling.

Therefore, he can execute his moves quickly and ruthlessly.

With Gonggong severely injured, Zhunti also removed the Azure Lotus Banner, and Jieyin, who was standing nearby, instantly brought billions of living beings into the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

This scene happened exceptionally quickly, as if Jieyin and Zhunti had rehearsed it tens of thousands of times.

By the time the other ancestral witches realized what was happening, the situation had already changed.

"court death!"

Di Jiang roared, and the Great Dao of Space transformed into countless heavens accompanying him, before unleashing a punch.

With a single punch, Mount Ling trembled, as if it were the end of the world!

After catching his breath, Zhunti advanced instead of retreating, and then a thunderclap was heard.

Behind him appeared a holy image with eighteen hands and twenty-four heads, holding a jeweled parasol, a flower vase, a fish intestine, and blessed with a vajra, a precious file, a golden bell, a golden bow, a silver halberd, a banner, and other items.

As Zhunti clenched his fist, the golden statue behind him also clenched its fist!

"collapse!"

After the collision, a wave of light emanated from the two people, spreading tens of thousands of miles in an instant. Wherever it passed, life was annihilated, spiritual energy was destroyed, and the void shattered.

After the attack, Dijiang was forced back more than ten steps.

Zhunti, however, stood still, motionless.

"You brat Dijiang, do you think your Wu clan's physical body is the only thing that's strong? Today, I'll show you the power of my Western Great Law, the Golden Body!"

Zhunti clasped his hands together, having just finished mocking Dijiang, or rather, just finished showing off, when four Ancestral Witches attacked him simultaneously.

Dijiang, who had been repelled, was also furious. He admitted that he had underestimated these two from the West. To become the disciples of the Dao Ancestor was truly no simple feat.

From the brief exchange just now, he could sense that Zhunti was still at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, but his own physical cultivation had actually lost to the opponent.

This made the ancestral witch's true form, which he had always been proud of, lose to Zhunti's golden body.

Dijiang felt utterly desolate!

Meanwhile, Houtu, who was still competing with Jieyin in terms of aura, suddenly opened her eyes. Gray energy surged within them, and then she exclaimed in admiration:

"The Great Dao of Nirvana is indeed extraordinary!"

The guide clasped his hands together and exclaimed, "Excellent, excellent!"

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, could you please leave Mount Ling for the sake of our past relationship? We in the West and the Wu Clan have no conflict, and it would be wrong to fight to the death here!"

"If you're after the Primordial Purple Qi, then forget about it. You can't possibly obtain it. The Primordial Purple Qi has already merged into our primordial spirits. Unless you can kill us, you will never get it!"

Houtu did not answer Jieyin's question, but looked at Dijiang and said:

"Brother, don't be fooled by that scoundrel Zhunti. In the battle just now, he used not only his physical strength, but also the blessed pestle in his golden body."

"That divine pestle was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor. Although it is a top-grade spiritual treasure, it possesses boundless divine power."

After hearing this, Dijiang looked up at Zhunti, who was engaged in a fierce battle in the arena. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was indeed as Houtu had said.

The other spiritual treasures held by the golden body were either illusions or ordinary acquired spiritual treasures, but the blessed pestle was a superior spiritual treasure.

The blessed pestle is hidden among many spiritual treasures and is inconspicuous. However, just as Houtu said, every time Zhunti throws a punch, the pestle gathers supreme divine power into it, which is truly miraculous!

Upon seeing this, Dijiang flew into a rage. He had already been tricked by Zhunti several times today, and at this moment he could no longer suppress his anger.

They began to unleash their full power, with both the Great Dao of Space and the Imperial Dao of Fortune emerging, and an awe-inspiring aura permeating the Spirit Mountain.

Endless turbid energy surged from Mount Ling, and the Ancestral Witch's true form swelled once more, its four wings flapping to form blades of space that hurtled towards Zhunti.

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