Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 93 The Dragon Clan's Benevolent Sage Preaches!

Qiu Shouxian led Zhao Gongming all the way to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, where they happened to see Ao Yang.

Although Ao Yang's cultivation level is still at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he is much stronger than he was back then.

"You...you actually reached the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm!"

The moment Ao Yang saw Zhao Gongming, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Back when the three immortal islands were being developed, Zhao Gongming was only at the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. But now, upon seeing him, he has risen to a level no weaker than him. No, the aura emanating from him is even stronger than his.

This speed is probably unmatched even by the strongest prodigy since the birth of the Dragon Clan.

The hunchbacked immortal said in a deep, booming voice, "This is my senior brother from the Shangqing lineage. Why don't you greet him?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Ao Yang, who was still in a daze, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What, you don't recognize me after only a few thousand years?"

Ao Yang then realized what was happening and felt somewhat convinced, so he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"Ao Yang greets Senior Brother."

Given Zhao Gongming's talent and combat prowess, Ao Yang had no choice but to be impressed.

Zhao Gongming waved his hand, "There's no need to call me senior brother so early. It's not too late to call me that after we've gone through the apprenticeship ceremony."

"Yes."

Zhao Gongming nodded, looking at the wiry-headed immortal, "You continue patrolling the mountain, I'll take care of Ao Yang."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

Qiu Shou Xian responded, rode a white cloud, and flew towards the Kunlun Mountains to continue his daily patrol.

Zhao Gongming, along with Ao Yang, returned to Shangqing Palace to meet Tongtian.

Because he had already spoken with Tongtian beforehand, Ao Yang's apprenticeship went very smoothly, and he soon became Tongtian's ninth direct disciple.

At the same time, he obtained a palace that belonged exclusively to him in the palace complex behind Shangqing Palace.

After the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Ao Yang flipped his hand, revealing a jade talisman in his palm, which he respectfully presented.

"Master, this is what my father asked me to bring when I came to Kunlun Mountain, to present to you."

"Oh?"

Tongtian was slightly taken aback, then with a wave of his hand, the jade talisman in Ao Yang's hand landed in his.

With a single thought, everything within the jade talisman came into view.

"Deep-sea black iron, 100,000-year-old coral essence, 10,000-year-old black jade, and nine-turn dragon soul grass."

Inside the jade talisman were huge quantities of top-tier resources, piled up like a small mountain.

Clearly, this is a great gesture of goodwill from the Dragon Clan to Tongtian.

This was also a gift of gratitude for Tongtian's personal trip to the Demon Emperor's Palace to relieve the Dragon Clan's crisis.

"Your father is very kind."

Tongtian nodded slightly and accepted the gift without hesitation.

Soon, Tongtian waved his hand, and the three jade slips landed in Ao Yang's hands. They were the same three pieces that Zhao Gongming had used when he became an apprentice.

The True Scripture of the Great Cave of Shangqing.

The Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang.

Shangqing Thunder Method.

These three items may seem like a casual gift from Tongtian, but if they were thrown onto the primordial land, they would definitely cause a huge uproar, with hundreds of millions of cultivators fighting desperately for them.

Ao Yang accepted the jade slip, bowed again, and then left Shangqing Palace with Zhao Gongming.

After arriving at the palace and settling Ao Yang in, Zhao Gongming entered his cave and began his seclusion.

Not long has passed since Nuwa began her sermon, and he wants to make the most of the remaining time to deepen his cultivation.

Only in this way can one gain more from preaching.

In the primordial era, time was immeasurable, and cultivators, in their practice, had no concept of time at all.

A person with great supernatural powers can spend tens of thousands of years in seclusion.

In the blink of an eye, nearly two thousand years have passed.

On this day, a powerful aura of the Holy Dao suddenly rose up on Phoenix Perch Mountain!

This sacred aura, like the sun, rose slowly. At first, it was not apparent, but as time went on, it became more and more terrifying. Soon, the terrifying sacred aura swept across the nine heavens and ten earths, and the four seas and eight wastelands.

The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun, Zhunti of the West, Jieyin, Zhenyuanzi of Wanshou Mountain, Xiwangmu of the West Kunlun, the River Styx of the Blood Sea, the Heavenly Demon Emperor, Dijun, Taiyi of the East, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches of Pangu Palace on Buzhou Mountain.

Almost all the powerful beings of the primordial world sensed this extremely powerful aura, opened their eyes, and wanted to bow down in worship!

The time for the sage to preach is almost here!

At the Sanqing Hall on Kunlun Mountain, three wisps of pure energy rose gently, and the figures of the Three Pure Ones appeared in the hall.

The next moment, the golden bell hanging in the Sanqing Hall slowly rang out, its sound carrying clearly towards Kunlun Mountain and reaching everyone's ears.

"The time for the sage to preach has come. Everyone, follow me and hurry to the Sanqing Hall."

Guang Chengzi awoke from his cave, summoned eleven Golden Immortals, and transformed into twelve rainbow lights, flying towards the Sanqing Palace.

On the other side, the disciples of the Shangqing lineage were also gathering. After they finished gathering, Zhao Gongming led the team and flew towards the Sanqing Hall.

In just a quarter of an hour, the once quiet Sanqing Hall was transformed into a bustling place filled with noise and chatter.

Hundreds of disciples chatted amongst themselves, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

That was a sage preaching, I wonder how much one can gain from it.

"When a sage preaches, it is a rare and great opportunity. When you listen to his teachings, you must concentrate and not be careless in the slightest. Otherwise, you will miss this supreme opportunity and have no way to regret it."

"Yes."

The Three Pure Ones gave a few instructions to everyone, and then, with a thought, they conjured up an auspicious cloud.

The auspicious clouds grew larger in the wind, becoming snow-white and supple, carrying all the disciples as they flew towards the primordial chaos beyond!

In the Heavenly Court, on the Thirty-Three Heavens, inside the Demon Emperor's Palace, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi wore smiles on their faces.

"According to Nuwa's sermon, the strength of our Heavenly Court will increase significantly once again."

Donghuang Taiyi laughed and said, "The Wu Clan only cultivates the physical body and has no primordial spirit. The sages' teachings are of no use to them. This time, we are going to leave them far behind."

Di Jun nodded. "Let's go listen to the lecture, but we need to leave some people in Heaven. Let Bai Ze lead 365 Great Luo Demon Gods to guard Heaven, while the other nine Demon Saints come with us to listen to the lecture, how about that?"

"Bai Ze is wise and his calculations are thorough. With the addition of 365 Great Luo Demon Gods, he is more than capable of protecting the Heavenly Court without worry."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded in agreement.

"Then go and relay the order."

"Yes, elder brother."

Donghuang Taiyi withdrew from the Demon Emperor's Palace. Soon, a quarter of an hour later, in the Great Luo Heaven, in front of the Demon Emperor's Palace, in front of the plaza paved with white jade tiles.

Besides Bai Ze, the other nine demon saints gathered together, with the demon master Kunpeng prominently among them.

"The Chaos Bell!"

Donghuang Taiyi unleashed the Chaos Bell, and the divine power of this innate treasure swept across the sky.

The next moment, the Chaos Bell grew larger in the wind, and all the demon saints stepped onto the Chaos Bell.

Then Donghuang Taiyi activated his magic power, and the group traveled through the Thirty-Three Heavens towards Chaos.

In the primordial pillar of heaven, within Mount Buzhou, the twelve ancestral witches gathered together, exuding a profound and ancient aura.

It's as if it takes you back to the time when Pangu created the world.

The ancestral witch Zhu Rong, with a beast's head and a human body, covered in red scales, with fire snakes piercing her ears and riding on fire dragons, stomped his feet impatiently, causing the earth to rumble loudly.

"Damn it, this time Nuwa preached, and since we don't have primordial spirits, we can't comprehend the Great Dao of the Sages. Those two three-legged old birds got all the benefits. They're probably mocking us right now, aren't they?"

The Time God, Zhu Jiuyin, also had a very gloomy expression.

The Wu tribe lacks a primordial spirit, and thus lags far behind the demon tribe in terms of enlightenment.

The strength of the Lich and Demon races was originally evenly matched, but if the Demon race listened to the sermon once more...

They could very well surpass the Witch Clan, and then the situation would be dire.

The Poison Ancestor, Shebi Shi, suddenly brightened up and said, "That's right, Di Jun, with Donghuang Taiyi and the others going to Chaos to listen to lectures, the Heavenly Court must be undefended. Why don't we take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the Heavenly Court and wipe them out in one fell swoop?"

The Ancestral Witch of Wind, Tianwu, shook his head. "No, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi isn't stupid. If we leave the Primordial World to listen to lectures in Chaos, the Heavenly Court must have made ample preparations. Perhaps they've even deliberately set a trap for us to fall into."

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of fire, entered a violent mode and paced back and forth in the Pangu Palace.

"Then what should we do? Let the demon race grow stronger?"

Gonggong, the ancestral sorcerer of water, mocked, "Zhurong, with such a fiery temper, why don't you go and test the Heavenly Court yourself?"

(End of this chapter)