Primordial Era: Starting with the Immortals of the Jie Sect to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan

"A mighty Grand Luo Golden Immortal, dead just like that? His Taiyi Golden Immortal status seems quite different from mine! Was it the power of that wooden sword? To possess such insights, is he a Quasi-Saint or a Saint?"

The Yin-Yang Flood Dragon died, and the space that had trapped Yunxiao returned to normal. However, Yunxiao did not move, stunned by the brilliance of Li Qing's sword strike.

Li Qing sheathed his sword and stood there, carefully trying to understand the sword strike, but it was like trying to see flowers through the fog or scoop the moon's reflection in water—impossible to grasp.

"Yunxiao, along with her elder brother Zhao Gongming and younger sisters Qiongxiao and Bixiao, greets fellow Daoist!"

Yunxiao had already given up hope and was prepared to self-destruct rather than let that evil dragon get away with it. But he was saved from his desperate situation and was naturally very grateful. When he saw Li Qing open his eyes, he immediately came over and bowed.

"So it was Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao. What a coincidence."

Just as Li Qing was realizing what was happening, before he could return the greeting, a colossal wave erupted on the East China Sea.

"Who dares to kill a Grand Luo Golden Immortal of the Purple Mansion in the East Sea?"

The next moment, the exasperated voice of the Eastern King Duke echoed from the ruins of Qingcang Mountain.

The Witch and Demon races were powerful, and the Eastern King Duke himself was not a very charismatic leader. He only gathered a group of people by virtue of being personally appointed as the Lord of Male Immortals by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

However, there are very few truly powerful people in the Penglai Purple Palace.

One of the Thunder Gods was severely injured by the Witch Clan and no one knows where he is hiding or whether he has passed away.

Even a peak-level Great Luo Golden Immortal like the Yin Yang Flood Dragon would be considered a high-ranking member within the Purple Mansion.

Another high-ranking official died for no reason, which made Dong Wanggong furious!

The dragon-headed cane came with a whoosh, instantly traversing endless space and heading towards the Qingcang Mountain Ruins. Its magical power surged, showing no mercy, and it was there to exterminate all living beings in the area!

The next moment, a majestic Dharma image spanned the sea. Dongwanggong, fearing that he might not be able to kill the one who had offended the Purple Mansion with a single blow, also arrived in his true form, accompanied by the dragon-headed cane.

A strike from a Quasi-Saint level expert, fueled by resentment, is nothing short of a catastrophe for those who haven't even reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!

Under the dragon-headed cane, Li Qing, Yun Xiao and the others felt as if time and space were frozen, and even their thoughts stopped working. They could only watch helplessly as the dragon-headed cane, hundreds of millions of feet long, smashed down on their heads!

"I'm really going to die this time, but it's not a bad deal to have a Grand Luo Golden Immortal buried with me. It's just a pity that I haven't been able to repay this fellow Daoist for saving my life."

Yunxiao struggled to think things through, sighed inwardly, and resolved that next time she would not let her two younger sisters drag her along; if she should not leave the island, she would not leave.

As soon as the Eastern King Duke's attack came, Li Qing knew that the situation he feared most had occurred.

Not every strong person is like the Yin-Yang Flood Dragon, who is not clear-headed and allows others to attack him at will.

The Dongwanggong type, regardless of the opponent's strength, attacks with all his might from the start, ideally not giving the enemy a chance to make a move. This is the standard practice of those great supernatural beings!

"Master, oh Master, we can only hope that this sword you gave us can fight on its own!"

Li Qing silently recited the mantra in his heart with great difficulty.

"It was I who did it, Lord Dongwanggong, what are you going to do about it?"

The next moment, on Mount Kunlun, a streak of azure light arrived first, freezing the flying dragon-headed cane in mid-air.

Then, the Tongtian Sect Leader, who was in seclusion, opened his eyes, waved his sleeve, and a fierce wind arose on the East Sea. A towering wave transformed into a giant hand, traversing endless space, and slammed down on the menacing Dongwanggong.

hula~

The Eastern King was sent flying backward, his protective immortal light shattered by the towering waves, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master Tongtian! Although you are a saint, I am also a male immortal personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. How dare you humiliate me like this!"

Looking like a drowned rat, Dongwanggong immediately used his magic to shake off the seawater.

"That mudfish under your command has been creating karma and killing indiscriminately, accumulating heavy karma and already becoming a demon. He ran into my disciple and had a grudge against him for destroying my cave. What wrong is there in killing him that makes you, the master of the Purple Mansion, a dignified Quasi-Saint, bother with my little disciple, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader snorted coldly, feeling that the Eastern King Duke was acting indiscriminately and that his previous attack was too ruthless, not the kind of thing a member of the Xuanmen sect would do. Therefore, he was determined to humiliate the Eastern King Duke.

With a thought, the waters of the East Sea rose again, and nine water dragons snaked upwards, exploding in the air and striking Dong Wanggong squarely, clinging to him like maggots to his bones!

The Eastern King Duke was once again thoroughly drenched, which also dampened his rising anger and momentum!

The words of the Tongtian Sect Leader felt like a gentle spring breeze to Li Qing, instantly relieving the oppression of the Eastern King Duke and allowing him to regain his composure.

"Disciple Li Qing greets Master!"

Yunxiao was both surprised and delighted. This was the second time she had survived a calamity today. She never expected that Li Qing was actually a disciple of a saint!

They quickly pulled Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao down to kneel, not daring to be impolite: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"No need for such formalities."

A gentle voice came, and the next moment, a dark figure appeared in front of Li Qing.

"The signs of the eldest brother's decline have stopped!"

Yunxiao was pleasantly surprised to find that all the signs of decay on Zhao Gongming's body had stopped.

She was a woman of exceptional intelligence and wisdom, and upon reflection, she understood. The presence of a sage was naturally an auspicious place; how could it possibly signify the decline of humanity? She quickly kowtowed again, saying, "Thank you, Sage, for saving my life!"

"You are intelligent. Would you like to become my disciple? Although there are no inner disciple slots, I always treat all disciples equally."

The Tongtian Sect Leader first ignored the Eastern King Duke, then helped Li Qing up. He then looked at Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals, and seeing that they were talented and loyal, he couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for their talents and asked them questions.

"This disciple is willing to pay respects to the teacher!"

Yunxiao was overjoyed. Having witnessed the saint's great power, how could she still be unwilling? She respectfully kowtowed nine times.

"Alright, in that case, you shall follow Li Qing and let him take you back to Kunlun Mountain."

The Tongtian Sect Leader nodded, then turned his attention to the Eastern King Duke, who was standing awkwardly to the side, not daring to retreat.

"I'm explaining this to you out of respect for the Dao Ancestor, yet you still won't leave! Or perhaps you want to see my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

"I wouldn't dare."

When facing the Tongtian Sect Leader in Kunlun Mountain, Dongwanggong still dared to speak, but now that the Sage was in front of him, under that terrifying pressure, how could he dare to refute?

Dongwanggong took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and resentment: "Thank you for your mercy, Sage. However, I wonder if you could spare my disheveled appearance for the sake of Dao Ancestor? It would not look good for Dao Ancestor if I returned like this."

"Sister, look, even though someone hit him, he still thanked them!"

Qiongxiao had recovered by this time. Standing behind Tongtian Jiaozhu, she couldn't help but chuckle when she heard Dongwanggong's words, uttering the most hurtful words.

"Qiongxiao, shut up! How dare you and I speak in front of our master and his peers!"

Yunxiao frowned and stopped Qiongxiao.