Primordial Era: My father is Hongjun, who dares disobey!

"Meow meow meow, Master, how's my technique? Aren't you awesome?"

After finishing everything, HagiMi immediately came to Jiang Daoxuan's side, transformed back into its original eight-foot size, and showed a fawning expression.

However, Jiang Daoxuan couldn't help but slap him, laughing and cursing:

"You scoundrel, what are you saying?"

"hey-hey."

Hakimi immediately fell silent, only smiling.

Hongyun, who had witnessed the entire process, couldn't help but sigh.

"The White Tiger is the sacred beast of metal in the West, which is in charge of killing and warfare. It can be said to be the embodiment of the innate metal energy. Now that I have seen it, it is indeed worthy of its reputation."

Hongyun sighed, filled with envy.

And at this moment,

A clear and melodious Buddhist chant came from afar.

"Amitabha!"

"Hmm?" Jiang Daoxuan and Hongyun both raised their eyebrows, then turned to look at the source of the voice, and immediately showed a hint of joy.

In their eyes,

Jieyin and Zhunti, who were listening to the Dao in Zixia Palace, slowly arrived on clouds, still looking pale and thin, as if they were malnourished.

Behind the two, there were a number of beings, whether demons or beasts, all in human form, following closely behind them. They moved slowly with each step, pausing every three steps, and like the two, they were dressed in plain clothes and had shaved heads in ascetic practice.

"Amitabha! Junior brother greets Senior Brother Daoxuan." Not far away, Jieyin and Zhunti spoke in unison, their faces extremely respectful.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Daoxuan immediately commanded Hakimi to accompany Hongyun to the two men, and then replied, "Yes, I greet my two junior brothers."

But at the same time, looking at the group of beings in plain clothes cultivating behind the two, he couldn't help but ask a question.

"May I ask you two junior brothers, what are these things behind...?"

"Amitabha!"

Of the two, the older one, Jieyin, spoke slowly:

"Jieyin greets Senior Brother and Fellow Daoist Hongyun. Senior Brother, the creature behind you is a Western disciple that my junior brother Zhunti and I have taken in."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Daoxuan immediately became interested. He hadn't expected that the future West would start planning for its foundation so early.

"That's right. The beings behind us are disciples that my senior brother and I gathered while traveling in the Western Continent. We only wish to cultivate the Heavenly Dao diligently, hoping that Heaven and Earth will bestow blessings, all for the sake of saving the West."

Beside him, Zhunti, also one of the two future saints, spoke, his voice melodious yet carrying a heavy and majestic air.

In addition, he wields the Seven Treasures Tree, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which can cleanse anything. Coupled with his dignified and imposing appearance, you have to admit, he already has quite the air of a Buddha.

However, Jiang Daoxuan's gaze lingered on the top-grade innate spiritual treasure in his hand.

"The Seven Treasures Tree, I didn't examine it closely in the Purple Cloud Palace last time, but now it is indeed a supreme treasure, worthy of being called a top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

Jiang Daoxuan thought to himself.

This Seven Treasures Tree was transformed from the main root of the Chaos Green Lotus, and it shares the same origin as the Pangu Banner, the Taiji Diagram, the Eastern Emperor Bell, and even himself.

Unfortunately, without the blessing of creation merit, it could not suppress the fortune of a sect and was relegated to a subordinate position below the innate supreme treasure.

Of course, Jiang Daoxuan knew that the Seven Treasures Tree could sweep away anything, including all supernatural powers, spells, and even karma.

This is truly terrifying.

But for him, even the finest innate spiritual treasures were ultimately just a step short.

"Amitabha! May I ask, senior brother, have you ever encountered any demonic beings?"

Suddenly, the guide in front of him looked at Dao Xuan and spoke, his murky gaze, as deep as an ancient pool, fixed on him.

Before Jiang Daoxuan could answer, Hongyun beside him eagerly replied:

"Could it be that you two fellow Daoists have come here for the same reason?"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti remained silent, nodded slightly, and then several chants of Buddhist hymns rang out.

Only then did Jiang Daoxuan realize that the two people had appeared here because of the demon race, so he continued to ask them questions.

"Have you two junior brothers discovered something?"

Both of them were slightly taken aback, then exchanged a glance and calmly spoke.

"A few days ago, the two of us returned from listening to the teachings in Zixia Palace, only to be shocked to find that the Western Continent was in turmoil and the spiritual energy of the land had decreased somewhat."

After a brief pause, the two spoke at the same time:

"It was only recently that we discovered that it was the demon race that was causing this trouble, and behind it was the Demon Ancestor Rahu. Helpless, the two of us had no choice but to join forces to first eliminate the demon race on this western continent."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Daoxuan frowned immediately.

"So, how many demons are left?"

He keenly sensed that this matter was not simple.

The two who were being guided responded calmly without any hesitation:

"In the past few days, my fellow disciple and I have eliminated hundreds of Taiyi Realm demons, but a few still remain."

"Are there any left?"

Jiang Daoxuan immediately fell into deep thought, pondering everything behind it all.

Logically speaking, with Jieyin and Zhunti's cultivation at the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm, the demon race should have been nowhere to hide and should have been wiped out long ago.

However, some remnants still remain, suggesting that there must be a passage in the West that provided a route for the demon race to reach the primordial world.

Upon realizing this, a flash of inspiration struck Jiang Daoxuan, and he suddenly thought of a place, muttering to himself.

"Could it be... the void left behind when the Demon Ancestor Rahu fled from Chaos?"

In an instant, everything that had happened before seemed to connect, and Jiang Daoxuan instantly understood everything.

Immediately, he spoke loudly to the group:

"Junior brothers, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, the demons in the Western Continent cannot be completely eradicated, so there must be a gap, which is why there is a continuous stream of demons sneaking in."

"What you say is absolutely right, senior brother."

"What you say is correct, fellow Daoist."

Several people spoke up, and then asked in unison.

"But where is this gap?"

The group was puzzled.

After all, the West is so vast that even a Great Luo Immortal could fly back and forth for several days without reaching its end. At this moment, searching for this vacancy in the Demon Realm is like looking for a needle in a haystack, with a very slim chance.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Daoxuan smiled leisurely. He already had a general idea of ​​the way, so he decided not to keep everyone in suspense and immediately spoke up.

"Back then, the Demon Ancestor Rahu was defeated in the West and fled to Chaos. Now that the West is being invaded by the Demon Race, I naturally deduce that the passage is located at the site of that great battle—"

"The West, Mount Sumeru!"

Suddenly, everyone realized that the missing piece should be on Mount Sumeru.

"Brother Jieyin, have we ever gone to Mount Sumeru before?" Zhunti asked.

However, Jieyin simply shook his head and then replied, "According to what Senior Brother Daoxuan said, it must be on Mount Sumeru."

"In that case, let's go on this journey together."

The guide nodded slowly.

Immediately, the two decided to go on their own, but Jiang Daoxuan readily agreed to go with them.

After some thought,

Jieyin and Zhunti gladly accepted.