Kunlun Land Grab Movement! The Primordial World Gone Mad!
Hongjun's Edict are like the Heavenly Constitution; once spoken, they are set in stone.
"A hundred years later, preaching will begin."
"Anyone Those with Destiny this is welcome to come and listen."
Two sentences completely shattered the last thread of "reason" in the minds of the Primordial World beings.
At the Kunlun Mountain, the vast black ocean formed by the convergence of billions of living beings, after hundreds of breaths of absolute silence, was suddenly ignited by a cluster of sparks called "Frenzy"!
"Dao Ancestor! It was Dao Ancestor himself who said it!"
"There are no Cushion Limit! No questions about Origin and Background! The Dao Ancestor will preach to us here!"
"Last time the Zixiao Palace held a lecture, I didn't even get to see the Mountain Gate! This opportunity is right above my head, what more could I ask for in this life!"
"Get out of my way! I breathed here ten years ago, and I have the saliva stain as proof. You dare to try and take this land from me!"
A brief moment of shock quickly transformed into a raging frenzy.
The words "Great Dao" are a more alluring poison than any Innate Spiritual Treasure, enough to turn fathers and sons against each other, and Daoist partners into enemies.
Order? It has already turned to ashes.
Humility? That's a virtue reserved for the dead.
A "Kunlun Land Grab Movement" that swept across the entire Primordial Continent announced its opening in the most primitive and savage manner!
A gigantic ape with wings on its back, its chest pounding so hard that the mountains hummed, and the sound waves even shook the clouds in the sky, creating tangible ripples.
Its giant palm swept across, and the resulting gale tore through the void, directly shattering the bones and tendons of hundreds of Demon Cultivators in front of it.
Then, it sat down with a thud, and with a roar that shook the land for miles around, it declared its sovereignty over this territory.
Not far away, a Black Flood Dragon, ten thousand feet long, stirred up the wind and clouds, spewing out the filthy Water of the Styx, attempting to turn a valley into its own Watery Domain.
Before the water curtain had even receded, a colossal hand woven from millions of dark green vines suddenly burst forth from the ground.
With a single wave of its giant hand, it shoved the raging black water, along with the Black Flood Dragon's terror, back into its mouth.
A sinister-looking Wood and Plant Great Demon slowly rose from the ground, and gave the Black Flood Dragon, whose eyes were rolling back in its head from choking on its own saliva, a cold smile.
"Fellow Daoist, my roots have been entrenched here for nine hundred years."
"There's always a first-come, first-served order in everything."
"Bullshit!" On the other side, a giant bird engulfed in flames let out a piercing shriek, "Laozi took a dump here ten years ago, that was called asserting sovereignty!"
Supernatural powers clashed, and magical treasures danced wildly.
The tearing of fangs and claws was accompanied by the most vicious curses and the wails of the Divine Soul.
At the foot of the Primordial World's Foremost Divine Mountain, the chaos at this moment is enough to make the Asura Battlefield of the Nine Nether Sea of Blood seem like an elegant Tea Party.
However, the few people on the Summit of Kunlun did not even glance at the carnage at the foot of the mountain.
Their Dao Heart was a thousand times more chaotic than that of the battlefield below the mountain.
"The teacher... he just left like that?"
The Tongtian Jiaozhu watched as Hongjun, carrying Lin Shen, strolled leisurely into the clouds behind the mountain, his Divine Soul seemingly ripped away.
He felt he had poured his heart and soul into preparing an unparalleled feast, only to have his most distinguished guest snatched up a mere appetizer before being lured away by the candied Tanghulu vendor next door.
The immense sense of loss and frustration caused his Dao Heart, which had just been healed by his Beloved Disciple, to show signs of cracking once again.
"They've done more than just leave."
The sleeves of the Yuanshi Tianzun's robes moved without wind, and the Jade Purity Immortal Light surrounding him became incomparably sharp, cutting through inch by inch of the void.
His voice held the weight of a volcano about to erupt.
"He's ransacking our house!"
"Right in front of you and me, they've packed up our disciples, our reputation, and even the very fortune of Kunlun Mountain, and pocketed it all!"
"What's most hateful is that we have to kneel down and kowtow to thank our teachers, expressing our deepest gratitude!"
The more Yuanshi Tianzun thought about it, the angrier he became. Pangu's True Lineage of Pangu and the leader of the Chan Sect, he valued rules and dignity above all else. How could he have ever suffered such a humiliating defeat?
Taiqing Laozi slowly exhaled a breath, a long and lingering breath, as if to expel all the pent-up emotions in his chest.
He glanced at his two younger brothers, who were on the verge of exploding, and then at Fuxi and Nuwa beside him, whose expressions were equally complex. His voice was calm, yet it carried an aura of suppressing all things.
"There's no point in saying more now that things have come to this."
"My teacher's actions are a way of using my Kunlun Mountain to Doting on Little Grand-Disciple. But for Kunlun, it is ultimately an immense honor."
"From this day forward, Kunlun will be the source of the Primordial World Source of Daoist Law, a Place of Pilgrimage for All Beings. This fortune is far beyond what one or two Innate Supreme Treasure can compare to."
Taiqing's words calmed down the restless magical power of Yuanshi and Tongtian.
That makes sense, that's definitely the point.
No matter how frustrating the process, the result was that Kunlun Mountain reached the summit of the Primordial World.
"But, brother!"
The Tongtian Jiaozhu was still unwilling to give up. The Qingping Sword at his waist hummed, its sound filled with a thirst for blood.
"Are we just going to stand by and watch that old man steal all of my Beloved Disciple's affection?"
"If he can preach on Kunlun Mountain today, will he just take Little Lin Shen straight back to the Zixiao Palace tomorrow and never return him?!"
This question, like a poisoned needle, pierced precisely into the heart of the Three Pure Ones.
Yes.
Hongjun's actions were utterly devoid of martial ethics!
Instead of competing fairly with them, he flipped the table and, using his status Dao Ancestor, launched Dimensional Strike!
Who can withstand this?
"Elder brother, third brother is right." Yuanshi Tianzun's face also darkened, his gaze unfathomable. "We cannot sit idly by and wait for our doom; we must think of a way!"
Just as the three brothers were once again grappling with the age-old problem of "how to snatch their disciple back from their master," the five "lucky ones" who had just passed the test stood helplessly to the side.
They were caught in a dilemma: whether to leave or stay.
I felt like a mortal who had stumbled into a dragon's lair, even my breathing felt sinful.
Especially the Qiankun Ancestor, who held his "Xuanhuang Son" who was still learning to speak tightly in his arms, felt that the air around him was so heavy that it could crush his Dao Body.
"Those... um... the three Daoist... fellow Daoists."
The Qiankun Ancestor mustered all the courage he had gained from surviving the Chaos, forced out an expression more painful than tears, and spoke in a trembling voice.
"What... should we do next?"
Three Pure Ones then seemed to wake from a dream, remembering that there were five newly recruited "playmates" here.
The murderous intent in the eyes of the Tongtian Jiaozhu suddenly found an outlet.
He moved swiftly and appeared in front of the Qiankun Ancestor, grabbing his shoulder and scrutinizing him intently from head to toe.
That look wasn't like looking at a senior or fellow practitioner, but rather like scrutinizing a piece of divine iron that might be easy to handle.
"What are we doing? We're working, of course!"
The voice was as cold and sharp as ice, Ocean of Living Beings at the foot of Tongtian Yizhi Mountain, which had completely spiraled out of control and was filled with murderous aura.
"You! Immediately descend the mountain and maintain order for Kunlun! Anyone who makes a disturbance, engages in fighting, or fails to take their place in order, shall be suppressed by me and thrown out of Kunlun Territory!"
"Ah?"
The Qiankun Ancestor was completely dumbfounded.
He was the Chaos Demon Gods! The master of the Qiankun Cauldron! Although he is now in a state of decline, in terms of seniority, he is an existence on par with the Dao Ancestor!
You want me to... become the Security Captain?
"And you too!"
Tongtian then pointed to the ethereal and otherworldly Yang Mei the Great Immortal, whose figure seemed to exist between reality and illusion.
"Aren't you an expert in spatial manipulation? Perfect! Go to the foot of the mountain and use your Space Divine Ability to create 300 million standard lecture seats for me! Separate each seat with Spatial Barrier, and anyone who dares to cross the boundary will be thrown into the Spatial Turbulence to feed the dogs!"
For the first time, a crack appeared on the eternally unchanging, serene face of the Yang Mei the Great Immortal.
Using the Space Dao... to draw grids?
Me, a dignified Space Demon God, you want me to do the work of a mortal craftsman?
The Tongtian Jiaozhu became more and more excited as he spoke, and then pointed to the Yin-Yang Ancestor, whose face was one black and one white.
"And you! Yin-Yang Face! There are billions of living beings below the mountain, but the balance of Yin Yang is disrupted, and malevolent and resentful energy fills the sky. Go and Regulate Earth Veins Harmonize Yin and Yang! Make sure that for the next hundred years, the Peaceful Spiritual Energy and undisturbed!"
Finally, he looked at the two silent, ancient, and weathered rogue cultivators.
"You two, one is responsible for drawing the Sweet Dew of the Nine Heavens, and the other for nurturing the Calming Immortal Grass! A hundred years from now, when the Dao Ancestor preaches, if there is even a speck of dust in the hall, or if even one person is disturbed by inner demons, I will take your heads and hold you accountable!"
In one fell swoop, the Tongtian Jiaozhu arranged the top experts of the five Chaos Era clearly and meticulously.
His inner scheme was raging.
Want to be my Beloved Disciple's playmate? Sure!
I'll start by doing odd jobs as an intern!
Let you old fogies know just how high the threshold of my Kunlun Mountain really is!
This incredible maneuver left both Yuanshi and Taiqing somewhat stunned.
Is it possible to... do this?
However, seeing these Chaos monsters, who were his contemporaries or even of higher generations, being ordered around by his third brother, their faces filled with frustration, confusion, and disbelief, the Unrighteous Fire in Yuanshi Tianzun's heart, which had been suppressed by the Dao Ancestor, miraculously... dissipated by more than half.
Especially when he saw the word "speechless" clearly visible on the blurry face of the Yang Mei the Great Immortal, the sharp Jade Purity Immortal Light around him softened.
Serves you right for using the Space Laws to play tricks!
Now, go and draw a grid for this person with respect!
As the center of all this, Lin Shen, who was carried back to the back mountain by Hongjun, had long since Beyond the Ninth Heaven all these troubles.
He was sitting on Grandpa Hongjun's lap, with a star-flavored candy bean that Master Taiqing had given him in his mouth, and holding a "Candy Bean Cloud" that Grandpa Hongjun had just conjured up in his hands.
He only has one small worry right now.
Should we eat the strawberry-flavored candy that fell from the Candy Bean Cloud first?
Should we try the grape flavor first?
This is such a difficult choice.