Chaos Demon Gods as Security Guards? Kunlun Mountain Exploded!
The words spoken by the Tongtian Jiaozhu were like thunderbolts from the heavens, striking Yang Mei, Qiankun, and the others right on the head.
Who are they?
They are ancient gods who emerged from Chaos through bloodshed, and are of the same generation as Pangu and Hongjun!
It is a forbidden existence that can overturn the Primordial World with a single stomp of its foot!
Now, a junior, a manifestation of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, is pointing fingers at them and telling them to be security guards, draw grids, and sweep the streets?
The Qiankun Ancestor was the first to explode.
He shoved the "Xuanhuang Son" in his arms into the tattered Qiankun Bag, protecting him completely.
He immediately stiffened his neck, puffed out his beard, and glared.
"Fellow Daoist Tongtian! What do you mean by this? I Old Daoist, after all, a Daoist..."
"What do you?"
The Tongtian Jiaozhu lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over them obliquely, the meaning in his eyes self-evident: Try saying one more word.
That unreasonable Primordial Chaos Sword Intent was already pressed against the throat of the Qiankun Ancestor.
The remaining words of the Qiankun Ancestor were stuck in his throat.
He had intended to say, "I Old Daoist, after all, Chaos Demon Gods."
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he changed his tone and lost some of his momentum.
"... They are guests invited by your elder Second Brother, how can they be so rude?"
"Guest?"
The Tongtian Jiaozhu laughed, scanning the dilapidated and disheveled face of the Qiankun Ancestor from head to toe, a sneer appearing on his lips.
"What kind of customer looks like you?"
"Anyone who doesn't know the situation would think he's Delia trying to get a meal from my Kunlun Mountain."
"You!"
The Qiankun Ancestor's face instantly turned a deep liver color, and he almost choked on his breath and passed out on the spot.
How could someone as dignified Qiankun Ancestor, who wields the Qiankun Cauldron, have ever suffered such humiliation?
But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the faintly visible Immortal Slaying Sword Formation Diagram behind Tongtian.
I reminisced again about the legendary "all-inclusive" benefits of Kunlun Mountain.
In the end... he chickened out.
"Hmph! Maintaining order is fine, I'll maintain order then!"
The Qiankun Ancestor stubbornly stuck out his neck, trying to salvage the last shred of his dignity.
"Old Daoist who governs the Qiankun, establishing order is simply my duty! It's a good opportunity to practice on those brats down the mountain!"
Having said that, he strode off with an air of indifference, heading furiously towards the completely out-of-control "land grabbing site" down the mountain.
That silhouette, no matter who looked at it, exuded a sense of grief, indignation, and heroism.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu then turned his gaze to the Yang Mei the Great Immortal.
The Yang Mei the Great Immortal remained calm and composed, giving Tongtian a slight nod, his voice ethereal.
"Fellow Daoist Tongtian need not say more, I understand."
"These hands of mine have folded the universe and crushed stars; to use them to draw grids is... not an insult."
His tone was calm, yet it made the Tongtian Jiaozhu's eyelids twitch violently.
That Old Willow Tree spirit has quite the flair for putting on airs.
Yang Mei soon as he finished speaking, his figure slowly blurred in place, eventually turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing without a trace.
The next moment, at the Kunlun Mountain, above the chaotic battlefield, space itself rippled.
The figure of the Yang Mei the Great Immortal quietly appeared.
He stretched out a finger and gently traced a line across the vast, boundless land below.
"Laugh--"
A spatial rift spanning millions of miles silently formed on the earth.
Then comes the second stroke, and the third stroke.
The crisscrossing spatial fissures, acting as the most precise measuring sticks, spread rapidly across the land.
Those creatures who were fighting tooth and nail for an inch of land bowed their heads in horror.
Unbeknownst to me, an insurmountable black line had appeared beneath my feet.
Just one breath.
The entire Kunlun Mountain have been perfectly divided into hundreds of millions of standard "grids" of equal size.
Each cell is constructed with walls based on pure Space Laws, and they are independent of each other, without interfering with one another.
"Space is the wall, order is the framework."
"Those who have entered the realm, may you be at peace."
"Those who cross the line shall die."
The indifferent voice of the Yang Mei the Great Immortal clearly penetrated the consciousness of every living being.
All living beings felt a chill run down their spines and dared not cause any further trouble, obediently retreating into their own "cubes".
Having done all this, Yang Mei stood with his hands behind his back on the cloud, closed his eyes to rest, as if he had just casually dusted off the corner of his clothes.
"Pretty!"
At the Kunlun Mountain Peak, Fuxi, witnessing this feat, couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.
"Using space as paper and laws as pen, such skill is beyond the comprehension of even the gods and demons! Fellow Daoist Yang Mei's mastery of the Space Dao has reached a transcendent level!"
The Tongtian Jiaozhu pursed his lips, feeling a pang of jealousy.
You Old Willow Tree! I told you to do some work, but instead you showed off your skills and made a big splash in front of my little nephew!
Seeing this, the Yin-Yang Ancestor could only shake his head helplessly.
He bowed to Tongtian and said, "Harmonize Yin and Yang is also my duty Old Daoist priest."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure blurred, transforming into two powerful streams of energy, one black and one white, like two giant Yin Yang fish chasing and playing, plunging headlong into the depths of the Kunlun Mountain's veins.
"Boom!"
The earth's veins throughout the Kunlun Mountain then emitted a deep, rumbling sound.
At the foot of the mountain, the endless malevolent energy, resentment, and hostility born of the struggle were quickly melted away by this grand Yin Yang energies, like snow meeting the blazing sun.
The originally violent and chaotic spiritual energy began to become gentle and peaceful.
In the blink of an eye, the sky cleared and the breeze was gentle at the Kunlun Mountain, making people feel refreshed and relaxed.
The last two remaining ancient rogue cultivators looked at each other with bitter smiles and resignedly began to work.
One summoned the Lunar Radiance and the Solar True Fire from the heavens, which merged into divine water and sweet rain, sprinkling it across the earth.
The other activated his own Great Dao of Yi Wood, causing countless Bodhi Immortal Grass, capable of calming the mind and focusing the spirit, to sprout from the soil, filling the air with their fragrance.
Thus, the top five powerful figures from the five Chaos Era were all clearly dealt with by the Tongtian Jiaozhu.
At the Kunlun Mountain, a chaotic vegetable market has been transformed.
It has become a high-end community with good order, beautiful environment, and its own security, property management, greening and air purification functions.
Tongtian Jiaozhu witnessed all this, the Unrighteous Fire that Hongjun had suppressed in his heart finally subsided completely.
He triumphantly transmitted his voice to Yuanshi and Taiqing.
"See that, Second Brother! Eldest Brother! That's what you call a perfect match between your major and your job!"
"If you want to be my apprentice's playmate, you need to have this kind of professional skill that can be used anytime, anywhere!"
"From now on, Qiankun the old man will be the Security Captain of Kunlun Mountain, and also the head chef of the canteen!"
"Yang Mei, Chief Planner and General Foreman of the Construction Team!"
"Yin-Yang Face, a property manager and feng shui consultant!"
"As for those two, the gardener and the cleaner, pack them up!"
The more Tongtian thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed.
He's assembled an incredibly luxurious "Divine Logistics Heavenly Group" for Kunlun Mountain —no, for his own precious disciple!
Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes twitched wildly as he listened to this absurd reasoning, but unusually, he did not utter a word in rebuttal.
He discovered that, thanks to his third brother's actions... it actually felt pretty good?