Primordial Chaos: The Goddess Asks Me to Be Her Backer
Chapter 243

Grand Tutor Wen's Defeat and His Appeal to Three Immortals Island

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Xi Qi, battlefield.

The screams of killing were loud, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of scorched earth was so strong that it was nauseating.

The flag of Yin Shang was torn apart and was stuck upside down in a pool of muddy blood. A half-severed arm was still hanging on the flagpole.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and the chariots collapsed.

The once invincible Chaoge army was now like waves of wheat blown by the strong wind, falling down in pieces and completely defeated.

Wen Zhong is sitting astride Black Kirin, with his hair and beard spread out, and his armor has been stained red with blood, and it is hard to tell whether it belongs to the enemy or his own.

On his forehead, as the vertical eye opened and closed, divine light burst out, constantly searching for flaws in the battlefield.

Everything you can see is despair.

In the sky, there are thousands of precious lights and thousands of auspicious energy.

Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, like a high-altitude god, overlooks the massacre of mortals, without any mercy on their faces.

Guang Chengzi sacrificed Fan Tian Seal, and the small seal grew in the wind and turned into the size of a mountain. Every time it fell, it caused the earth to shake. Yin Shang's military formation was smashed into huge holes one after another, and the soldiers inside didn't even have time to scream, before they turned into pulp.

Chi Jingzi held Yin Yang Mirror and looked at General Shang Army. A white light flashed across. The general who was still fighting hard stiffened and fell straight down from his horse. His life was gone.

Yu Ding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren, Huang Long Zhenren...

All the golden immortals with great reputations in Primordial World dropped all their bodies at this moment and joined forces to besiege him alone.

All kinds of unheard of and unseen magic weapons were coming at him from all directions as if they were free of charge.

"Master! I can't stand it anymore!"

"The west side has been breached! Escape quickly!"

"General Zhang died in battle! General Li also..."

A series of shrill shouts came from below, like a heavy hammer, hitting Wen Zhong's heart hard.

These soldiers are all loyal and brave men who followed him in the north and south and made great military exploits for the Great Shang Dynasty.

But now, they are as fragile as ants in front of those superior immortals.

"That's too much!"

Wen Zhong roared angrily, and the Male-Female Twin Whips in his hand burst out with thunderous light, transforming into two roaring thunder dragons, facing the Fan Tian Seal that hit him on the head.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

The thunder light collided with the treasure light, and a terrifying energy storm swept across all directions, razing everything within a few miles to the ground.

Male-Female Twin Whips whined and flew back, its light dimming.

Wen Zhong felt a huge surge of strength, his chest felt tight, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, covering the armor on his chest.

He has a dignified Quasi-Saint cultivation, a leader among the Interception Sect's three generations of disciples, and Great Shang Dynasty's Optimizing Jade Pillar.

Never have you ever suffered such humiliation!

Two fists cannot defeat four hands, and a tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.

What's more, behind these "wolves" stands a saint overlooking the eternity.

"Chan Sect...Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Wen Zhong gritted his steel teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

In order to win this Investiture of the Gods Calamity, they even lost their shame!

Use the big to bully the small, use the many to bully the few.

Is this what is called "compliance with destiny"?

Black Kirin channeled his spirit and felt his master's weakness and anger. He let out a deep roar, stepped on his four hooves, and retreated backwards carrying Wen Zhong.

Twelve Golden Immortals did not pursue.

They just hung in midair indifferently, watching the one-sided massacre below, as if they were enjoying a drama that had already been written.

In their eyes, Wen Zhong is already a turtle in the urn and is nothing to worry about.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Wen Zhong was guarded by his own soldiers and retreated to a hillside at the rear. Looking at the plain below that was stained red with blood, and seeing his army being chased, divided, and surrounded by Xi Qi's soldiers, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It's over.

It's all over.

The Great Shang Dynasty elites he had managed all his life were all destroyed here today.

He seemed to have seen the scene where Chaoge City was broken and Nine-Chamber Hall was burned by fire.

I saw the miserable end of the self-willed king who set himself on fire on Star-Gazing Tower.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed him like a tide.

He fought all his life and never lost.

But this time, he was defeated, completely defeated, and had no power to fight back.

This is not a crime of war, nor is it a crime of generalship.

What he lost to was "Heavenly Mandate", a chess game set by the saint that he could not escape from.

"Master..."

A deputy general ran over covered in blood, knelt down in front of Black Kirin, and burst into tears.

"Grand Master, we have been defeated... Brothers, we are all dead and wounded!"

Wen Zhong didn't look at him.

His eyes were still fixed on the battlefield, and the divine light in his vertical eyes was uncertain.

No.

We can't just let it go.

I, Wen Zhong, refuse to accept my fate!

I, Interception Sect, don't even accept my fate!

Suddenly, a thought exploded in his mind like lightning piercing the darkness.

Interception Sect!

Yes, I am not only the grand master of the Great Shang Dynasty, I am also a disciple of the Biyou Palace and Golden Spirit Holy Mother!

I Interception Sect Myriad Immortals Paying Homage, how could I be afraid of you Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect!

A new hope grew crazily in his heart.

He thought of his classmates who had advanced cultivation and deep loyalty.

I think of the heroic Qianyun, holding Sea-Calming Pearl, and beating Chan Sect golden immortal until he couldn't hold his head up, Zhao Gongming.

If Brother Gongming is here, why is it like this!

Wait...

Wen Zhong's mind showed three more beautiful figures.

Those were the three junior sisters who were inseparable from Zhao Gongming when Biyou Palace was listening to the sermon.

Three Immortals Island, Three Virtuous Goddesses!

Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao!

Wen Zhong's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He remembered very clearly that his master Golden Spirit Holy Mother had lamented more than once that among the direct disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu, apart from senior brother Duobao, Yun Xiao had the highest understanding and the most unfathomable cultivation.

The three sisters also have a set of Supreme Formation that is the best in the box.

Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!

It is rumored that this formation is one of the Interception Sect protective formations. It is infinitely mysterious and contains Innate Marvel, which can destroy the god of immortals, eliminate the form of Immortal's Soul, Xian Xian, damage Immortal's Qi, lose the origin of immortals, and damage the limbs of immortals.

Immortals enter here and become mortals; mortals enter here and turn into ashes.

Once put down, even Daluo Golden Immortal will not escape doom!

Wen Zhong still remembers the solemn look on his face when Master mentioned this formation.

Master once said that the power of this formation is too overbearing and will harm the peace of the world. Unless the sect is facing a disaster, it must not be used lightly.

But now, isn't it a catastrophe?

Chan Sect bullied others too much, treating the lives of his Interception Sect disciples as nothing and killing them wantonly.

Since they are unkind, don't blame me Interception Sect for being unjust!

A determined fierceness burst out from Wen Zhong's eyes.

He is going to find Three Virtuous Goddesses Junior Sister!

Ask them to come out and show off Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!

He wants Chan Sect those high-ranking golden immortals to experience what it is like to have their cultivation level reduced, their moral conduct to be lost, and to become mortals!

He wants to seek justice for his dead fellow disciple Interception Sect and for the soldiers Great Shang Dynasty who died in vain!

Once this idea arises, it is like a wildfire that can no longer be contained.

This is his last hope, and also Great Shang Dynasty's last hope!

"Send me General's Order!"

Wen Zhong reined in the reins suddenly and shouted sharply at the deputy general.

The deputy general looked up suddenly and was startled by the frightening light in Wen Zhong's eyes.

That is not despair, but a kind of madness... to risk death and survive!

"Master..."

"Gather the remaining soldiers and hold on to the pass. No matter what, hold back Xi Qi's army!"

Wen Zhong's voice is hoarse but firm, with unquestionable majesty.

"I'll go get the reinforcements myself! It could take three days or five days, and there will definitely be a turn for the better!"

After saying that, he ignored the deputy general's astonished expression and slapped his seat Black Kirin.

"Let's go!"

Black Kirin let out a thundering roar, and billowing black clouds appeared under his four hooves. He ignored the battlefield and turned into a black stream of light, rising into the sky and speeding straight towards the eastern sky.

There is the direction of the East China Sea.

There, there is the legendary Three Immortals Island.

Wen Zhong lay on Qilin's back, letting the strong wind blow his scattered beard and hair, and slapped his blood-stained face, causing bone-piercing pain.

But he didn't care.

There was only one thought left in his mind at this moment.

Three Immortals Island! Three Virtuous Goddesses Junior Sister! Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!

He put all his hopes and the entire national destiny of the Great Shang Dynasty on this request for help.

He didn't know that when he ran for the hope in his heart, the savior he was looking forward to was no longer on that fairy island.

The Three Immortals Island that was once surrounded by Immortal Qi has long since been deserted.

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