Clarify Sect: The advantage is ours!

The group quickly arrived at the gate of Sishui Pass.

Several streaks of light descended from the sky and landed outside the pass, revealing five or six Dao Body.

The leader was a man dressed in a bright red Eight Trigrams robe and wearing Golden Cloud Crown; he was dashing and imposing.

His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Perfected Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, and he was only one step away from becoming Daluo Golden Immortal.

Behind her stood several Daoist priests, each with a powerful aura and profound Magic Power, clearly elite disciples of the Interception Sect.

Jiang Ziya recognized the leading Female Immortals at a glance, and his joy deepened.

"So it's Martial Nephew Huoling!"

When the Saint Mother Huoling and the others saw Jiang Ziya, they dared not be negligent and immediately bowed in greeting.

"Disciple Huoling greets Martial Uncle Jiang."

The Jie Sect Disciple behind her also bowed in unison.

"Disciples pay respects to Martial Uncle Jiang (Senior Uncle)!"

The voice was loud and clear, Yunxiao.

Among these people were Yu Yuan, a disciple of the Saint Mother Jinling; Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi, two attendant disciples of Zhao Gongming; and several high-ranking disciples under Lü Yue, the God of the Plague Ministry.

"Please rise, my fellow Martial Nephew."

Jiang Ziya quickly stepped forward and helped the Saint Mother Huoling up, his face beaming with genuine joy.

He looked at the Saint Mother Huoling and spoke.

"Martial Nephew Huoling, I never expected that Senior Brother Duobao would send you down the mountain in person."

The Saint Mother Huoling was Direct Disciple of Daoist Duobao. Among the Third-generation disciples of the Interception Sect, she held a revered position and was one of the most powerful.

Her personal descent from the mountain carries a completely different weight.

The Saint Mother Huoling solemnly addressed Jiang Ziya.

"As the third-generation chief disciple of the Interception Sect, how can I sit idly by and watch them run rampant while I merely watch the show from the mountain?"

"My master has ordered me to bring my fellow disciples here to be at the command of our Martial Uncle. We will make those arrogant fellows of the Clarify Sect know the power of our Interception Sect!"

Her words were firm and powerful, carrying the pride and sense of responsibility befitting a senior disciple of the Interception Sect.

"Good!"

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He looked around at the disciples of the Jie Interception Sect and felt a surge of heroic spirit soaring to the Yunxiao.

Have a look!

This is truly the style of his Interception Sect!

Jiang Ziya was increasingly satisfied. With this fresh force, he was certain that tomorrow's battle would send the Chan Sect Disciple to the top of the list!

"My fellow Martial Nephew have come from afar; you must be tired from your journey."

"Now that you have all arrived, tomorrow will be the day when our Great Shang Dynasty will display its might!"

He turned abruptly, pointing towards the Xiqi Camp, his voice filled with powerful confidence.

"Tomorrow, we will emerge from seclusion to meet them in battle, and show those disciples of the Clarify Sect what the true orthodox Mystic Gate teachings are!"

Upon hearing this, the Saint Mother Huoling and the others' eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and they responded in unison.

"I will obey my Martial Uncle's orders!"

Meanwhile, at the Xiqi Camp.

The atmosphere inside the command tent was somewhat heavy.

Ji Fa sat in the main seat, looking worriedly towards the direction of Sishui Pass outside the tent.

He looked at the Clarify Sect members below and hesitated before speaking.

"Prime Minister, esteemed immortals..."

"The Shang Army has brought reinforcements, and judging by their imposing manner, they are not here with good intentions."

"Esteemed immortals... shouldn't we also seek help from our sect and invite some fellow disciples to come and assist us?"

Ji Fa was truly terrified.

If Nezha is already so troublesome, how can we possibly win this battle when the enemy has a strong and well-equipped force?

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Jin Zha snorted coldly and stepped forward.

"Why should you, Second Young Master, boost the morale of others while diminishing your own?"

"They've just sent some heretics from the Interception Sect, nothing to worry about!"

"The Interception Sect are mostly creatures with fur and horns, born from eggs and moisture, practicing unorthodox and heretical methods. How can they be compared to us, the Orthodox Daoist Sect?"

Mu Zha echoed this sentiment.

"Senior brother is absolutely right!"

"No matter how many come, we'll kill them all! We'll send them all to the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods, saving us trouble later!"

The other Chan Sect Disciple were also filled with righteous indignation, and they did not take the newly arrived reinforcements seriously at all.

In their view, the disciples of the Interception Sect were nothing but heretics, not worthy of respect.

Ji Fa looked at their confident demeanor, but his worries did not lessen in the slightest.

"But, what about Nezha..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Shudan stepped forward and bowed to Ji Fa.

"Second brother, please rest assured."

"Then I'll leave Nezha to you."

"Although Nezha is strong, we have already figured out his strength from the last battle."

"Next time we fight, I'll have a way to keep him in check."

His face radiated immense confidence.

"Before Master left, he bestowed upon me a precious treasure, which I did not use yesterday."

"We'll fight again tomorrow, and I'm sure I can use this treasure to keep him pinned down!"

"As for those newly arrived Interception Sect from the Jie Sect, my fellow disciples will handle them; they'll never leave alive!"

Shen Gongbao stood aside, listening to Ji Shudan's words with his usual smile on his face, but his heart was ice-cold.

Magic Treasure, yet another Magic Treasure!

The Yuanshi Tianzun was truly biased to the extreme!

Shen Gongbao, who was in charge of the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods and was the nominal host of this Tribulation, didn't even have a decent protective treasure.

These Third-generation disciples, however, each possessed invaluable treasures, with more Magic Treasure bestowed upon them by their sect than they could ever use.

This is unfair! It's so unfair!

That's fine too.

Under the Tribulation, entangled in Karma, no matter how many Magic Treasure one possesses, they are ultimately just external objects.

These arrogant brats, the more conceited they are, the faster they'll die.

Now that you're on the Investiture of the Gods, let's see how arrogant you still are!

His mind raced, but his expression remained impassive. Instead, he stroked his beard and smiled before speaking to Ji Fa.

"Second Young Master, you can rest assured."

"These Martial Nephew of mine are all from the Orthodox Daoist Sect Xuanmen sect, the most outstanding Clarify Sect, with profound roots and cultivation, protected by their sect's precious treasures, and possessing great Supernatural Power."

"These few Interception Sect from the Jie Sect are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs, utterly vulnerable."

"Tomorrow's battle will surely inflict a crushing defeat on the Shang Army!"

Ji Fa that his fourth brother and the Prime Minister had given such assurances, Ji Fa's worries were somewhat relieved.

Seeing everyone's confident demeanor, he was also infected by their heroic spirit.

He suddenly stood up and drew his sword from his waist.

"Good!"

"Since all of you immortals have such confidence, what do I have to fear!"

"Pass on my orders!"

"All troops prepare for battle. Tomorrow morning, follow me to attack Sishui Pass again!"

Inside the command tent, the Chan Sect Disciple responded with a roar, each one eager to avenge their previous humiliation the next day.

Only Shen Gongbao kept his head down, a cold smile playing on his lips.

A bunch of ignorant fools.

Do you really think the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation is some kind of child's play?

Go ahead and fight, the harder the better!

It would be best if they all died on the battlefield, hand in hand holding the Investiture of the Gods!