If it had been another cultivator, they might have lasted a long time.
But Minghe was different.
He was an innate deity born within the Boundless Sea of Blood, embodying its traits—supremely yin, supremely soft, supremely filthy, and supremely foul.
The Hunyuan Golden Dou countered him completely!
In another spacetime, after Yunxiao entered the Investiture of the Gods, she was bestowed the title Fairy Gandeng. Her Hunyuan Golden Dou also manifested in the mortal world.
It became the cleansing basin used to wash the filth from newborns—not a toilet!
It was best at dealing with such unclean things.
And Minghe happened to possess every single one of those attributes.
He had run straight into his natural nemesis and suffered purification.
Yunxiao held the Hunyuan Golden Dou.
She looked delicate and frail, as though a gust of wind could blow her away.
Yet not one of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings dared underestimate her.
These disciples had all once been immortals of the Interception Sect.
They had long known Yunxiao's great reputation.
One of the Four Great Disciples of the Outer Sect, the renowned Dao-Seeking Fairy, she rarely involved herself in the Interception Sect's mundane affairs.
Originally, they had not understood why Yunxiao ranked so highly within the Interception Sect.
But after seeing her effortlessly refine Minghe, one of the most formidable Quasi-Saints...
What more was there to say?!
The great powers of the Western Teachings were silent as cicadas—even Lu Ya was no exception.
The Hunyuan Golden Dou's rotation suddenly slowed.
This meant the refinement was nearing its end.
The disciples of the Western Teachings looked ashen.
Even the ferocious Teacher Minghe had not been a match for Yunxiao and Duobao.
Could they manage it?
At last, the Hunyuan Golden Dou came to a complete stop.
Yunxiao casually put away the Hunyuan Golden Dou and reported to Duobao, "Senior Brother, I have not failed my mission!"
Duobao smiled and nodded slightly.
In his eyes, Minghe was the only person in the Western Teachings worth taking seriously.
With Minghe fallen, the other disciples were beneath notice.
Still, they had to find a way to crush their spirit.
Duobao understood this well.
The struggle between lineages was a fight to the death, with no room for personal sentiment.
If the Mystic Gate wished to maintain its current glory, it absolutely could not show the slightest softness.
As Biyou Palace's eldest senior brother, Duobao had to take responsibility for all his junior brothers and sisters.
What cultivators fought over were Heavenly Secret, Luck, and merit.
For their sake, their master had been willing to relinquish his Saint position and disband the great sect.
Duobao would never allow his master's lineage to be disgraced.
Yunxiao hesitated slightly before saying, "Senior Brother, Fellow Daoist Minghe does not seem to have fallen. This junior sister merely refined his avatar within the great array."
"But beyond the array, there is nothing I can do."
Duobao nodded slightly.
Minghe had the Blood God Son Great Method to protect him. It was said that he had cultivated four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons.
When necessary, each Blood God Son could become his true body.
During the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, even the most formidable Quasi-Saints had to make thorough preparations.
It was perfectly normal not to keep all Blood God Son avatars in one place.
Duobao consoled her:
"That was foreseeable."
"Our current results are already quite good."
"It is only that, once Minghe recovers in the future, he will certainly seek an opportunity to settle the Karma between us."
"Junior Sister, you must work hard at your cultivation!"
Yunxiao gave a cool smile and bowed. "I accept your instruction!"
The senior brother and junior sister made no effort to avoid others in their conversation.
The gathered great powers heard every word clearly!
The immortals of Chan Jiao were astonished by Duobao's cultivation and Supernatural Powers, but they were even more shocked by Yunxiao's heaven-shaking methods.
Even though Minghe had fallen, the immortals of Chan Jiao still admired him immensely!
Yet without warning, they had heard such terrifying news.
Minghe was actually still alive?!
As expected of one of the most formidable great powers of the Primordial Era.
He truly had countless backup plans!
The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Jiao could not help but have the same thought: "If we encounter Minghe in the future, we must take a detour."
The immortals of Biyou Palace did not fear Minghe.
But that did not mean the immortals of Chan Jiao were unafraid!
Minghe was simply too terrifying!
The Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings had initially been deeply despondent. Even Teacher Minghe had fallen—could they still hope to survive?
But after hearing Duobao and Yunxiao's conversation,
They immediately burst into cheers!
Teacher Minghe had not fallen!
They still had hope!
At this moment, they were filled with confidence that they could survive.
Only Lu Ya vaguely sensed something ominous.
But he had no idea where that feeling came from.
Duobao faced the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings and said gently, "Our wager was that I would set up the array, and your side would break it."
"Now that Fellow Daoist Minghe has failed, the wager remains in effect."
"Who from the Western Teachings would care to offer guidance?!"
The Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings instantly fell silent!
Break the array?!
Who could possibly break this array?!
Even Teacher Minghe, with such formidable Supernatural Powers, could not break it.
Could disciples whose cultivation and Supernatural Powers were hundreds or thousands of times inferior to Minghe possibly break it?
What a joke?!
But if they did not break the Immortal Slaying Sword Array... then death still awaited them!
The hope that had just risen in the hearts of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings was instantly shattered!
Boundless despair enveloped them!
Lu Ya felt ice spread through his entire body!
He stared at Duobao in terror.
In his eyes, Duobao's honest, steady, and gentle appearance was all a disguise.
In truth, what he faced was a Chaos Demon God that toyed with people's hearts!
Teacher Minghe had been right!
From the very beginning, Duobao had intended to shatter the Dao Hearts of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings!
To utterly destroy an entire generation of Western Teachings disciples.
To delay the time when the Western Teachings would flourish.
This was not upholding the Gentleman's Agreement at all. This was killing the heart before killing the man!
Lu Ya now understood even more clearly why Duobao had not activated the Immortal Slaying Sword Array.
Once the Immortal Slaying Sword Array was activated, most Western Teachings disciples would absolutely be unable to withstand it.
They would fall quickly.
But the vacancies on the Investiture of the Gods List would certainly be filled.
Then the Saints would have a chance to intervene, and the calamity would end.
But Duobao would not do that!
He did not seek to send Western Teachings disciples onto the list.
His ambition was greater.
He wanted to completely crush the Dao Hearts of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Western Teachings.
To ensure they could not advance even half a step upon the path of seeking the Dao.
In that case, what did it matter if the Western Teachings had more disciples?
They would forever remain beneath the Mystic Gate's disciples!
Killing without shedding blood!
Lu Ya's entire body turned cold. He wanted to expose Duobao's ambitions, but how could he possibly accomplish that?
He felt despair!
Even greater despair than when the Demon Court had been destroyed!
Outside the great array, the Four Saints of the Mystic Gate nodded in satisfaction. Duobao had passed the test. From now on, he would be the Mystic Gate's foremost disciple.
He would become the unquestionable leader of the Mystic Gate's next generation!
The Two Sages of the West looked livid.
The two Saints truly wanted to act.
With Duobao repeatedly tormenting their disciples like this, no matter how numerous they were, their achievements would end here.
How favored was the West by the Heavenly Dao?
If only Duobao had been their disciple!
The Two Sages of the West gritted their teeth and prepared to gamble everything.
Even if they had to endure the Heavenly Dao's punishment, they would save their disciples!
Otherwise, the West could forget about flourishing!
Just as the Two Sages of the West were about to make their move.
An incomparably supreme pressure suddenly descended.
Taishang, Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Nuwa, the Four Saints of the Mystic Gate, immediately changed expression.
Jieyin and Zhunti, the Two Sages of the West, also looked at each other in horror!
This pressure was actually far greater than the pressure Dao Ancestor Hongjun had exerted within Zixiao Palace!
It was simply terrifying!
A desolate voice rang throughout the Investiture of the Gods Battlefield. "Fellow Daoists, you are fated to meet me!"
Hm? What the hell!
Within Zixiao Palace beyond the thirty-third heaven, Hongjun let out a long sigh of relief. "Fellow Daoist, you finally made it!"
If he had arrived any later, the Western Teachings would have completely lost their chance to flourish!
What a blessing!
On Penglai Immortal Island, Lin Dong lightly tapped his fingers against the table.
"Interesting. He really stepped in personally. Things are about to get fun!"
Lin Dong wore an amused expression, a strange look appearing on his face.
"The big shots of the Primordial Era really know how to play!!"
"Is this the equivalent of his own alt account?"
Although Lin Dong had previously inferred through the source of Karma that such a possibility existed...
Now that it had truly happened,
He still felt utterly bewildered!
What exactly was that supreme being thinking?
He had actually gone so far as to create an alt account for himself?
Even if he wanted to repay the Karma of the Primordial Era, there was no need to do it this way, right?
Lin Dong lightly tapped the table before him—something he most enjoyed doing whenever he thought.
"No!"
"The supreme being of the Primordial Era could not possibly have such poor taste!"
"If he wanted to end the calamity, or do the opposite, all he needed was to reveal his holiness before others once!"
"Just as he had done in the past!"
The Witch-Demon Calamity should never have turned out that way!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had set up the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Great Array, capable of summoning Pangu True Body!
Led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Witch Clan had directly attacked the Demon Clan's Demon Court.
From Di Jun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng on down, none of the Demon Clan's Great Sages or demon gods could withstand them.
Just as the Ancestral Witches were about to destroy the Demon Court and wipe the Demon Clan from the Primordial Era.
Hongjun appeared!
With a single finger strike, the Pangu True Body was destroyed.
He forcibly established the rule that the Demon Clan governed the heavens, the Witch Clan governed the earth, and the witches and demons ruled separately.
He had forcefully changed the course of the Witch-Demon Calamity.
A million years later, the witches and demons fought their second war, and both clans perished together!
This was Hongjun's handiwork.
Since he could do it once, he could naturally do it a second time.
Why go through the trouble of doing such a thing repeatedly?
Lin Dong silently deduced the intentions of this supreme figure of the Primordial Era.
He found it immensely interesting.
It was as though he were facing an ultimate riddle, unraveling it bit by bit. The moment he obtained the truth, he would be filled with a sense of accomplishment!
"Since this wasn't Hongjun's original intention... then what exactly did this great power come out to do?"
Lin Dong rhythmically tapped the table again and again.
A storm of wisdom arose within his Primordial Spirit Sea of Consciousness.
Then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yin rises and Yang falls; the Great Dao remains balanced!"
"So that's how it is..."
Lin Dong truly admired the methods of the Primordial Era's top great figures.
"Even if it's an act, isn't this maneuver far too marvelous?"
"With this kind of maneuver... that supreme being has enormous ambitions!"
"Perhaps only after the Journey to the West Calamity will the stage for his final plan truly begin,"
"If Hongjun's plan succeeds, the Primordial Era will truly be turned upside down!"
Lin Dong considered it, then suddenly smiled.
"Whatever. With the Immeasurable Great Array protecting me, unless Hongjun breaks through the Hunyuan Heavenly Zenith Grand Unity Golden Immortal and reaches the level of a Hunyuan Infinite Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal..."
"Otherwise, I'm still relatively safe."
"Then I'll cause him a little trouble!"
Lin Dong smiled faintly and casually sent out a ray of light to catch up with the previous one.
Although he had sent that light out long ago,
as long as that puppet had not descended, the light would not reach Little Friend Lingbao.
Now that the puppet had appeared, Lin Dong could naturally make the light appear before Little Friend Lingbao!
He raised the Enlightenment Tea with a smile and slowly took a sip.
As he looked at the distribution of the light spheres representing the major forces within the Primordial Era before him, his mood improved even further.
The Investiture of the Gods Calamity was like a brilliant and exquisite game of chess.
The great figures all placed their pieces, each steering the situation toward the outcome most beneficial to themselves.
But what would the result be?
Before the final moment, who could know?
Lin Dong was greatly looking forward to it!
On the Investiture of the Gods Battlefield,
the four saints of the Mystic Gate—Taishang, Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Nuwa—each revealed their Dao-Protecting Divine Weapons.
Above Taishang's head floated the Heaven and Earth Mystic Yellow Pagoda. He stood atop a golden bridge formed from the Taiji Diagram and held the Pangu Banner in his hand.
Above Yuanshi's head floated the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud, while he held Pangu Banner, one of the Three Heaven-Opening Artifacts.
Tongtian's azure Daoist robe fluttered as he steadily gripped Qingping Sword, the ceremonial weapon of Biyou Palace.
Nuwa was no longer composed either. She tightly clutched Wa Imperial Palace's Supreme Merit Treasure, Red Embroidered Ball, in her hand.
The four saints faced a formidable enemy, their eyes fixed upon the great power before them.
It was not only the four saints of the Mystic Gate; the two Western saints were the same.
Jieyin stood atop the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit, which protected his body.
He held Precious Banner in his left hand and Prayer Beads in his right.
Zhunti had even revealed his eighteen-armed, twenty-four-headed Dharma golden body.
All eighteen hands held Dharma treasures: Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, Six Roots Pure Bamboo, Vajra Pestle, Fish Basket, Flower String, and more.
The saints stood ready in battle, as though facing a formidable enemy!
Opposite them stood an elderly cultivator dressed in green.
His appearance was especially strange. His long longevity brows curved downward, reaching all the way to the ground.
This cultivator made no special movements.
Yet merely a trace of the terrifying aura of a Dao Integration Realm great power leaking from his body
forced the saints to stand ready in battle.
The saints revealed their Dao-Protecting Divine Weapons.
They were not merely guarding against this supreme great power. More than that, they wanted to use their own treasures to break through the blockade of his aura!
The gap in cultivation had reached such a degree!
The saints watched him cautiously.
Though he clearly stood before them, it seemed as if he were not there at all, as though countless spans of time and space separated them—both unimaginably distant and incomparably close.
This utterly contradictory sensation made the saints feel as if they were about to cough up blood!
The old Daoist swept his gaze over the saints and chuckled. "I am Yang Mei. Greetings, little friends!"
The saints' expressions changed drastically!
Yang Mei?!
He was actually Great Immortal Yang Mei, the legendary figure who had joined Dao Ancestor Hongjun in killing Luohu and quelling the Dao-Demon conflict!
He was also the wielder of Space Law, one of the Five Supreme Laws.
Legend had it that even among the Chaos Demon Gods, he could rank among the top five!
The Five Supreme Laws were the title the Chaos Demon Gods gave to the five strongest great demon gods, based on their respective combat strength.
They had never expected that he had not fallen yet!!
The Eastern and Western saints exchanged glances, then shouted in unison.
The saints attacked simultaneously!
Legend had it that Great Immortal Yang Mei and Dao Ancestor Hongjun were not on the same path.
No!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun had not been on the same path as the other three immortals either.
The two ancestors, Yin-Yang and Qian-Kun, had self-destructed and perished.
Great Immortal Yang Mei had been heavily wounded and fled into the void.
Just a moment ago, they had been close comrades fighting side by side against Luohu.
Now that Luohu had been slain,
they should have been able to enjoy the fruits of victory with ease.
Yet Great Immortal Yang Mei had instead fled into the Chaos Void!
No matter how one thought about it, it was abnormal!
Why had he not remained behind?
The saints naturally reached a conclusion: remaining behind meant certain death!
Who could kill Great Immortal Yang Mei?
Who else could it be besides Hongjun?!
Now that Great Immortal Yang Mei had returned,
could they, Hongjun's disciples, possibly have a good end?
Thus, without another thought, the saints launched a fierce attack on Yang Mei!
Taishang swung the Pangu Banner.
Yuanshi unleashed Pangu Banner.
Tongtian activated Qingping Sword.
Nuwa raised Red Embroidered Ball.
Jieyin brought forth Precious Banner.
Zhunti even brandished eighteen kinds of weapons.
At this moment, the saints no longer cared about the previous Investiture of the Gods Calamity.
They cast aside their former grudges and attacked Great Immortal Yang Mei together!
Great Immortal Yang Mei sighed softly.
"Another Immeasurable Calamity... what a familiar scene."
When he had first arrived in the Primordial Era, he had encountered an Immeasurable Calamity!
But that calamity had been called the Dao-Demon conflict!
Yang Mei seemed utterly unconcerned by the various saintly divine weapons about to strike him.
His divine sense swept out, and in an instant, the Three Realms and Six Paths, Nine Underworlds, Ten Lands, and All Heavens and Myriad Worlds were all enveloped by it.
"Immortals and mortals have been separated, and the Three Realms have been set upon their course. It is completely different from before!"
"Alas."
Great Immortal Yang Mei sighed.
That sigh nearly made the saints drop their saintly divine weapons!
Fear filled the saints' hearts, and they poured thirty percent more power into their Dharma treasures.
In an instant, the saints' various treasures had already reached Yang Mei!
Great Immortal Yang Mei reached out and grabbed.
No matter whether it was an Innate Supreme Treasure, an Innate Spiritual Treasure, or a Merit Sacred Artifact,
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