Ye Hei's Prophecy Comes True

On Fire Dragon Island, Zhao Gongming felt a surge of satisfaction after killing Chijingzi.

He put away the twenty-four Sea Calming Divine Beads and was about to collect the Yin Yang Mirror and other magic treasures left behind by Chijingzi, while also continuing to refine the Sky-Turning Seal.

Just then, his heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly looked up at the sky.

He saw an auspicious cloud rapidly approaching from afar.

A person stood on the cloud, with an immortal bearing, holding an ancient bronze lamp, and enveloped in a cloud of auspiciousness that rendered all magic ineffective.

It was none other than the Deputy Sect Leader of the Sect of Explanation, Daoist Randeng.

"Randeng?"

Zhao Gongming frowned, muttering "Trouble" to himself.

He was somewhat wary of this Deputy Sect Leader of the Sect of Explanation. After all, he was an old Quasi-Saint mighty figure, a guest of Purple Heaven Palace, with unfathomable cultivation.

Although he had the Sea Calming Divine Beads in hand, it was uncertain who would win if they truly fought.

"Zhao Gongming!"

Randeng's voice arrived before he did. His voice was filled with suppressed anger and grief.

"You have killed two Golden Immortals of my Sect of Explanation with such vicious means! Today, even if it costs me ten thousand years of cultivation, I will seek justice for my two grand-nephews!"

He landed on the island, striking a pose as if he were about to fight Zhao Gongming to the death.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming sneered, "Randeng, stop being hypocritical. Under the Calamity, everyone relies on their own means. Your two grand-nephews were not skilled enough and died under my Sea Calming Divine Beads; they can only blame their own bad luck. If you want revenge, bring it on. I, Zhao Gongming, will accept it all!"

He was also full of heroic spirit and showed no fear.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Randeng said "good" three times in a row, his eyes revealing a clear killing intent.

"Then let me show you the power of my Lingjiu Lamp!"

He threw the Lingjiu Lamp in his hand. The lamp flame surged, transforming into a fire dragon that lunged at Zhao Gongming with bared fangs and claws.

This Lingjiu Lamp was made from the wick of the first coffin in existence, an ultimate Innate Spiritual Treasure. Its flames were extraordinary and could burn a person's Nascent Soul.

Zhao Gongming dared not be careless and immediately unleashed the twenty-four Sea Calming Divine Beads, forming a screen of light to block in front of him.

The fire dragon hit the light screen with a sizzling sound but could not advance.

"As expected, you have some tricks!"

Randeng "praised" him, but his hands did not stop.

He unleashed another magic treasure.

It was a jade ruler, crystal clear all over, inscribed with Daoist patterns. It was his companion spiritual treasure, also an ultimate Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Qiankun Ruler.

This ruler could attack and measure the heavens and earth, with infinite wondrous uses.

Holding the Qiankun Ruler, Randeng flickered and attacked Zhao Gongming.

For a time, divine light shot out from Fire Dragon Island, and treasure energy soared into the sky.

The two fought back and forth, turning the heavens and earth upside down, eclipsing the sun and moon.

Zhao Gongming became increasingly alarmed as they fought.

He realized that Daoist Randeng truly lived up to his reputation. Relying on the might of the Sea Calming Divine Beads, he could only fight him to a draw, and was even slightly at a disadvantage.

Especially the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud above Randeng's head, its defense was simply monstrous. His Sea Calming Divine Beads felt like tickling when they hit it, having no effect at all.

Meanwhile, Randeng was calculating in his mind.

"The act is almost over."

"This Zhao Gongming is indeed powerful. If not for my Master's Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud protecting me, I might not have been his match."

"It's time to deliver the 'big gift'."

With that thought, Randeng deliberately exposed a weakness.

As he swung the Qiankun Ruler, his movement was a fraction of a second slower.

Zhao Gongming, being the astute person he was, immediately seized this opportunity!

"Now!"

He pushed the power of the twenty-four Sea Calming Divine Beads to the extreme, turning them into a torrent that bypassed the Lingjiu Lamp's fire dragon and smashed fiercely towards Randeng's chest.

Seeing this, Randeng's face showed a look of "shock."

He seemed to try to block with the Qiankun Ruler, but was "a step too late."

"Boom!"

The torrent of Sea Calming Divine Beads struck Randeng squarely.

Of course, most of its power was blocked by the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud.

But Randeng still used this impact force, let out a scream, and flew backward.

And in the process of flying backward, the Qiankun Ruler in his hand "accidentally" slipped and flew out, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, and fell right at Zhao Gongming's feet.

"Pfft!"

Randeng stabilized himself a hundred zhang away, spat out a mouthful of "fresh blood" (which was actually fruit juice he had been holding in his mouth).

He pointed at Zhao Gongming, his face filled with "outrage" and "unwillingness."

"Zhao Gongming! What ruthless methods! My... my Qiankun Ruler!"

"I will remember this humiliation today! You wait, my Master will never let you go!"

After speaking, as if he had suffered a severe internal injury, he dared not fight further. He turned into a stream of light and fled in embarrassment towards Kunlun Mountain without looking back.

Zhao Gongming stood in place, watching Randeng's receding back, and for a moment, he was a bit stunned.

He... won just like that?

He looked down at the Qiankun Ruler at his feet, then looked up at the direction Randeng disappeared, and felt something was wrong.

This Randeng, who was a Quasi-Saint mighty figure, how could he feel so weak?

Just like that, he lost his companion spiritual treasure?

However, he quickly cast this doubt aside.

Who cares!

Winning is winning!

He bent down and picked up the Qiankun Ruler from the ground.

It felt warm and its spiritual energy was palpable.

"What a treasure!"

Zhao Gongming felt the powerful energy emanating from the Qiankun Ruler, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Another top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!

He's made it! He's really struck it rich this time!

First the Sky-Turning Seal, then the Yin Yang Mirror, and now another Qiankun Ruler!

Coupled with his own twenty-four Sea Calming Divine Beads and the Dragon Binding Rope, the splendor of the magical treasures he now possessed could rival some Saint disciples!

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but laugh heartily, his laughter filled with pride.

He felt like he was the most dazzling figure in the entire Primordial Era!

He put away the Sky-Turning Seal and other spoils of war, mounted the Black Tiger, and with a proud spirit, prepared to return to Golden Ao Island to show off his achievements to his Master and fellow disciples.

He didn't notice that the moment he picked up the Qiankun Ruler.

In the far West, on Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin and Zhunti, two Saints who were preaching under the Bodhi Tree, suddenly felt a stirring in their hearts and stopped.

They looked at each other, and saw a hint of surprise and excitement in each other's eyes.

Zhunti calculated with his fingers, and his smile widened.

"Senior Brother, great news!"

"The time for the great prosperity of our Western Teachings has arrived!"

Jieyin's usual bitter face also showed a rare smile: "Good. The twenty-four heavens have finally appeared."

"It's just that the treasure has now fallen into the hands of Zhao Gongming of Jiejiao. This person is decisive and ruthless, and his fortune is at its peak. He is not easy to deal with."

Zhunti chuckled: "Don't worry, Senior Brother. This person has committed too much slaughter and is already deeply mired in the Calamity, with little time left. He is merely the temporary keeper of the treasure. We just need to wait for the right time to 'guide' him and the treasure to the West, and make him a protector God for our teachings!"

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

The two Saints smiled at each other, everything unspoken.

A grand conspiracy against Zhao Gongming was quietly brewing.

Meanwhile, our classmate Zhao Gongming, completely unaware of this, was still immersed in the joy of acquiring treasures.