An End to All Within the Tribulation

"Uh..."

Looking at Guang Chengzi, who had half his long hair pulled out, True Person Huang Long hesitated.

Ye Changqing looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong, Junior Brother Huang Long?"

But the cold smirk on his lips made True Person Huang Long feel terrified, and he didn't dare to plead for Guang Chengzi.

"Ah..."

"Huang Long, you traitor!"

Guang Chengzi, standing nearby, wailed while cursing True Person Huang Long.

"Is this any place for you to butt in?"

Ye Changqing said unhappily, and the Jie Cult disciples became even more brutal.

Before long, all of Guang Chengzi's hair was pulled out.

His bald head and tattered clothes made him look like a disciple of the Western Sect.

Although he was bald, he didn't seem to have gotten any stronger.

Ye Changqing looked at the equally bare Kunlun Mountain, then got up and brushed the dust off himself.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Huang Long, for letting us visit your mountain!"

True Person Huang Long: ???

Only after the Myriad Immortals of the Jie Cult had disappeared did he snap out of it and realize something was wrong.

As expected, Guang Chengzi's gaze towards him was not right.

True Person Huang Long's eyes glinted with murderous intent as he considered whether to kill Guang Chengzi and frame Ye Changqing.

He had suffered enough from Guang Chengzi's oppression and had a belly full of anger.

He thought that even if Venerable Primordial found out, he could still seek refuge with Ye Changqing due to their friendship.

With the identity of a Jie Cult disciple, he figured Sect Master Tongtian would protect him.

The moment he hesitated, several streaks of light flew across the sky, transforming into other furious Chan Sect disciples.

Daoist Randeng snorted and asked, "Where are Ye Changqing and the others?"

"We absolutely cannot let these scoundrels go!"

True Lord of Morality echoed, "This Daoist swears eternal enmity with them!"

Seeing them all holding their magical treasures, ready to fight to the death, Guang Chengzi was speechless.

As soon as Ye Changqing left, they all gathered at Kunlun Mountain. Their acting skills were truly something else.

"Guang Chengzi, are you alright?"

Daoist Randeng "finally" noticed the disheveled Guang Chengzi and clasped his hands tightly in comfort.

He slapped his forehead and blamed himself, "It's all my fault. I had an epiphany a few days ago and was in seclusion, so I received the news a bit late."

"You've suffered!"

Guang Chengzi didn't even feel like groaning.

Immortal Weng of the South Pole, due to the long distance and having to dodge Ye Changqing's group halfway, arrived late.

He rode a Plum Blossom Deer, with White Crane Boy following behind, riding the clouds.

White Crane Boy was stunned when he saw Guang Chengzi, almost not recognizing him.

All his feathers had been plucked out, and after transforming, he also had a bald head, just like Guang Chengzi.

The two, sharing a similar fate, felt an involuntary kinship.

Then, their fierce gazes fell upon True Person Huang Long.

True Person Huang Long: ???

What the hell!

It wasn't me who did this to you, so why are you looking at me?

After leaving Kunlun Mountain, Ye Changqing didn't head to his next destination but instead came to Shouyang Mountain.

Ling Ya Xian was already waiting there, holding Qilin Cliff.

He had said that Kunlun Mountain was the common property of the Three Pure Ones, so both the Jie Cult and the Human Sect had a share.

Although they hadn't taken it with them when the Three Pure Ones divided their assets, it was reasonable to reclaim it now.

Ye Changqing also brought over the Human Sect's share for his Senior Uncle Laozi.

Shouyang Mountain, Eight Sceneries Palace.

After the division of assets among the Three Pure Ones, Laozi settled here.

One day, Grand Master Xuandu was refining pills in the Eight Sceneries Palace. Just as the pills were about to be completed, he felt his eyelids twitching wildly.

He suddenly had a bad premonition!

Boom!

A world-shattering roar echoed as the Eight Sceneries Palace began to collapse.

Grand Master Xuandu was buried beneath the rubble.

It turned out Ye Changqing had directly ordered the Myriad Immortals of the Jie Cult to throw the portion belonging to the Human Sect from the sky onto Shouyang Mountain.

"Ah!"

Grand Master Xuandu roared from within the ruins and shot into the sky.

Above his head, the Heaven and Earth Yellow Exquisite Pagoda hovered, its yellow and black energy cascading down to protect him.

He himself was unharmed, but the Eight Sceneries Palace, along with his batch of elixirs, was destroyed.

Those were immortal herbs he had painstakingly cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and he had been planning to refine an elixir to aid in Slaying the Corpse.

Everything was ruined!

"It's all your fault..."

"It's all your fault!"

Grand Master Xuandu screamed hysterically, like a madman.

However, the last shred of his rationality brought him back to his senses.

Before his master, Laozi, had left, he had warned him never to provoke Ye Changqing.

Moreover, despite his arrogance, he was no match for the countless forces of the Jie Cult.

Ye Changqing pointed to the shattered Qilin Cliff and said to him, "This is the portion belonging to your Human Sect on Kunlun Mountain."

"You don't need to thank me!"

Seeing that Grand Master Xuandu had no intention of attacking, the disciples of the Jie Cult felt a bit bored.

What a wasted opportunity!

"Duobao, take them back first!"

"Once you get back, tell them not to leave the island and to be sure to activate the Immortal Slaying Great Formation."

Ye Changqing called Duobao to his side and instructed him.

Venerable Primordial was the most petty of them all; after suffering such a humiliating insult, he would surely retaliate.

As long as the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was activated on Golden Ao Island, everyone would be safe.

Ye Changqing kept only San Xiao, Zhao Gongming, and the others by his side; he had other plans.

The disciples of the Chan Sect on Kunlun Mountain looked silently at the now bare Chan Sect grounds, with only the Jade Void Palace remaining.

An anomaly began to appear in the sky: auspicious clouds gathered, golden lotuses bloomed, and purple qi surged from the east for thirty thousand miles.

Everyone's hearts settled; Venerable Primordial had returned!

On the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage, Venerable Primordial was in high spirits. As long as Sect Master Tongtian signed the Investiture of the Gods, everything would be manageable.

"Hm?"

When he saw all the disciples of the Chan Sect waiting for him in mid-air, he felt a sense of foreboding.

It was only then that he noticed the changes on Kunlun Mountain, and his face turned ashen with anger.

"Who did this?"

His voice was filled with rage.

They say extreme joy can lead to sorrow, and even Saints cannot escape this law.

Daoist Randeng and the others stood obediently with their heads bowed, none wanting to court disaster at this moment.

"Please, Master, avenge your disciple!"

Guang Chengzi knelt with a thud before the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage and began to weep.

"Please, Grand Master, avenge your disciple!"

White Crane Boy was also filled with grief and indignation.

Seeing the bald heads of his two most beloved disciples and the equally barren Kunlun Mountain, Venerable Primordial felt his lungs were about to explode with anger.

"Speak!"

"Who exactly did this?"

Crack! Crack!

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and bolts of lightning struck down one after another.

The Primordial Spirit of a Saint was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, and also entrusted to the Primordial World.

When a Saint raged, the heavens and earth changed color.

White Crane Boy immediately embellished the story of how Ye Changqing and the Myriad Immortals of the Jie Cult had humiliated them.

Of course, he completely omitted his own mistakes, putting on the guise of a victim.

"Ye Changqing, why is it Ye Changqing again?"

Venerable Primordial was so angry he was hopping, but what could he do?

He let out a cold snort, actually suppressing his temper.

"Tongtian has already signed the Investiture of the Gods. All new and old grudges will be settled during this tribulation!"