The Grand Plan to Preach the Dao

Fang Yang, leading fourteen Grand Unity Golden Immortal experts from the Sect of Interception, transformed into streaks of green light, traversing the border between the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains and the Central World.

In this desolate and harsh land, miasma permeated, and plagues ran rampant. Various races struggled for survival. This place was precisely where the Method of Seeding Epidemics could truly shine.

Rumble!

Fang Yang and the Nine Luminaries True Lords, among others, stood in their respective positions, their magical powers interlinking to weave a colossal magical net above the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

As the magical net appeared, heaven and earth transformed. Looking up from the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, the sun, moon, and stars all turned green.

This green was not the green of poisonous miasma, but the Innate Dao Charm condensed by the Method of Seeding Epidemics, vast and mighty, descending from the nine heavens.

"Lingbao Borrowing Method,"

Fang Yang let out a low cry, and the green light in his palm surged, completely merging with the magical powers of the fourteen Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

The magical net slowly pressed down. Wherever it passed, the miasma was refined, transforming into the purest Vital Energy of life.

The miasma that had shrouded the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains for countless years finally encountered its natural enemy.

In the void, the Method of Seeding Epidemics spawned countless Spirits of Divine Abilities. As soon as these Spirits of Divine Abilities were born, they greedily absorbed the poisonous miasma.

Then, the Spirits of Divine Abilities waved their small hands, scattering countless points of light onto the land.

Tribes, spirits, and barbarians, who had been tormented to the brink of death by plagues, felt a warm current flow through their bodies. Their festering wounds healed, their exhaustion dissipated, and even those on the verge of death opened their eyes, startled from their deathbeds.

"Alive... alive!"

"The miasma is gone! The sickness is gone!"

"It's the Immortal Master in the sky! The Immortal Master is saving us!"

Countless beings prostrated themselves on the ground, worshipping the green magical net that covered the heavens and earth.

The green magical net was worshipped.

True Lord Qian Yao looked down at the beings below, his heart filled with emotion:

"In the past, we only knew how to cultivate and fight. Today, I realize that intercepting a glimmer of life for all beings requires action."

True Lord Li Yao sighed softly:

"If the Three Sects could all practice their respective doctrines, where would the rift between the Sect of Enlightenment and the Sect of Interception come from?"

"This Daoist is a disciple of the Sect of Interception, acting under the Edict of the Saint of the Three Pure Ones, joining forces with the Sect of Enlightenment and the Human Sect to spread the Dao across the world and intercept a glimmer of life for all beings."

"I have resolved the miasma and plagues here for you. From now on, you can live and work in peace and contentment, and develop with peace of mind."

Fang Yang's voice echoed through the mountains, reaching the ears of the beings within.

With the words falling, Fang Yang flicked his finger.

The net of law scattered with a roar, turning into billions of points of green light, falling into every inch of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

Withered wood met spring, and rocks sprouted. The miasma and poisonous gas of the earth completely vanished.

"Let's go."

"The preaching of the Three Teachings has only just begun."

Fang Yang first transformed into a stream of light, followed closely by fourteen Grand Unity Golden Immortals. Streams of green light tore through the sky, speeding towards the Central World and the human territory.

Within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, countless living beings still prostrated on the ground, gazing in the direction Fang Yang had left for a long time.

Among them were monkey demons with furry faces and thunderous mouths, mountain spirits born from stubborn rocks, barbarians with rough features, and mortals struggling to survive.

But in the eyes of the Jie Teachings, all beings were just different in appearance; all beings were beings.

"In the future, descendants, generation after generation, must never forget the life-saving grace of the Xuanmen, nor disobey the teachings of the Three Pure Ones!"

As the words fell, the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains echoed with bursts of sound. The vast Power of Faith, like wisps of green smoke, shot straight into the sky, quietly merging into the river of Xuanmen Merit and Fortune.

"Senior Brother, the faith of all races has taken shape."

True Lord Qian Yao's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his tone could not hide his excitement. "With this Merit and Fortune, our cultivation must be able to advance further!"

Fang Yang nodded slightly, his gaze deep:

"Of course, this is not our merit. It is our Master's Compassion, and the selfless nature of the Three Pure Ones. We are merely acting on orders, intercepting a glimmer of life for all beings."

True Lord Li Yao sighed softly, looking at Fang Yang with eyes full of respect:

"Senior Brother speaks wisely."

In the Eight Sceneries Palace on Shouyang Mountain, the Three Pure Ones sat on cloud beds, gazing at the scene just now through the Mystic Light Treasure Mirror.

Taiqing Saint stroked his beard, his voice peaceful and distant:

"To transform plague into life, to carry the Dao with life, and to return to truth with the Dao, this is to intercept a glimmer of life."

"The so-called furred and horned are merely demons in their hearts. Now that their hearts turn to the righteous path and harbor good thoughts, they are true True Immortals of Fortune and Virtue. The Chan and Jie Teachings should never have had such a distinction."

Primordial Heavenly Venerate pondered silently, but did not voice his thoughts.

Fang Yang and his group had already arrived at the edge of the Central World.

Looking from afar, Grand Master Xuandu, Daoist Cihang, Venerable Manjushri, and True Man Samantabhadra had already brought their people to wait. Seeing Fang Yang arrive, everyone cupped their hands in greeting, with no trace of past estrangement between them.

In fact, the Three Teachings were originally one family. As long as the Three Teachings could advance hand in hand, they would not fight to the death.

They were all disciples of a Saint, possessing the brightest of futures. Why would they fight to the death?

After the various parties joined forces, they concentrated their efforts on preaching the Dao within the Human Race.

The Human Race's influence was immense, with tribe members spread throughout the Great Wilderness. Fortunately, the "plague" technique they planted was of a different kind of "plague"; otherwise, this preaching mission would have been truly difficult to complete.

While Fang Yang and the others were energetically preaching the Dao, Daoist Duobao and Guangchengzi made their move.

They never expected that their Master would abandon them and entrust such an important matter to others.

Daoist Duobao could not accept it, and Guangchengzi felt the same.

The two of them came to Shouyang Mountain precisely to volunteer and join this preaching mission.

Each had their own calculations. Daoist Duobao wanted to regain control of the Sect of Interception and win back the favor of Sect Master Tongtian. Guangchengzi, on the other hand, wanted to preserve the orthodox status of the Sect of Enlightenment and absolutely could not let the Sect of Interception steal the spotlight.

However, as soon as they reached the outside of the Eight Sceneries Palace, they were blocked by two invisible barriers.

Daoist Duobao's expression changed, and he quickly bowed:

"Disciple Duobao seeks an audience with Master! I beg Master to permit me to join the preaching mission of the Three Religions. This disciple is willing to dedicate himself to the Sect of Interception and the Mystic Gate!"

Guangchengzi followed closely, cupping his hands and saying solemnly:

"Disciple Guangchengzi humbly requests Grand Uncle-Master, Master, and Third Uncle-Master's approval. As the chief disciple of the Sect of Enlightenment, I should bear the heavy responsibility of preaching the Dao."

Their voices were earnest, and their postures were extremely humble. Yet, inside the Eight Sceneries Palace, there was silence, with no response whatsoever.

The Three Pure Ones sat on their cloud beds, their gazes fixed on the two figures outside the palace.

"These two are too deeply attached to their obsessions. If we let them join, the great situation we have now will be lost."

"Since that is the case, let us assign other preaching tasks to them. We hope they can gain some enlightenment through their preaching."

After a moment of silence, Sect Master Tongtian spoke first. The Dao Sound pierced through the gates of the Eight Sceneries Palace and entered the ears of the two disciples:

"Since your hearts yearn for preaching the Dao, This Seat shall grant you a mission."

Daoist Duobao suddenly looked up, his eyes bursting with ecstatic joy. He kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Master! This disciple will surely not fail the mission!"

Guangchengzi also felt a surge of energy, bowing and awaiting the Saint's command. He felt that his chance to turn things around had finally arrived.