The Head of the Golden Immortals, the Human Race Changes Its Leader

Manshan Clan grabbed Chijingzi's body and, keeping his pre-battle promise, tore it in two horizontally.

This violent scene was so shocking that it had a tremendous visual impact on everyone.

Terrified!

Petrification!

Stunned!

The world seemed to fall into a deathly silence, frozen in that moment, before a long while later, the earth-shattering cheers of billions of Human Race resounded.

The powerful foreign warriors who were watching this battle were also astonished, terrified by the ferocity of the Manshan Clan. Despite being severely injured, they risked their lives to finally defeat Chijingzi.

"Heh, these disciples of the Chan Sect are too inexperienced and lack experience in life-or-death battles. They have great cultivation and magical treasures, but they can't even defeat an unarmed Human Race."

"This is practically like holding a golden bowl and begging for food!"

A powerful figure sneered, commenting, "It's no exaggeration to say that if it were him, the Manshan Clan would have died hundreds of times over."

"No! Junior brother!" Guangchengzi cried out in uncontrollable rage.

All the Chan Sect Disciple were dumbfounded, shocked, and filled with fear. Randeng's face was so black it was unbearable to look at; he was practically grinding his teeth to powder. If looks could kill, the Manshan Clan would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

He never expected that Chijingzi, the second-ranked of the Twelve Golden Immortals Second Brother, would also fail and suffer the same fate as Taiyi Zhenren, being torn apart alive.

Most importantly, Chijingzi's death left him speechless. He didn't waste time or show off; he unleashed his strongest magic weapon the moment he appeared.

But they still couldn't defeat the Human Race brutes.

This left him with no excuse; he couldn't exactly say the sun was too strong, the sky too slippery, or the other party too tough, and that he'd been caught off guard.

"This beast is ferocious and bloodthirsty. Chijingzi was careless and too merciful, which gave it an opportunity."

With a face full of grief and indignation, Randeng said, heartbroken.

"Indeed! Junior brother was careless. He could have finished the battle quickly, but he hesitated and showed mercy. He hasn't changed at all over the years!" Guangchengzi chimed in, his eyes flashing with a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.

These words reached the ears of the immortals of the Interception Sect without being missed, and some of them couldn't help but burst into laughter.

They're clearly terrible at the game, yet they insist on saying they're being soft-hearted; they don't seem like that at all.

"Avenge my two senior brothers! If I don't avenge them, I'm unworthy to be a disciple of Sage!"

Shen Gongbao roared angrily, his voice loud, as if he was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched.

Upon hearing this, Yaochi stepped forward and said softly, "Everyone, how about we call it quits?"

Her tone was tentative, as if she were discussing something, but to the immortals, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and they immediately exploded.

"No! We absolutely cannot give up like this!" Randeng waved his hand, his face filled with murderous intent and determination. Even the Heavenly Laozi couldn't stop him.

"Guangchengzi, I command you to fight and slay this fiend to avenge your two junior brothers!"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Guangchengzi shouted.

Upon seeing this, a barely perceptible sneer flashed in Yaochi's eyes, and she silently retreated to the back.

Guangchengzi's response reassured the Chan Sect Disciple. His senior brother Guangchengzi was the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, possessing the most powerful cultivation and even more formidable magical treasures.

The immortals were well aware of this, and had witnessed it themselves.

With my senior brother taking charge, there shouldn't be any more surprises.

Then, Guangchengzi took a step forward, unleashing a terrifying aura, and arrived above Mount Shouyang.

"Manshan Clan, come forward and face your death!"

This loud shout, like the morning bell and evening drum, reverberated throughout the heavens and earth.

Everyone's expression changed, sensing that this powerful aura was far stronger than that of Taiyi Zhenren and Chijingzi.

Manshan Clan had barely sat down when he stood up again, holding the Yin-Yang Yin-Yang Mirror, a spoil of war he had captured.

He hadn't even had time to refine it yet.

"Perfect timing! Laozi haven't had enough fun yet!"

Manshan Clan let out a cold shout, blood spurting from his mouth. He was too badly injured, but he still managed to stand up, like an unyielding monument.

Guangchengzi sneered. The opponent was so badly injured that he could easily crush him with one hand. It was a pity that his two junior brothers had scouted the way for him.

Just as both sides were about to take action.

Cangwu, Ligan, and the others rushed up and grabbed Manshan Clan stubborn. You've already done a great job. Let us go now."

"No! I want to beat them until they submit willingly." Manshan Clan shook his head in refusal, and as he spoke, more and more blood flowed from his mouth, which was quite frightening.

"I give up, I give up," Cangwu quickly admitted defeat, then continued to coax, "They're using a war of attrition, trying to wear you down. Don't fall for their trick!"

"It's our turn now!"

Upon hearing this, Manshan Clan was stunned, then looked up at Guangchengzi in the sky, "Shameless scoundrel, trying to wear me down with a war of attrition? Laozi 'm not falling for that!"

"Cangwu, you go in my place."

He shoved the Yin- Yin-Yang Mirror into Cangwu's hand.

"Try this thing, I'm going to heal my wounds first."

Cangwu took the Yin-Yang Mirror with Cangwu smile, somewhat disdainful of it. He hadn't even refined it yet; how was he supposed to use it?

Guangchengzi's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth in anger. Just when it was time to reap the rewards, the prey escaped!

Are you going to fight or not?

He asked resentfully, but in front of everyone, it wouldn't be appropriate to entangle the Manshan Clan in a fight. After all, bullying a seriously injured person wouldn't be honorable even if he won.

It's better to have a healthy opponent; it will demonstrate his strength and prevent people from saying he only bullies the old, weak, and disabled.

As for avenging his junior brother, that can be put aside for now; he can't escape it anyway.

With a thought, Guangchengzi conjured a large seal in his hand.

This object is called the Heaven-Overturning Seal. It was refined by the Dao Ancestor using innate divine metal and imbued with the mysteries of heaven and earth. It is a supremely true and sacred object.

Later, Hongjun bestowed this treasure upon Yuanshi, who in Yuanshi bestowed it upon his most beloved and valued disciple, Guangchengzi.

With this treasure appearing, Guangchengzi felt as if he were holding a world in the palm of his hand, a feeling that was incredibly solid and made him feel much more at ease.

Once struck by the Heaven-Overturning Seal, even Daluo Golden Immortal will perish, reduced to a mere illusion.

This is even more powerful than the Yin-Yang Mirror.

Cangwu stared solemnly at the Heaven-Overturning Seal, feeling a pang of fear and immense crisis. He inwardly complained that he hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable enemy right from the start.

Manshan Clan finished his mission, he left, leaving him here to bear the burden alone.

What a tragedy!

Cangwu gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and prepared to make his move.

Suddenly, a figure flew onto the altar, interrupting the imminent battle.

"Fellow Cangwu, let me do it."

The newcomer said with a serious expression that he wanted to fight in place of Cangwu.

"Fuxi?" Cangwu paused, frowning, seemingly reluctant. "I'll fight this battle myself!"

"Cangwu, this is a matter for the Human Race. As a member of the Human Race, let me do my part," Fuxi said solemnly.