Di Jun and Kunpeng Besiege Red Cloud Patriarch

Looking over the newly claimed stretch of land spanning ten thousand li, he suddenly remembered something.

In the central plains, he opened a passage connected to the Mysterious Yellow World. Countless rare and wondrous beasts he had gathered during his past travels through Kunlun came pouring out: nimble white foxes, spirit deer with five-colored antlers, golden-furred spirit apes, and plant spirits transformed from grasses and trees...!

Several thousand spirit beasts and sprites sensed the exceedingly rich spiritual qi here, as well as the familiar Dao resonance, and all of them leaped for joy. The Mysterious Yellow World was not merely a little inferior to Kunlun.

"Ziling."

Yellow Dragon called softly, and a purple figure swiftly descended from Spirit Herb Peak to stand before him.

"Master! Our home has become so huge!" Ziling said excitedly.

"These spirit beasts all came from Kunlun Mountain. I am placing them in your care now. Settle them properly, and do not let them enter the five main peaks."

"If you discover any with special talents, you may nurture them and make them your assistants. Otherwise, you and your bee swarm alone will not be able to manage such a vast Daoist sanctuary."

"Your servant obeys, Master."

Yellow Dragon then took out a great quantity of strange flowers, exotic herbs, seeds and seedlings of immortal medicines and spirit roots collected from throughout Kunlun, handing them to Ziling. "Open up more spirit fields and properly plant and cultivate these spirit medicines. I entrust this matter entirely to you as well."

Ziling's eyes shone as she looked at those precious immortal herbs and spirit medicines.

Watching Ziling divide off part of the bee swarm to manage the spirit beasts while directing the other spirit bees to reclaim spirit fields, sow seeds, draw water from spirit springs, and irrigate them, Yellow Dragon beheld a flourishing scene of vibrant prosperity.

Suddenly, he felt a stirring in his heart. The day for his master's sermon had arrived.

He did not dare delay. After hurriedly giving Ziling a few instructions, he mounted an auspicious cloud and rushed toward the Jade Pure Palace.

The moment he arrived outside the Jade Pure Palace, he heard a burst of clamor within through its open gates, mixed with indignant, grief-stricken accusations.

Yellow Dragon quickened his pace and stepped through the gates.

He saw Chijingzi complaining to his master upon the cloud couch, his tone agitated. "...Master! You must uphold justice for us! The disciples of the Sect of Interception are growing more and more rampant! They previously seized by force a Daoist sanctuary that this disciple had found first, and several days ago, they even ganged up on me and stole the Nine-Leaf Purple Ganoderma this disciple found in Kunlun Mountain!"

Another figure angrily took up the complaint. It was Qingxu. "And that is not all! Master, they have also slaughtered countless spiritually awakened strange beasts in Kunlun Mountain for blood food!"

"They have left spirit beast carcasses everywhere in the mountains, filling the place with foul miasma and chaos. The spirit beasts wail in sorrow, trembling in fear day and night! How can this retain even the slightest bearing of an orthodox Mystic sect? How are they any different from the Demon Race?"

"We beg Master to uphold justice!"

Primordial Lord looked at the clamoring crowd and gave the Jade Ruyi in his hand a shake, producing a clear chime.

The Jade Pure Palace fell silent in an instant.

"I am already aware of this. I shall discuss the matter with your martial uncle!"

"Last time, I explained the profound principles of cultivating the Yuanshi Golden Canon. Today, I shall teach you the essentials of cultivation from the beginning all the way to the Great Luo realm. Still your hearts and listen well to the Dao!"

"Yes!" all the disciples answered in unison.

From drawing in and exhaling the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to gathering the five qi at the origin and condensing an indestructible golden nature...!

The Dao foundation of a Golden Immortal, the wonders of the Dao seed...!

At the Taiyi Realm, comprehending the laws of the Great Dao to nourish the three Dao seeds of essence, qi, and spirit, causing the Three Flowers to bloom...!

Which grades of Great Luo Three Flowers were supreme...!

As Primordial Lord expounded the Dao, an incarnation manifested within the heart of every disciple, demonstrating the Dao according to each disciple's differing cultivation realm and comprehension.

The key points and crucial aspects of every realm were clearly displayed before the disciples...!

Clang...!

A bell toll resounded throughout the prehistoric world, jolting Yellow Dragon, who had been listening to a Saint's sermon, out of his state of enlightenment. To sever another's Great Dao was the act of a mortal enemy, and a surge of baleful fury rose within Yellow Dragon's heart.

When Yellow Dragon opened his eyes, he saw that South Pole and the others around him also wore furious expressions, while Primordial Lord upon the cloud couch looked at his disciples.

"Still your hearts...!"

The voice was like a clear spring descending from the Ninth Heaven, pouring over their hearts and soothing their agitated minds.

Looking at the crowd after they had regained their calm, Primordial Lord spoke with faint authority. "This sermon ends here!"

"Master..."

The newly admitted disciples in the Jade Pure Palace all looked pleadingly at Primordial Lord, hoping their master would continue and finish the unfinished sermon!

Yet Primordial Lord ignored their pleading gazes. Sitting quietly upon the cloud couch, his spirit had wandered into Chaos.

"Master, was that bell toll just now the Chaos Bell of Demon Emperor Taiyi?" Yellow Dragon, who found the sound somewhat familiar, asked Primordial Lord.

"May Master tell this disciple what has happened?"

Upon hearing Yellow Dragon's question, everyone else also stared fixedly at Primordial Lord, wishing to obtain an answer from their master.

"Very well. Watch..."

A beam of light suddenly shot from the Jade Ruyi in Primordial Lord's hand, projecting a screen of light across the palace ceiling.

Several figures appeared before their eyes, and a voice emerged from the screen.

"Red Cloud! Hand over the Primordial Violet Qi!"

A dignified yet domineering voice suddenly rang out, carrying a crushing pressure.

South Pole Immortal Elder spoke. "It is Demon Emperor Di Jun, and Red Cloud Patriarch as well!"

"Hmph, what's the point of wasting words on him? He made me lose the Primordial Violet Qi. If he does not hand over the Primordial Violet Qi today, a tribulation shall befall him!" Another shrill voice rang out, carrying sky-swallowing killing intent.

"This must be Kunpeng, the great power of the North Sea!" Yellow Dragon already understood the reason: Kunpeng had joined forces with the Demon Emperor Di Jun and Taiyi to ambush and kill Red Cloud Patriarch.

The voices that continued from within the light screen confirmed Yellow Dragon's speculation.

"Fellow Daoists Di Jun and Kunpeng, the Primordial Violet Qi was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor. You should give up such delusions, should you not?" A somewhat weary voice sounded—it was Red Cloud Patriarch.

His aura was already in disarray, clearly showing that he had suffered no light injuries.

"Red Cloud, you will hand over the Primordial Violet Qi today whether you wish to or not. If you refuse, once your body and Dao perish, I will take it myself!" A domineering voice emerged, accompanied by a bell toll that shook the primordial world, freezing space and forcing the laws themselves to retreat.

Three incomparably powerful figures each occupied one direction, forming a triangular encirclement that trapped Red Cloud Patriarch in the center.

Di Jun held the River Diagram and Luo Script, evolving countless transformations. Kunpeng controlled a palace-type spiritual treasure that blocked Red Cloud's retreat, while the Chaos Bell hung high above, suppressing space.

The terrifying pressure caused mountains, rivers, and peaks across hundreds of millions of miles to slowly sink, mountain after mountain cracking apart.

At last, Red Cloud Patriarch felt a powerless despair. If only he had listened to Zhenyuanzi's advice and remained on Longevity Mountain...

"Enough, enough... I, Red Cloud, was born when heaven and earth first opened. I never contended with the myriad beings, yet I have suffered such a calamity..."

"You want the Primordial Violet Qi? Then... come and take it yourselves!"

"Hand over the Primordial Violet Qi. For the sake of having once listened to the Dao together in Purple Cloud Palace, we can spare your life." Di Jun held the River Diagram and Luo Script as he looked at Red Cloud. His voice was not loud, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

"Why waste words with him! Red Cloud, in Purple Cloud Palace, you ruined my chance at becoming a Saint. Today, this tribulation is yours to bear!" A cold, sinister voice rang out from behind Red Cloud, brimming with hatred!