"This... let us not speak of that for now. Mount Sumeru has set up an array; if the Human Clan arrives, they will surely die without a chance of survival."
Jieyin recalled his past encounter with Zhenyuanzi in the Human Realm, and his mood instantly soured.
Ordinary people would never understand the grudges between their older generation.
In truth,
let alone stopping the Human Clan, Zhenyuanzi himself looked no different from a human. Even if he were to join the Human Clan now, what could Mount Sumeru possibly say?
Moreover, they already hated each other bitterly, wishing they could devour one another's flesh and blood.
It would be better simply to enter seclusion and stay out of sight.
Meanwhile, east of the Primordial World, beyond Kunlun Mountain,
there was a pass. There lived an elderly man with nothing to his name, who called himself Wuchao Chanshi.
He was the Good Thought Corpse severed by Heavenly Lord Tongtian.
Wuchao Chanshi had an eccentric temperament and spent all day hiding inside a bird's nest, never stepping outside.
"Before the Human Clan reaches Wuzhuang Temple, they will inevitably face Wuchao Chanshi's tribulation. We need only watch how things unfold."
Zhunti narrowed his eyes and smiled. This tribulation had originally been left behind by Heavenly Lord Tongtian for the Western Sect, to prevent them from entering the Primordial World from the east.
Later, Taiqing Sage transformed into Laozi and traveled west through Hangu Pass, turning the Hu people into Buddhists. Only then did Wuchao Chanshi no longer need to commit slaughter.
Now, it happened to be ready for the Human Clan.
Since Shennong dared to further expand the Human Clan's influence and even shamelessly attempted to restore the earth's spiritual veins, then he could have a taste of the power of a Sage's Good