Taishang Makes His Move

Upon seeing this, King Yinshi couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy.

"What a wonderful treasure! It truly is a wonderful treasure. From this day forward, this treasure belongs to me."

He then burst into laughter.

However, the fire poker suddenly became active the next moment.

"Yinshi, you've gone too far! You deserve to be punished!"

His tone was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Upon hearing this, King Yinshi's hair stood on end.

Who else besides the one at the Eight Scenery Palace could say that?

It seems this guy actually does have some connection to the Eight Scenery Palace?

Even if they weren't that person's disciple, they probably received some guidance from that person.

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat and immediately transformed into a wisp of black smoke and vanished.

However, this incredibly ugly fire poker suddenly unleashed unparalleled speed.

It transformed into a streak of black light and chased after the wisp of black smoke.

King Yinshi turned to look at the black stick.

Seeing the black-clad figure closing in, he was terrified.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, you can't break the rules, Saint can't just lay a hand on an ant."

Terrified, he roared wildly.

"I am also a disciple of Master Hongjun, and I am also Three Thousand Guests of the Mortal World. You cannot kill me."

The wisp of black smoke fled frantically, roaring wildly as it went.

But the fire poker didn't stop, and it smashed directly into the wisp of black smoke.

The wisp of black smoke was immediately cut off by about half.

The three-foot-long plume of black smoke was cut off by a third after being struck down with this stick.

Only two feet remained.

This directly damaged the King Yinshi's very essence.

It could be said that it directly caused him serious injuries.

Only then did the black fire poker wobble and fly away into the Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Only this wisp of black smoke remained, bursting forth with a mournful scream.

It took a very long time before it realized that it had transformed into human form.

However, its black body had become somewhat transparent.

Clearly, his power had been damaged at its core, and he was now severely injured.

After transforming into human form, he coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

It took a very long time before I finally caught my breath.

It seems that damned guy really does have a connection with that one in heaven.

There is only one true disciple in heaven, and that is the traitor to the Human Clan, Grand Master Xuandu.

I originally thought that guy only had some connection with that one in heaven.

In retrospect, he may indeed have truly been an anonymous disciple.

Including this guy, that anonymous disciple now numbered three.

Du'e is said to be one of his disciples.

It is said that the extremely mysterious Chan Master Wuchao was also his disciple.

Now, let's add this one.

King Yinshi's expression was grim and uncertain.

It must be said that the one in heaven is already very merciful.

I only hit him once; it was just a lesson.

If this means being as protective of one of the Chan Sect as they are.

He's probably already in a state where he can neither live nor die.

The intense pain made his whole body tremble.

One-third of its origin was cut off by that one.

His strength will also decline drastically.

His face darkened at the thought.

Fortunately, he managed to retain his Quasi-Saint level.

This is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

The black pig below saw this.

They fled in a frantic frenzy.

Now Master has taken the black stick back.

This meant that he was no longer qualified to be his apprentice.

Being able to punish King Yinshi on my behalf already meant severing the final karmic ties.

He understood this principle perfectly well.

Now, all we can do is seize this opportunity and flee as fast as we can.

Seeing the wild boar flee, Jiang Ziya naturally dared not come out recklessly.

This is no ordinary wild boar; it's Grand Marshal Tianpeng from the Heavenly Court!

Grand Marshal Tianpeng fled for a long time, a very long time later.

The King Yinshi, clad in a black robe, finally returned from the sky.

Jiang Ziya finally came forward to greet him.

"Grand Tutor, are you alright?"

King Yinshi's face was extremely dark.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ziya, his face showing displeasure.

"What, do you want something to happen to me?"

It would be a lie to say that nothing happened since one-third of its essence was just taken away by that being in heaven.

How could Jiang Ziya not be furious when he spoke so inappropriately?

Jiang Ziya was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

His complexion also looked rather pale.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "This guy is a lunatic."

Serves you right.

Who gave you permission to torment someone's apprentice like that?

You deserve to be punished now.

I thought this in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it out loud.

The opponent was, after all, the most powerful Quasi-Saint in the Primordial World.

As a mere Heavenly Immortal, he was already honored to stand beside the other party, so naturally he dared not speak recklessly.

"The Immortal is right. The Immortal is a powerful being with boundless magical Tongtian. To be precise, he is of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones. There shouldn't be any problem with that."

King Yinshi nodded with a gloomy expression.

"Don't bother me if there's nothing else. I need to rest."

However, his body was somewhat hunched over, clearly indicating that a third of his power source had been cut off, which was quite serious for him.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but feel worried.

"Grand Tutor, what should we do about tomorrow's battle?"

"That fox demon on the other side is extremely ferocious; currently, no one in our camp is a match for it."

King Yinshi turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ziya.

"How can you be so ungrateful? Can't you see I'm getting tired?"

"Didn't you hang up a truce sign? Once the truce sign is hung up, there can be no fighting for three days. Even if you break the rules, Yin Shang cannot break the rules."

He turned and left after saying that.

Now, let's talk about that enormous wild boar.

The wild boar rampaged through the Western Zhou camp and finally broke free.

They immediately plunged into the deep mountains.

His eyes turned red with anger.

I never imagined that the Grand Marshal Tianpeng would end up like this.

It's truly tragic.

Although he has now embarked on the Demon Dao, he has still become a pig demon.

Its foundation is now incomparable to that of the past.

Even if he becomes a real pig demon, so what?

Grand Marshal Tianpeng was filled with immense grief and indignation.

However, his soul had already merged with the wild boar's body.

It could even be said that they have become deeply intertwined and it is difficult for them to break away.

From now on, he can only live as a pig demon.

Fortunately, his soul was contained in the wild boar's body.

Because his soul was too powerful, the wild boar meat body became even larger due to the direct impact.

The hair on its body transformed directly into steel needles, which were incredibly hard.

Its pair of fangs protruded about half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) from its body, making its entire form resemble a giant bulldozer, rampaging through the deep mountains and forests.

After a very long time, he finally found a small cave deep in the mountains and forests.

They then hid inside a cave to rest.

At that moment, he felt extremely sad.

His teacher hit the other person with a fire poker.

The fire poker then returned on its own.

This means that the teacher has severed the causal relationship with his student.

From this moment on, he is no longer Grand Marshal Tianpeng, nor is he his teacher's disciple.

Now he's just an ordinary black pig.

An ordinary pig demon.

Thinking about this filled him with deep despair.

He couldn't help but hide in the cave and secretly shed tears.

I never imagined that Marshal Tianpeng's fate would be so tragic.

It's truly tragic that it ended up like this.

A giant boar demon lay on the ground, silently weeping; the sight was truly eerie.

After a very long time, the pig demon finally slowly stood up.

I looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

Even if you become a pig demon, you must not give up on yourself.

Even if I become a pig demon, I still have to survive.

What else can we do?

The most urgent task now is to find a cultivation method that can help me transform into human form.

It must take shape at an extremely fast speed.

Otherwise, such an image would be far too ugly.

However, after searching his mind, he still couldn't find a suitable technique for transforming himself.

This made him feel a deep sense of despair.

After all, the internal structure of a fairy before it takes human form is different from that of a human.

He wasn't mentally ill before, so naturally he wouldn't be interested in the inferior techniques of demons transforming into human form.