The Twelve Golden Immortals Arrive

Everyone praised Zhu Ganglie highly.

Killing five enemy generals in a row is indeed a very rare feat.

Zhu Ganglie was also very happy to hear this.

"What are you saying, generals? It's just that I, Old Pig, was lucky."

"Although we killed five enemy generals, most of them were just small fry and not worth mentioning. It was just a lucky break."

Zhu Ganglie spoke in a very modest manner.

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This General Zhu is quite adept at handling people; he's achieved such great merit, yet he remains so humble.

Just as everyone was joking around, Zhu Ganglie spoke up.

"Generals, I, Old Pig, have a wide esophagus and am really starving. I wonder if there's anything to eat?"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, of course! Let's hurry inside. The soldiers have prepared a feast; we're sure to drink to our hearts' content tonight."

The numerous videos quickly returned to Sishui Pass, preparing for today's victory celebration banquet.

After all, Zhu Ganglie had killed five of the enemy's generals in a row today, which was a great achievement.

It's only right to celebrate.

In contrast, the Western Zhou camp was much quieter, after all, five generals had died in a single day, and morale was clearly low.

Jiang Ziya sat above, his expression calm, while the other powerful figures below also wore solemn expressions, some even tinged with sadness.

They've been losing for the past few days, and they've completely lost their fighting spirit.

At this moment, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with King Yinshi.

It's all because that guy drove away Grand Marshal Tianpeng without saying a word.

If Grand Marshal Tianpeng were still in the Western Zhou camp, how dare that pig-headed Yao man be so arrogant?

It's utterly ridiculous.

Yang Jian is still suffering from the deadly poison, and Wei Hu is also seriously injured.

With only Lei Zhenzi remaining among the powerful warriors, Jiang Ziya dared not use him lightly.

Jiang Ziya counted them over and over and found that there were actually very few people he could use, which left him speechless.

Just then, several loud laughs suddenly came from outside the military camp.

"Jiang Ziya, we're here!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya was overjoyed. Were the Twelve Golden Immortals here?

He quickly led everyone out of the tent, only to find several powerful figures with immense auras standing outside.

Each of these powerful figures possesses a unique and ethereal appearance, and each exudes a magnificent aura.

Leading the way were five Daoist priests of varying appearances, heights, and builds.

These five Daoists were none other than the five Daluo Golden Immortal among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect.

Behind the five Daoist priests stood some young people.

These people are the disciples of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Upon seeing these people, Jiang Ziya became extremely excited.

Jiang Ziya greets his fellow disciples.

The arrival of these people was like a Sea-Calming Divine Needle for Jiang Ziya.

With these people coming, he no longer needed to fear the people of the Yin Shang.

The five Daluo Golden Immortal present couldn't help but chuckle.

"Junior brother, there's no need to be so polite. We are both here to Campaign Against Shang, so there's no need for further formalities in this military camp."

Another powerful figure nodded in agreement.

"Our teacher once said that this Campaign Against Shang dynasty on behalf of Heaven will likely be fraught with difficulties, as the Yin Shang's fortunes have not yet been exhausted. This great battle may be quite dangerous, so we all need to work together to help the Western Zhou Campaign Against Shang."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

"Teacher's words are immeasurable. With the help of all my fellow disciples, the Western Zhou will surely be able to bring that tyrant to justice and restore peace to the land."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nod in agreement. The arrival of so many powerful figures in Western Zhou was undoubtedly a momentous occasion for the Western Zhou.

At this moment, Guangchengzi, who was in the lead, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Jiang Ziya, your other senior brothers will also be coming to Western Zhou to assist you soon. The Twelve Golden Immortals will then gather in the Zhou Army, which will surely be a grand event."

He then turned around and introduced the powerful figures behind him.

"These fellow Daoists are all people who uphold the Heavenly Dao, and each of them possesses considerable strength. They have voluntarily joined the Western Zhou camp to overthrow the Yin Shang, and each of them is a person of high virtue. Junior Brother Jiang Ziya should personally welcome them."

Jiang Ziya nodded in agreement.

He then looked at the people behind him:

"So it's you kind and righteous fellow Daoists! Fellow Daoists, please come in quickly and prepare a feast immediately."

The group of immortals followed Jiang Ziya to the central command tent with smiles on their faces.

This is, after all, a place for discussing military affairs, so it is obviously extremely spacious.

With so many people coming here, we can still make arrangements.

Then, a variety of delicacies were served one by one.

Jiang Ziya had a formal position, so he ultimately remained in the higher position.

Seeing so many powerful figures arrive, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but feel a little smug.

"My fellow disciples and fellow Daoists, your arrival has truly put my mind at ease. With you all here, the Western Zhou Campaign Against Shang will surely be a piece of cake."

Upon hearing these words, everyone simply smiled and remained silent.

One of the men, a rather plain-looking burly man, immediately spoke up.

"Prime Minister, please rest assured. That villainous Yin Shang is doomed. Now that we have arrived, we can naturally head east and march directly to Chaoge to help King Ming of Western Zhou capture that tyrannical ruler."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but smile slightly.

"What this fellow Daoist says is correct, but I still do not know your name? And from which immortal mountain do you come?"

Upon hearing Jiang Ziya's question, the burly man chuckled.

"I am but a rogue cultivator, insignificant in comparison. My Daoist name is Hu Lei."

As he finished speaking, the other powerful figures also announced their identities.

The place became incredibly lively for a time.

Apart from a portion of these people being disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the majority were demon cultivators, some of the demons that the Twelve Golden Immortals had subdued along their journey.

Some weaker fairies were killed outright, while some powerful fairies were subdued and brought here.

Upon hearing these fairies reveal their origins, some nodded slightly, while others looked disdainful.

Tu Xingsun was always rather arrogant, was somewhat disdainful.

Although he was ugly, he was always proud.

"A bunch of demons have come to the Western Zhou? And they even dare to dream of achieving great things? How laughable!"

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned.

Who is this? How could they be so ungrateful as to spout such nonsense at this crucial moment?

Isn't this just courting death?

Everyone turned their attention to it and were surprised to find that it was an extremely ugly lump of flesh.

This short fellow has short legs and short arms, and is only about waist-high to an average person.

How dare this ugly fellow show such a disdainful expression to everyone?

The powerful beings were furious, especially the demons.

They were unwilling to get involved in this mess in the first place.

They were simply captured and brought along the way by the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

They were already unwilling to do it.

Having arrived here, only to be humiliated by others—how could this not enrage them?

"And who do you think you are? How dare you insult us like this? You damned dwarf, if you've got the guts, come and fight me three hundred rounds!"

Immediately, a powerful demon with a violent temper began to curse loudly.

If it weren't for the fear of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect present, someone would probably have already made a move.

Although Tu Xingsun was ugly, he always considered himself a noble being because of his master.

Therefore, they felt no fear whatsoever when facing these demons.

Just as Tu Xingsun was about to retort, a hand slapped him on the back of the Tu Xingsun.

He knocked Tu Xingsun to the ground, making him roll several times.

When Tu Xingsun looked up, he was shocked to find that it was his master Juliusun. He immediately shut his mouth and dared not say another word.

Juliusun glared at him before finally speaking with a smile:

"Please don't be angry, everyone. This is my unworthy disciple. He spoke without thinking and offended you all. I apologize on his behalf."

He even bowed in a mock manner as he spoke.

Upon hearing Juliusun's name, everyone finally fell silent.

Tu Xingsun was his only disciple. Although his talent was average, he was extremely talented in the Earth Escape Technique is a type of magic that allows one to escape from the earth), and it could even be said that he had deeply Juliusun.

He usually doted on this only disciple, which is why the disciple developed such an unruly temperament.