Outside Sishui Pass, Randeng, who had been somewhat worried about Jade Cauldron Immortal's delayed return, suddenly became extremely happy because of the arrival of someone.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Bodhi."

Before the lamp stood a venerable cultivator with an air of otherworldly grace, white hair and a youthful face, holding a whisk, dressed like a true Xuanmen cultivator.

The surrounding members of the Chan Sect also held this person in high esteem. This person was none other than Patriarch Bodhi, the benevolent corpse of the Western Sect's Sage Zhunti.

Bodhi, as the benevolent corpse of Zhunti, did not cultivate the supernatural powers of the Western Sect, but instead chose the Taoist methods of the Xuanmen Sect. Moreover, he had a very easy-going personality and was highly respected by both the Chan and Jie sects.

Bodhi smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to the people around him, but a faint, almost imperceptible sorrow could still be seen between his brows.

“Uncle-Master, I never expected that Sage Zhunti would send you to help us,” Ran Deng said.

Bodhi was taken aback at first, then smiled and said.

“I was not appointed by a saint.”

"..." Ran Deng was immediately puzzled.

He knew that Bodhi was always reclusive and had a personality closer to the Daoist ideal of "supreme goodness is like water," rather than being like his original self who liked to show off. So why would he come here on his own initiative this time?

Bodhi remained silent, but looked towards Sishui Pass. A glint flashed in his eyes, and the dense aura above Sishui Pass instantly shocked him.

"What magnificent fortune!" Bodhi exclaimed.

"Are you really prepared?" Bodhi turned and asked Randeng. The overwhelming aura of fortune on the other side indicated that their combined strength was greater than theirs.

"Uncle-Master, that's for sure," Ran Deng said with a smile. With the trump card of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, he didn't feel any pressure.

Bodhi reached out and looked around, his gaze sweeping over the people from the Chan Sect and the Western Sect, but his brows gradually furrowed.

“Things shouldn’t have turned out this way.” Bodhi Patriarch sighed softly, his face full of regret. But as Bodhi Patriarch’s good corpse, he was powerless to do anything. Even though he was now a person with a true independent soul, he was still affected by the original body, Zhunti, and had no choice.

"What do you mean by that, Uncle Bodhi?" Xuandu couldn't help but ask.

Zhunti glanced at the spirited Xuandu, shook his head, and said...

"The great calamity has been completely reversed. What was supposed to be a gradual process has now become increasingly intense. Be careful, everyone. If you are not careful, you may..." Bodhi trailed off, but his eyes were full of warning.

The others were somewhat dismissive, simply thinking that the Bodhi Patriarch, who was a benevolent corpse, had an excessively strong heart of kindness.

Seeing this, Bodhi said no more, turned around and sat down by himself.

The reason he came here was because he sensed something. Not long ago, Bodhi went into seclusion to cultivate his primordial spirit supernatural powers. For some reason, his primordial spirit seemed to have detected a dangerous aura, and this danger was related to his true self.

Bodhi immediately began to calculate his own feelings, and the result was self-evident: the future was shrouded in chaos. Bodhi's first thought was of this great calamity. Could it be that his true self would encounter danger during the calamity?

Since becoming a benevolent corpse, Patriarch Bodhi has had very little contact with his original self, and even somewhat dislikes his original self. He despises the other party's underhanded methods. However, this inexplicable feeling has left him very puzzled. After all, his original self is a saint, and saints do not enter tribulations. This is a common understanding, so how could there be any danger?

Therefore, he immediately left the customs and rushed here as soon as possible.

"Is destiny truly inescapable?" Patriarch Bodhi looked up at the sky and thought to himself.

Just then, Bodhi opened his eyes wide and saw a dazzling light suddenly appear in the sky.

Everyone was drawn to the strange phenomenon in the sky and couldn't help but look up.

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt the temperature around them slowly rising.

"Everyone be careful!" Ran Deng shouted.

Then the light in the sky slowly turned into two huge fireballs, which, from a distance, looked like three suns in the sky.

Bodhi Patriarch suddenly stood up, staring at the two fireballs with disbelief.

"Impossible...how could this be..."

"Uncle-Master, what is that?" Ran Deng and the others asked hurriedly.

Before Bodhi could speak, two muffled voices came from the fireball in the air.

"Gah..."

It was like the cawing of a crow, as if it could pierce through one's soul.

As the cry rang out, the fireball slowly dissipated, and two enormous three-legged golden crows appeared in the sky.

At that moment, everyone's mouths dropped open, and they were all stunned.

"Welcome, Demon Emperor."

"Welcome, Demon Emperor."

The Sishui Pass suddenly emitted a deafening sound.

"Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi..."

These two names flashed through everyone's minds.

"Hahaha..."

With a hearty laugh, the two three-legged golden crows in the air slowly transformed into human form, and boundless imperial might spread outwards.

"This is impossible, impossible." Dipankara was now just as bewildered as Bodhi had been.

"Uncle-Master, how could this be? Weren't those two already annihilated?" Ran Deng hurriedly said.

The other disciples of the Chan Sect were also bewildered. Although they had never seen the two demon emperors in person, they were very familiar with the legends about them. Now that they had seen the legendary figures descend upon them, how could they not be surprised?

However, the matter was not over yet, and another wave of oppressive force came from the sky.

"Chirp..."

A phoenix cry resounded through the heavens and earth, and a fiery red figure appeared in the sky. An enormous golden phoenix, carrying burning flames, appeared in the air.

Everyone on the Chan Sect side was completely stunned; yet another powerful figure had arrived.

Bodhi Patriarch was sweating profusely.

“She…she…she’s out,” Bodhi murmured.

The phoenix in the sky gave a cold look toward the Chan Sect.

"Roar...roar..."

Just then, several dragon roars resounded.

Two enormous dragons of exaggerated size were flying towards them from the distant sky, followed by hundreds of other dragons.

"roar..."

A large shadow appeared above everyone's heads, just like the shadow in their hearts.

“Zhulong, Qinglong, they are still alive,” Zhunti said.

At this moment, Ran Deng's mind was full of questions. What was going on? Had he returned to ancient times?

Soon, Yuan Feng and the dragons in the air transformed back into human form.

"Welcome, Lady Yuanfeng."

"Welcome Senior Zhulong and Senior Qinglong."

Once again, a deafening roar of welcome erupted from the Sishui Pass of the Great Shang Dynasty.

In the sky, Yuan Feng, Zhu Long, and the others coldly looked towards Xiqi.

All the monks trembled uncontrollably under this oppressive pressure.

“Half-step into the Primordial Chaos…” Ran Deng said bitterly.

"Boy, how dare you send people to humiliate my dragon clan?" Zhulong said coldly, looking at Randeng.

Randeng was stunned for a moment, then his heart sank. He knew that Yu Ding Zhenren and Yang Jian had failed.

Ran Deng reached out and took out the jade pendant, preparing to crush it directly.

"snort..."

However, the people in the air descended towards Sishui Pass without attacking them.

Ran Deng and the others were immediately dumbfounded.

Patriarch Bodhi was also puzzled. Why weren't they attacking? This was a golden opportunity; otherwise, the sage would surely have arrived in person.

"Hahaha, what a charade!" Ran Deng burst into laughter, his earlier fear vanishing.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. They are just some people who have long been abandoned by the prehistoric world. Don't forget, we have a sage behind us." Ran Deng quickly turned around and reassured everyone.

Hearing what the Taoist Ran Deng said, everyone calmed down. Yes, no matter how strong the other side was now, they had a sage on their side.

Ran Deng then turned around and looked at Sishui Pass with disdain.

He then looked down at the two jade pendants in his hand, hesitating whether to crush the one that summoned the Primordial Celestial Venerable right now.

After pondering for a long time, Randeng glanced at the Bodhi Patriarch beside him and suddenly an idea came to him.

"Uncle-Master, what do we do now? Why have these guys come back to life?"

“I don’t know either. The secrets of heaven are in chaos, and I can’t fathom even a little bit,” Bodhi sighed.

Ran Deng was slightly disappointed upon hearing this, but he still put the jade pendant away and continued.

“Uncle-Master, you are the most senior here. I wonder if you could go and investigate? After all, the people from the Jie Sect also respect you very much,” Ran Deng said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Bodhi glanced at Randeng, who had a pleading look on his face. Bodhi sneered inwardly, thinking that this guy probably wanted to use him to gather information.

This was indeed the idea of ​​Ran Deng. Before figuring out why these people had suddenly appeared, he dared not easily summon Yuan Shi.

“Fine, I’ll go then,” Bodhi said.

"Thank you very much, Uncle-Master." Randeng was overjoyed.

Then Bodhi slowly flew towards Sishui Pass.

The members of the Chan Sect watched with serious expressions as Patriarch Bodhi flew away. If the other party made a move directly, it meant that a great battle would begin immediately. If they were not attacked, it meant that the other party was still wary of them.

As expected, Patriarch Bodhi was not attacked and quickly entered Sishui Pass.

"Haha, just as I expected." Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

“That’s for sure,” Guang Chengzi agreed.

Inside Sishui Pass, Patriarch Bodhi had just landed from the sky when he found himself locked onto by several powerful auras.

"My name is Bodhi, and I greet you all."

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Bodhi." Upon hearing that it was him, everyone quickly bowed in greeting.

"Uncle-Master, what brings you here?"

Duobao came over to greet him.

"Just happened to be passing by." Bodhi smiled.

He then looked up and saw that the people who had just arrived were looking at him from a large tent not far away.

“Nephew Duobao, may I…” Bodhi said, pointing to Yuanfeng and the others.

"Please go ahead, Uncle-Master," Duobao said readily. He naturally knew the purpose of the other party's visit, which was within their expectations.

Bodhi nodded and then walked towards the main tent. Powerful auras filled both sides of the road. Quasi-Saints of the Demon Clan and Quasi-Saints of the Jie Sect were all watching him. This shocked Bodhi. The strength on this side was indeed far superior to that on the other side.

As Bodhi got closer to the tent, he suddenly noticed that the seating arrangement of Yuan Feng and the others seemed a bit strange. Logically, given their status, they should have been sitting in the main seats, but now they were just sitting on both sides, with an empty seat in the middle that seemed to be reserved for someone.

"It's been a long time, fellow practitioner Bodhi."