Upon hearing this, Deng Chanyu murmured, "What should we do?"
Jiang Ziya smiled and said, “Fairy, in this great calamity, even a quasi-saint could perish if he is not careful. Although you have great supernatural powers and your magical treasures are incredibly powerful, have you ever thought of your father, your mother, and your family? Can you bear to see them turn to ashes in this calamity? Furthermore, King Zhou is now tyrannical and cruel, and has lost the virtue of the world. Your father, Deng Jiugong, was a renowned minister. Why should he bear the infamy for ten thousand generations and be remembered with disgrace for eternity?”
"Fairy, have you considered that the four plague gods of Kowloon Island are all ruthless and vicious? They covet your beauty, and now that they can't harm you, what if they decide to go all the way and endanger your father?"
Upon hearing this, Deng Chanyu hurriedly said, "Master Jiang, I beg you to save my father," and then bowed gracefully.
Jiang Ziya stroked his white beard and laughed, "Don't worry, fairy. My six nephews are all highly skilled. As for rescuing your father, I'll have your husband and Yang Jian go with you. They will definitely bring your father back safe and sound. However, please leave a token so that my nephews can carry out their plan."
Deng Chanyu smiled faintly, and took out a piece of jade with five-colored shimmering light from her bosom—the Five-Colored Stone. She handed the Five-Colored Stone to Jiang Ziya, then gracefully moved to the side, remaining silent.
Jiang Ziya handed the five-colored stone to Yang Jian and instructed him, "Nephew Yang Jian, I entrust the fairy's father to you. I hope you can rescue the fairy's father tomorrow night so that we can hold a wedding banquet for your junior brother Tu Xingsun."
Yang Jian took the five-colored stone and shouted, "Uncle-Master, rest assured, Yang Jian will definitely rescue Lord Deng."
Two days later, Yang Jian and Tu Xingsun rode on clouds and flew towards Sanshan Pass. Upon reaching the city gate, Yang Jian transformed into a mosquito and buzzed towards the garrison commander's residence. Tu Xingsun lightly touched the ground with his left foot and disappeared into the earth.
After a while, Yang Jian and Tu Xingsun made a slight noise while Deng Jiugong was sleeping, waking him up. Yang Jian then showed him the five-colored stone as a token. Deng Jiugong, without suspicion, hurriedly took his wife and a dozen or so confidants. Tu Xingsun raised his hand and cast a yellowish-brown light shield over them, allowing them to escape into the earth and head towards Jiameng Pass.
Seeing that the mission was accomplished, Yang Jian once again transformed into a mosquito and flew towards Jiameng Pass, flapping his tiny wings.
Three days later, Jiang Ziya led an army of 300,000 straight to the foot of Sanshan Pass, where Yin Hong challenged him to battle.
A short while later, Wen Zhong and the four gods of Nine Dragons Island emerged from the city tower. Wen Zhong looked at Deng Jiugong, who stood proudly among the rebel army of Xiqi, and said in a deep voice, "Deng Jiugong, the King has treated you well, why have you become a traitor?"
Deng Jiugong snorted coldly and shouted, "Grand Tutor Wen, you are right. However, the four gods of Nine Dragons Island attempted to assault my daughter. Fortunately, she was saved by Tu Xingsun, a disciple of Ju Liusun, from Feiyun Cave on Jiayun Mountain. Otherwise, my daughter would have been in danger!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhong's eyes suddenly flashed with divine light. He looked calmly at the four gods of Nine Dragons Island and coldly asked, "Fellow Daoist Lü, is what Master Jiu said true?"
Just as Lü Yue was about to reply, Yang Wenhui interrupted, saying, "Fellow Daoist Wen, we were unaware that the woman was actually the daughter of the Ninth Master. Otherwise, we would not have acted this way. We hope Grand Tutor Wen will forgive us."
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhong knew that what Deng Jiugong said was true, so he sighed deeply and said apologetically, "Jiugong, Wen Zhong is sorry."
Upon hearing this, Deng Jiugong smiled sadly.
Yin Hong shouted loudly, "I am Yin Hong, a disciple of Chi of Yunxiao Cave in Taihua Mountain. Who dares to challenge me?" As he spoke, he rode a cloud and rose into the void, looking down at Wen Zhong and the other five men with an imposing air.
Wen Zhong glanced at Lü Yue and the other three with a calm expression and said, "Fellow Daoists, what do you think?"
Yang Wenhui smiled faintly and said disdainfully, "Grand Tutor Wen, there's no need to worry. I'll go and take Yin Hong's life. He's just a mere early-stage Golden Immortal, and I can take him down in a few rounds." With that, he rode up a black cloud and flew away.
Enraged by these words, Yin Hong spat out his newly forged immortal sword and roared, "Where did this scoundrel come from, daring to speak so arrogantly?"
Yang Wenhui shouted in a deep voice, "Yin Hong, you brat, Yang Wenhui from Nine Dragons Island is here!" As he spoke, he commanded Yunduo to rush straight towards Yin Hong. The Plague Whip in his hand suddenly transformed into a size of several zhang, emitting a gray-black light that stretched for hundreds of zhang and blasted straight towards Yin Hong's crown chakra.
Enraged that Yang Wenhui underestimated him so much, Yin Hong suddenly unleashed a thick blue light from his immortal sword and engaged Yang Wenhui in battle. The sounds of clanging and clashing filled the air.
Seeing Yin Hong locked in battle with his third brother, Zhou Xin smiled sinisterly and secretly summoned his magic weapon, the Headache Bun. A massive amount of magical power surged into it, and instantly a gray-black sword beam, only an inch long, shot out, piercing through Yin Hong's protective immortal light and disappearing into Yin Hong's crown chakra.
Upon seeing the tiny gray light, Deng Chanyu exclaimed in alarm, "Senior Brother Yin Hong, be careful!" However, before Yin Hong could react, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and his magical power was immediately suppressed. The auspicious cloud beneath his feet vanished, and he plummeted straight to the ground.
Yang Jian leaped up, intending to catch Yin Hong, but before he could make a move, a huge gray-black python stretched up and tightly wrapped around Yin Hong. With a single slash of its sword, Yang Jian took Yin Hong's head, laughed loudly, descended from the black clouds, landed beside Wen Zhong, and handed over Yin Hong's head.
[5 The End of the Primordial Era: The Consecration of Gods]
160 chapters, 140? Divine Eye Annihilates Thunder? Mysterious Woman Appears in the World
Holding Yin Hong's severed head, Wen Zhong laughed loudly and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, what skill! What great power!" Then, his expression turned cold, and he coldly and ruthlessly shouted, "Guests from afar are honored. Since you have shown your skills, I, as the host, cannot hold back. If I step forward, who dares to fight?" With that, he clamped his legs around the Mo Qilin and stepped forward, his twin whips whipping wildly, accompanied by thunderous roars.
Lei Zhenzi gently flapped his Wind and Thunder Wings and flew into the void. Suddenly, golden light surged from his hands, and when the light dissipated, a golden staff appeared—Lei Zhenzi's divine weapon, the Golden Staff. With the divine weapon in hand, Lei Zhenzi's morale soared, and he coldly shouted, "Wen Zhong, Lei Zhenzi, disciple of Yun Zhongzi of Taoyuan Cave on Nine Immortal Mountain, has come to meet you!" As he spoke, he lightly flapped his left wing, and instantly a blue tornado shot out, swirling up a sky full of yellow sand, heading straight for Wen Zhong.
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