Chisongzi led his army deep into the heart of the alliance tribes. Houtu Niangniang could not stand idly by and summoned Dijun and Zhurong to discuss strategies for defending against the enemy.
Since Chisongzi led a main force of nearly a million men, all of whom were elite troops, they certainly dared not underestimate him.
So, the two sides then organized a million-strong army, led by the Goddess Houtu herself, to meet them.
Not long after, the two sides met at a place called Tianzhu Mountain.
Both sides found a clean water source and set up camp nearby. After resting for a night and having breakfast, Houtu Niangniang sent someone to deliver a declaration of war.
Chisongzi led a group of generals and mustered tens of thousands of troops to charge out of the camp.
As for Guzhu and Tianyi Zhenjun, they had already left the camp.
After all, this is a great calamity, and they should not linger in the mortal world for long. Otherwise, once they are entangled by the calamity's aura, they may be trapped in the calamity and unable to escape.
Before a cultivator attains the Primordial Chaos Realm, the two things they fear most are cause and effect and calamity.
No matter how complex the cause and effect, there is always a possibility of resolution.
However, once caught in a calamity, even if a Primordial Saint personally intervenes, he may not be able to save or elevate them.
The reason why Houtu Niangniang and others were not as afraid of calamities as Tianyi Zhenjun and others.
It is only because they caused this calamity that they could not avoid it, and instead had to personally intervene to bring about its devastation...
The two sides met on a flat meadow at the foot of the mountain. When Chisongzi saw the other side's lineup, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
The first one is Houtu Niangniang sitting on the back of a Qilin, with Xuanming Niangniang on her left and Kunpeng Laozu on her right.
Behind them followed three powerful beings: Jumang, Qiangliang, and Xizi.
Beside the three, more than a dozen demon sages stood behind the Kunpeng Ancestor.
Any one of these people would be enough to give Chisongzi a headache, and now that they've gathered in droves, how could he not feel his scalp tingling?
Next, he could only hope that Hu Le in the rear could send him some capable assistants in time to deal with these people.
"Elder Chishongzi! It's been a long time!"
Houtu Niangniang spoke first.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Chisongzi, seated atop the nine-colored deer, bowed slightly in greeting.
Houtu Niangniang nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are, after all, a great elder of the human race. In the past, you followed His Majesty Jiutou Shi across the prehistoric world. How prestigious you were!"
Why should we grovel before that junior Xuanxiang now?
Why not surrender to us now and join forces with us to dethrone that Xuanxiang brat from the throne of the Human Emperor?
Chisongzi remained unmoved. “Your Majesty, you are mistaken. Although His Majesty Dongxuan has not cultivated for as long as you and I, he is still a disciple of Lady Jinde and a direct descendant of the Human Emperor. His succession to the Human Emperor’s throne is rightful and legitimate.”
On the contrary, fellow Daoists, as veteran ministers of the Emperor, not only showed disrespect to the Emperor, but also raised troops to commit acts of rebellion and treason. This is the greatest crime.
"If you can now repent and lay down your resistance, obediently returning with me to pay homage to His Majesty the Human Emperor, I will surely speak well of you before him and beg him to show mercy and forgive your sins."
"Tsk tsk! You old man, you're utterly ungrateful! We were trying to give you a way out, but instead of appreciating it, you're trying to persuade us!" Xi Zi shook his head repeatedly, his face showing a look of disappointment at his son's lack of ambition...
Chisongzi smiled gently upon hearing this.
We're all in the midst of a calamity; it's all about stopping the killing with killing. What's the point of empty talk?
"Chisongzi! Since you are so stubborn, don't blame Grandpa Qiangliang for being impolite to you. You'd better give me your life!"
Qiangliang, who also had a fiery temper, leaped out with his big stick raised high, aiming at Chishongzi.
Chishongzi was well aware of Qiangliang's strength; even if he sent Changxian and the others to meet the enemy, it would only be a pointless death.
So he reached out and grabbed at the air, and a Kan-Gen-Kun flag appeared in his palm. He shook it, and the flag unfurled, releasing a myriad of rays of light.
Qiang Liang's leaping figure was slowed down by the rosy light.
Chisongzi then drew his sword from his waist and slashed out, unleashing a dazzling sword light in mid-air.
Seeing the sword light was exceptionally sharp, Qiang Liang dared not be careless and swung his large club to smash it against the sword light.
With a snap, the sword light shattered.
Qiangliang was also sent flying backwards in a somersault.
"Good old man! You do have some supernatural abilities!"
After stabilizing himself, Qiang Liang roared, took a deep breath, and his body suddenly expanded, transforming into a majestic deity. He raised his hand and summoned a towering peak, which he then smashed down on Chi Songzi.
Seeing this, Chisongzi dared not underestimate him.
As the mountain collapsed, he was not afraid, but the soldiers behind him could not withstand it.
"Qiangliang, you heartless brat! Aren't you afraid of being burdened with sins?"
Chisongzi let out a cold shout and raised the Kan-Gen-Kun Banner once again.
Cultivators like them generally do not attack ordinary people.
It's not that they are compassionate; they simply don't want to diminish their own merits.
If ordinary people commit excessive killing, they will inevitably be burdened with sins and bring misfortune upon themselves.
Of course, if the other party's fate is sealed, then it's a different story. Killing them will not only avoid karmic retribution, but will also bring a certain amount of merit...
The Kan-Gen-Kun Banner emitted a beam of light that shot into the sky, causing the towering mountain peak to shake violently and preventing it from falling.
After holding the mountain peak in place, Chisongzi pointed his finger, and the mountain peak flew back to its original position.
When Qiangliang's first move failed, he immediately raised his huge foot and stomped down hard on the spot where Chishongzi was.
Chisongzi continued to shake the Kan-Gen-Kun Banner, releasing a beam of light that struck Qiangliang's feet.
Qiangliang's foot, which had been landing, suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"Qiangliang! Stop being so violent!"
Just then, a cold shout came from beyond the sky, and the Immortal Yuanfu was seen flying in on auspicious clouds.
He flicked his whisk from afar, and countless strands of dust fell down, like a vast net that blotted out the sky and wrapped around Qiang Liang.
"Yuanfu, you old bastard! How dare you venture into this calamity? Aren't you afraid you won't return alive?"
With a loud shout, Qiang Liang's large stick suddenly transformed into a pillar, which he slammed down against the descending net of dust.
Boom!
The two magical artifacts collided, producing a deafening explosion.
The thousands of strands of dust scattered in all directions, and the big stick in Qiang Liang's hand stopped in place, unable to move forward even an inch.
"Qiangliang, if you have the guts, come to the heavens and fight this old man!"
Immortal Yuanfu stood on the clouds, challenging him to a duel.
"Do you think I, Qiangliang, am afraid of you?!"
With a cold laugh, Qiang Liang leaped into the air above Immortal Yuanfu and swung his large club at him.
In an instant, it was as if the pillars of heaven had tilted, the sky had collapsed, and the endless void had been shattered...
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