On the other side, within the Huang family's ancestral land.
As time went on, Huang Zuo gradually became no match for the three of them: Lang Bei and Donkey Ancestor.
These three patriarchs of the Outer Eight Schools exuded a strange aura, clearly different from the strange aura of our traditional Divine Land.
Seeing this, Huang Zuo's wife quickly joined the fight to help her husband.
Once he caught his breath, Huang Zuo dared to speak out, "You...you actually betrayed us?"
"You actually worship barbarian gods?!"
"To gain power, they're even disowning their own ancestors?!"
Faced with Huang Zuo's questioning, Donkey Ancestor chuckled coldly.
"Huang Zuo, isn't all of this forced upon you five immortal families?"
"You have suppressed the Eight Outer Schools for thousands of years, and now that you have the Master as your backer, are we destined to never rise again!"
"Honestly, if you were in my shoes, what would you do?!"
The answer to the Donkey Ancestor was not Huang Zuo, but a thunderous roar that swept across the sky.
Amidst the thunder, Hui Wuming, the patriarch of the Hui family, descended from the sky, like a god descending to earth.
"If it were me, Hui, I would rather die than be a person who forgets his ancestors!"
"You say we, the five great immortal families, are suppressing you? How are we suppressing you?"
"Why do people only believe us and not you? Don't you know the answer in your hearts?"
"I'm talking about you, Donkey Ancestor, aren't I? Every time you help someone settle a matter, you need a young girl to serve you."
"What good girl would want to be ruined by a stupid donkey like you?!"
Donkey Ancestor was speechless after being asked by Gray Sixth Master, and angrily rushed over with a "uh-huh" sound.
Sixth Master clearly looked down on such things, and with a wave of his hand, he gathered up a sky full of lightning, which he then transformed into a giant fist and slammed it down.
"roll!"
With a deafening roar of thunder, Donkey Ancestor let out a miserable cry and was sent flying.
Although she barely managed to avoid falling, she was still shivering from the electric shock.
That looked like an epileptic seizure.
"No, no wonder he is the Thunder God of Wrath! He's incredibly powerful!"
Seeing this, Langbei dared not continue to entangle with Huang Zuo and his wife, and ran to Donkey Ancestor's side to stand ready.
Looking at the three nervous-looking people, Gray Sixth Master sneered.
"The three of you are not enough. Let that barbarian hairy god come out!"
"Are you looking for me, the shaman from Middle-earth?"
As the sound rang out, a foreign deity appeared out of thin air.
He was holding a Bible in his hand and carrying a huge cross on his back.
This deity looks almost exactly like Jesus, except that his skin is black.
Upon seeing this, the head of the Hui family, Master Hui Liu, immediately became cautious: "Black Jesus, the God of Luzon!"
At this point in the writing, I'd like to give a special explanation of the origin of the Black Jesus.
While Jesus is typically depicted as white in churches around the world, there is a very famous "Black Jesus" statue in the Philippines.
Every year on January 9th, believers carry this statue of Jesus through Manila, making it one of the world's biggest Catholic holidays.
According to church records, a Spanish fleet set sail from Mexico and crossed the ocean to the Philippines.
One of the priests brought an ivory statue of Jesus onto the ship.
Unexpectedly, the ship caught fire en route, and the fire destroyed everything on board, but the statues were completely intact, only blackened by the smoke.
Upon arriving in the Philippines, the missionaries and believers were amazed, believing that Jesus had miraculously protected the idol.
So the artisans simply painted the statue black and enshrined it in the church, hence the name "Black Jesus," which has been around for over 400 years.
This life-size black Jesus statue is depicted wearing thorns on his head, dressed in a purple robe, carrying a large cross on his right shoulder, and displaying a pained expression.
In the 19th century, Pope Pope VII issued a decree to forgive the sins of all believers who confessed to the Black Jesus and to bless them.
Looking at the black Jesus in front of them, Huang Zuo and his wife sneered.
"So that's why the scoundrel and the old lecherous donkey suddenly became so powerful! They were borrowing your strength!"
The Black Jesus turned the pages of the Bible in his hand, his voice carrying a strange melody.
"Those who believe in me will have eternal life. The gates of heaven are always open to every soul who truly repents. Amen."
Seeing the other party's condescending attitude, Huang Zuo's wife immediately became angry.
"Old man, what's the point of following the barbarian god? Let's beat him up!"
"Alright!" Huang Zuo didn't stand on ceremony and agreed, then took his long pipe and tapped it on the head of Black Jesus.
"Believing in you grants eternal life? In my opinion, if you believed in you, you'd be so fooled that you wouldn't even have enough underwear to wear!"
Seeing Huang Zuo attack him, Black Jesus was not in a hurry and continued to speak in the tone typical of a charlatan.
"Lost sheep, may you soon turn to my Lord."
"May your soul be redeemed, and may the glory of heaven be with you."
As they spoke, the cross that Black Jesus was carrying flew up and fell heavily towards Huang Zuo.
With a snap, the large opium pipe in Huang Zuo's hand was instantly broken, and the cross continued to fall with undiminished force.
Seeing this, Huang Zuo's wife rushed over to help, and with their combined efforts, they managed to slow down the descent.
Black Jesus remained unhurried, casually flipping through the Bible in his hands.
“If any one of you does good, he or she will be saved; but if any one of you sins, he or she will be condemned.”
"God is fair, and His glory will eventually illuminate every corner of the world."
Seeing that Huang Zuo and his wife were no match for the other party, Master Hui immediately took to the air.
The Thunder Sword was raised high and brought down heavily towards Black Jesus.
"God of another race, put away your hypocritical face!"
"Your tricks might fool the Western barbarians, but your so-called glory can't even illuminate a public toilet in our land!"
Faced with this wrathful immortal, Black Jesus finally took him seriously.
They removed the cross that had been pressing down on the elderly couple and faced Gray Six's thunderous sword.
However, he didn't stop talking and continued reciting passages from the Bible.
“You should know that the Lord has not sent me to condemn you, but to save you from your sins, and to make you repent, be forgiven, and become a child of God.”
With a deafening roar, Gray Sixth Master's Thunder Sword transformed into a sky full of lightning.
The enormous cross was returned to the back of the Black Jesus.
Through the exchange just now, both sides have gained a general assessment of each other's strength.
Gray Sixth Master sneered, raising his right arm to gather lightning.
"Heh heh heh, you just said you'd save me? And make me repent?"
"Are you worthy?!"
"Such blatant arrogance deserves to die!"
After he finished speaking, the thunderbolts transformed into a giant Xuanhua axe, which slammed down heavily on Black Jesus.
Black Jesus dared not be negligent and once again raised the huge cross high.
"Kindness is God's arrangement. No matter what bad things you do or what mistakes you make, God will forgive you and grant you eternal life."
While Gray Sixth Master and Black Jesus were locked in combat, Huang Zuo's wife, who had just suffered a loss, shouted.
"Let's not stand idly by, let's beat those three traitors up!"
"I refuse to believe that if we can't beat that black kid, we can't beat the three of them!!"
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