Chapter 129 The Patriarch Appears Before Us!

Jiang Chen pinched a seal with his fingertips, and a blazing red Dharma Seal emerged from the top of his head, flying into the sky, spreading boundless divine charm.

Thunderclouds rolled across the sky and earth; this phenomenon of the Yellow Heaven and Black Earth was tottering, and crimson divine light poured through the dome, projecting from above that Yellow Heaven.

The Zhenwu divine charm upon this divine light was undoubtedly revealed.

The Zhenwu divine charm showered down upon Jiang Chen, as if he were draped in a layer of red clouds.

Behind him, a majestic figure stepping on a mysterious turtle and holding a demon-slaying sword appeared faintly, and gradually, the two figures merged into one!

Zhang Daoling's expression had changed drastically at this moment; his spirit, under such divine charm, was also somewhat uncontrollable.

A magnificent purple-gold Talisman emerged from his body, the Ancestral Master's divine charm venting without reservation, proclaiming his status as the Ancestral Master of the Way of the Celestial Masters.

However, although Zhang Daoling was the Ancestral Master of the Way of the Celestial Masters, when other major Daoist lineages were established, they all benefited from the Dharma Seal received by Zhang Daoling.

Therefore, under such divine charm, Disciples of any Daoist lineage must respectfully address him as Ancestral Master.

This was also the reason why Jiang Chen had previously addressed him as Ancestral Master.

But at this moment, this magnificent and heavenly Ancestral Master Dharma Seal, when facing Jiang Chen's crimson Dharma Seal, actually faintly showed signs of awe and submission!

"Ancestral Master, Emperor Zhenwu is my sect's patron. He opened a new path outside the Orthodoxy of the Alliance of Power, bestowed upon me a Dharma Seal, and granted me the 'Scripture Registry of Three Pure Ones, Ziwei, and Zhenwu Supreme Dharma Lord'."

Zhang Daoling's phantom had a subtle expression, his gums itching, of course, if he had any teeth.

At this moment, he only felt that his mouth was loose; why did he have to ask that?

If he were a physical entity right now, he would definitely give himself two big slaps for talking too much.

Now it's great; originally he was to be treated as a Fellow Daoist and a junior, but now he has to be treated like an ancestor.

He could already see that Jiang Chen's Dharma Seal was not in the system of the Orthodoxy of the Alliance of Power that he had passed down.

Instead, it opened a new heaven, formed its own system, was personally bestowed by Emperor Zhenwu, and obtained the Supreme Dharma Lord Scripture Registry.

It was equivalent to opening a new lineage, becoming the ancestor of a lineage himself.

Traced back from the sources of various Daoist lineages, it could be said that he, Zhang Daoling, could also be considered a junior Disciple of Emperor Zhenwu.

He could almost be considered a peer to Jiang Chen, but then again, in terms of closeness, he, Zhang Daoling, had also studied under Zhenwu, so what did this count as?

"Shall we each count our own generation? You call me Ancestral Master, and I call you Ancestral Master?"

Although Zhang Daoling's expression was bitter, his movements did not hesitate at all; he performed a cupped-fist salute toward Jiang Chen and bowed deeply.

"Unaware that the Ancestral Master was in person, Disciple Zhang Daoling pays respects to the Ancestral Master."

Jiang Chen had a flash of inspiration; he did not dodge, but stood his ground and calmly accepted the bow.

When the crimson Talisman light from the dome returned to his inner landscape and all the strange phenomena disappeared, he returned the salute.

"Disciple Jiang Chen pays respects to the Ancestral Master."

Crack, crack!

Just at this moment, the phenomenon of the Yellow Heaven and Black Earth seemed unable to hold up any longer.

Cracks appeared densely like tortoise shells, and finally, like a mirror falling to the ground, it shattered completely. The daylight from outside shone in, and the world returned to its original state.

At this moment, Zhang Huaiyi and his nephew also suddenly felt the phenomenon of the Yellow Heaven and Black Earth disappear, and the world became clear again.

"Great! It must be the Ancestral Master manifesting his holiness to eliminate the traitor Jiang!" Zhang Gaoxian could not help but be excited, and he hurriedly looked in the direction of Zhang Huaiyi.

Zhang Huaiyi smiled indifferently, although this situation was something even he had not expected.

A single Talisman could actually summon Ancestral Master Zhang Daoling, and its heavenly power was unfathomable and peerless.

But now, it could be said to be the best situation.

Jiang Chen was killed, which was entirely his own fault, as everyone present saw.

It was Jiang Chen who ambushed me first; I, being an elder, did not use my full strength and was careless for a moment, allowing him to succeed.

It was the Ancestral Master's protective Talisman that activated on its own, displaying its Divine Might.

In this way, no matter what, Grand Master Sima Chengzhen could not hold me and the others accountable.

One could only blame Jiang Chen for being too arrogant and disrespectful to his elders!

It was just a pity that the Ancestral Master's heavenly power had obscured the spirits of everyone present, preventing me from seeing the scene of Jiang Chen being killed, which was truly regrettable.

"Daoist Priest Jiang..." Jianzhen also escaped from the phenomenon of the Yellow Heaven and Black Earth, feeling some anger and sorrow.

His thoughts were not much different from Zhang Huaiyi's; facing such heavenly power, Jiang Chen probably had no hope of survival.

"Daoist Priest Jiang, since you died for the sake of eliminating the traitor, I will definitely complete the unfinished business you left behind!" Jianzhen's eyes were full of determination.

But when he turned his head, the determination in his eyes turned into shock and disbelief, then gradually into wild joy, and then into astonishment again.

"Daoist Priest Jiang, you are still alive?"

Because he couldn't quite understand the scene before him.

Jiang Chen clasped his fists and bowed, performing the Disciple's salute to the phantom of Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling did not kill Jiang Chen, which made sense; Zhang Daoling himself was a highly respected Ancestral Master of the Daoist sect, how could he harm someone because of the private grievances of one or two Disciples?

But Zhang Daoling also clasped his fists and bowed, returning the salute to Jiang Chen; why was this?

Jianzhen felt for a moment that his brain capacity was a bit low and was about to crash.

At this moment, Zhang Huaiyi and Zhang Gaoxian also saw this extremely shocking scene, their eyes wide open, unable to close their mouths.

"This, this, the Ancestral Master actually performed a deep obeisance to Jiang Chen? Impossible, absolutely impossible, I must be seeing things!" Zhang Gaoxian muttered to himself.

"Junior Martial Uncle, do you think there is a possibility that he is not the Ancestral Master?"

But this remark from Zhang Gaoxian brought a scolding from Zhang Huaiyi.

"Shut up! Our various Talismans are all bestowed by the Ancestral Master; can't you tell whether he is the Ancestral Master or not!"

Zhang Gaoxian shut his mouth, because his own Talismans naturally had a sense of reverence when facing the phantom of this Daoist, like a child seeing its mother.

He understood that this Daoist was indeed their Ancestral Master, Zhang Daoling.

But what on earth was this scene?

Zhang Huaiyi was also in disbelief, but he understood even more what their fate would be in a while.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision, and then opened his eyes.

"Gaoxian, just now, targeting Jiang Chen and disrupting the rain prayer, everything was my doing alone. You just need to sincerely repent and push everything onto me."

"Junior Martial Uncle!" Zhang Gaoxian looked shocked and somewhat moved.

"What kind of person do you think I am, Junior Martial Uncle? How could you!"

Zhang Huaiyi felt a bit gratified and a bit guilty; he had taken such good care of him, and he still knew how to be grateful.

But the next moment, Zhang Huaiyi's face couldn't help but twitch.

"Rest assured, Junior Martial Uncle, after you die, I will take care of your wife; you have nothing to worry about!"

"..."

Fine, fine, fine. He had a little guilt just now, but now he has none at all.

"Good nephew, Junior Martial Uncle did not dote on you in vain." Zhang Huaiyi said this through gritted teeth.