Chapter 26 The Twelve Golden Immortals Issue a Challenge

A hundred years is but a fleeting moment in the vast world of the Primordial Era.

However, for the Yuxu Palace on Kunlun Mountain, it was a period of earth-shaking transformation.

On this day, above the Kunlun Mountain range, the clouds and winds surged backward as purple energy arrived from the east, stretching for thirty thousand miles!

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Twelve consecutive, incomparably powerful auras that far exceeded the limits of a Taiyi Golden Immortal rose violently into the sky, like Vicious Beasts awakening from an eternal slumber!

In an instant, golden flowers fell from the heavens and golden lotuses gushed from deep within the earth.

Surges of vast and majestic Grand Unity Dao Fruit pressure condensed into substance, transforming into twelve sky-propping pillars of light that pierced through heaven and earth, sweeping across the Three Realms!

Throughout the entire Primordial world, countless great experts who were in secluded cultivation were all startled awake at this moment, looking toward Kunlun in horror.

"Twelve... Grand Unity auras!"

"It's the Chan Sect! The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect have actually all broken through to the Grand Unity realm on the same day?!"

"How unfair the Heavenly Dao is! The Nine-Revolution Golden Core actually has such a Heaven-Defying effect!"

Countless thoughts of amazement, jealousy, and wariness intertwined in the Void Realm.

Inside the Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat high upon his cloud bed, looking at the twelve Disciples standing below. A trace of a satisfied smile finally appeared on his face, which had been frozen for ages.

Chi Jingzi, Master Huanglong, Ju Liusun, Taiyi Zhenren...

The auras of the twelve were harmonious and their Daoist charms were naturally formed. Every gesture was surrounded by the power of Laws. Compared to a hundred years ago, they were as different as clouds and mud.

Standing at the very front was none other than Guangchengzi.

His Physical Body had long been reconstructed, and his cultivation had impressively reached the Early Stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

His Foundation was even more stable than that of his Junior Brothers.

He held the recovered heaven-turning seal. Deep within his eyes was an inextricable malice and cold Killing Intent.

A hundred years of secluded cultivation had not erased his shame; instead, it had made this hatred more mellow and lethal, like aged poisonous wine.

"Very good."

Yuanshi Tianzun's voice rang out, flat yet containing a majesty sufficient to freeze time and space.

He believed that the moment to wash away the disgrace had arrived.

But he did not directly order an attack on Jinao Island as everyone expected. A Saint had a Saint's methods.

With a flick of his finger, a golden Saint's decree slowly drifted down in front of Guangchengzi.

"Guangchengzi."

"Disciple is here!" Guangchengzi bowed, his voice resonant.

"Take this decree and lead your eleven Junior Brothers on a journey to the East Sea."

Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze was deep, as if piercing through endless time and space to land on that island shrouded in Immortal Qi.

"Issue a 'Dao Discussion Challenge' to the Jie Sect."

Guangchengzi took the decree. As his Divine Thought swept over it, his eyes instantly erupted with incredibly burning pleasure and cruelty.

What a Dao Discussion Challenge!

The content of the challenge was domineering to the extreme!

—The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect would set up a Daoist arena on the Three Immortals Island in the East Sea. Using a best-of-three system, they invited all Personal Disciples and Inner Sect Disciples of the Jie Sect to come for a "Dao Discussion"!

The losers would have to hand over an Innate Spirit Treasure that suppressed their Luck and admit on Three Immortals Island that they were inferior to their opponents.

How was this a Dao discussion?

This was clearly intended to tear off the Jie Sect's face and dignity together, throw them on the ground, and crush them ruthlessly underfoot!

The Chan Sect wanted to use the absolute strength of twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals to crush the Jie Sect's pride, the "Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court."

They wanted to tell all living beings in the Primordial world that the so-called elite Disciples of the Jie Sect were nothing more than a bunch of rabble before the orthodox Chan Sect!

"Disciple accepts the decree!"

Guangchengzi's voice trembled, not from fear, but from extreme excitement.

He could already see the scene of Gu Ziyuan, the Three Fairies, and all the Jie Sect Disciples kneeling before him, begging for mercy in despair!

"Go." Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand dismissively.

"Let the Primordial world see what is orthodox and what is... heterodox."

"We obey the Master's command!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals shouted in unison, their voices shaking the universe!

In the next moment, twelve golden rainbows spanning heaven and earth tore through the firmament like divine swords of heaven.

Carrying endless slaughter and arrogance, they surged majestically toward the shores of the East Sea!

Twelve newly ascended Grand Unity Golden Immortals moved out simultaneously. That pressure was like a deep abyss or a hell. Wherever they passed, seas of clouds collapsed and space trembled.

Countless living beings along the way prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering, not even having the courage to look up.

The news traveled even faster than the golden rainbows.

Like a level-twelve storm, it instantly swept through the entire Primordial world.

The gazes of all great experts focused simultaneously on the East Sea.

They knew that since the Great Tribulation of the Liches and Sorcerers, the largest-scale conflict between Saint sects in the Primordial world was about to break out!

...

Jinao Island, Biyou Palace.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt as if it were about to drip water.

Just moments ago, a golden scroll containing a Saint's decree had pierced through the protective immortal light of Jinao Island, hanging above Biyou Palace like a brilliant sun.

The incomparably domineering content of the challenge had already spread across the entire island without missing a single word.

Dead silence.

After a brief dead silence came a volcanic eruption!

"This is going too far!!"

An angry roar sounded from some corner, instantly igniting the fury of all Jie Sect Disciples.

"What kind of thing is the Chan Sect? How dare they make my Jie Sect submit?!"

"Are twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals so amazing? Our Jie Sect's ten thousand immortals are of one heart; we'll pile up and crush them to death!"

"Eldest Senior Brother! Give the order! We are willing to go to Three Immortals Island to fight to the death with those hypocrites of the Chan Sect! Until the blood runs dry, we will not stop!"

The crowd's passion was stirred, and Killing Intent surged to the skies.

Inside the main hall of Biyou Palace, the Personal Disciples like Daoist Duobao, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, and Holy Mother Wudang had expressions more solemn than the last.

They saw further than the ordinary Disciples.

This was an overt scheme.

An unavoidable overt scheme.

If they went, who on the Jie Sect's side besides Daoist Duobao could surely win against twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals? Once they lost, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If they didn't go, the Jie Sect's reputation of "Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court" would become the laughingstock of the Primordial world.

The Dao Hearts of all Disciples would be cast in shadow, and from then on, they would never be able to hold their heads high before the Chan Sect.

"What a Yuanshi Tianzun, what a vicious plot!" Golden Spirit Holy Mother gritted her silver teeth, her phoenix eyes full of frost.

Daoist Duobao knit his brows tightly and remained silent, but in his heart, he was rapidly deducing.

This situation was unsolvable.

Unless...

Just as the entire Jinao Island was enveloped by this fury and solemnity.

At the eastern cliff.

Gu Ziyuan still sat quietly in meditation, seemingly completely unaware of everything in the outside world.

The sea breeze blew against his green robes, and the chessboard before him was empty.

It wasn't until the light of the golden decree reflected on his face that he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were as calm as an ancient well, so deep they seemed to reflect the birth and death of all the stars in the heavens.

He showed no anger, no solemnity, and not even a shred of surprise.

It was as if he had been waiting here for a hundred years.

"Finally here..."

He whispered to himself, his voice so soft only the wind could hear.

"Twelve, not one more, not one less. It seems the pieces for my game have delivered themselves to my door."

He slowly rose and looked toward Biyou Palace, a meaningful curve hooking the corner of his mouth.

"It's time... to go collect a few Magic Treasures."