Chapter 30 One Child Shocks the Golden Immortal, the Western Sect Covets

That pitch-black chess piece expanded rapidly in Guangchengzi's pupils.

It wasn't large; in fact, it could be called tiny.

But what it contained was the power of the entire Zhou Tian Xing Dou Chess Array, the suppressing Dao Rhyme of the Mountains and Rivers Society Chessboard, and even more so, the purest and most primitive replication and transcendence of the heaven-turning seal's Laws!

A power known as "Rules" pinned Guangchengzi firmly to the spot.

He watched helplessly as death descended, yet he was deprived of even the authority to let his Primordial Spirit tremble.

"No!!!"

A shrill roar, distorted with agony, finally broke through the shackles of the rules and exploded from deep within Guangchengzi's throat.

He wanted to recall the heaven-turning seal that was smashing toward Gu Ziyuan's main body for defense, and even thought of detonating this innate supreme treasure to perish together with the enemy.

But it was too late.

Gu Ziyuan's voice, like a cold wind blowing from the depths of the Nine Serenities, echoed coldly and clearly in every corner of the chess array.

"A move played is a move stayed; there is no regret."

Boom!!!

The pitch-black chess piece had no earth-shattering light effects or world-destroying energy fluctuations.

It merely pressed down gently onto the crown of Guangchengzi's head.

Crack—!

Like a piece of fine porcelain being struck by an iron hammer, a crisp sound of shattering echoed through everyone's Primordial Spirits.

The protective immortal light on the surface of Guangchengzi's body, condensed from the Laws of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, shattered at the sound like it was made of paper!

Next was his Physical Body, which had only recently recovered.

Hideous cracks began from the top of his head and instantly spread across his entire body like a spiderweb!

Pfft—!

A mouthful of Golden Immortal blood, containing his Origin Dao Foundation, sprayed out wildly, turning into a brilliant golden rain in the dead silence of the starry sky.

Guangchengzi's aura plummeted at an avalanche-like speed.

His Primordial Spirit shook violently, cracks appeared on his Dao Foundation, and the brilliance in his eyes...

...completely dimmed at this moment, leaving only endless fear and bewilderment.

A single move suppressed a Golden Immortal!

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother Guangchengzi!"

The other Eleven Golden Immortals were so terrified their Souls Flew Away and Spirits Scattered.

Their Eldest Senior Brother, the face of the Chan Sect, the one holding the number one Acquired merit supreme treasure, Guangchengzi...

...was just like that... crippled in one move by a Profound Immortal?!

This subversive cognitive shock caused their Dao Hearts to instantly falter.

And this momentary lapse of concentration was fatal within Gu Ziyuan's chess array!

"The endgame."

Gu Ziyuan's indifferent voice rang out once more.

The two figures produced by One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones saw their pressure drastically reduce the moment Guangchengzi was suppressed.

One figure, holding the sea-fixing divine needle, suddenly struck down, channeling the power of ten thousand acres of starlight.

It transformed into a chain of order spanning across the Universe, sweeping away all the protective Magic Treasures of the six Golden Immortals, including Taiyi Zhenren and Master Yuding!

The other figure merged into the chessboard, hands forming hand seals.

Buzz!

The operation speed of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Chess Array suddenly accelerated tenfold!

The starlight, which was originally just a sharp strangulation, now transformed into three hundred and sixty-five astral cages, closing in sharply from all directions!

"Ah!"

"No!"

Screams of agony rose one after another.

Magic Treasures were knocked away, immortal light was ground down, and Dao bodies were pierced through...

In just a few short breaths, the other Eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect followed in Guangchengzi's footsteps.

Each was drenched in immortal blood with a withered aura, bound tightly by starlight chains containing the rules of the Way of Chess.

Rattle...

The starry sky dissipated, and the Universe vanished.

Three Immortals Island returned to its mist-shrouded appearance; the sea breeze remained, and the sunlight remained.

It was as if the earth-shattering battle just now was merely a dream.

However, the twelve wretched figures on the island silently spoke of the cruelty of reality.

Guangchengzi, Chi Jingzi, Taiyi Zhenren...

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, not one more, not one less, were all bound by the chains of Law.

With disheveled hair and their magic power sealed, they knelt on the ground like a string of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Opposite them, Gu Ziyuan stood in his green robes, hands behind his back.

The eight Jie Sect Disciples, including Duobao and the San Xiao sisters, although somewhat pale and having consumed a great deal of magic power...

...their eyes were frighteningly bright, and there wasn't even a single wrinkle on their clothes.

Nine against twelve Grand Unities.

A complete victory!

At this moment, the entire Great Desolation fell into a deathly silence.

All the mighty figures secretly spying on this battle, whether it was the Demon Revered Master Kunpeng or the Blood Sea Ancestor Styx...

...or Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, were all as if struck by a body-fixing spell; their Divine Thoughts frozen, unable to speak for a long time.

They won?

The Jie Sect... won just like that?

A Profound Immortal, leading eight Taiyi Immortals, completely wiped out twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals who had taken Nine-Revolution Golden Cores?

This... even storytellers wouldn't dare make this up!

Gu Ziyuan ignored those shocked gazes. He walked slowly to Guangchengzi, whose face was ashen and who was trembling with humiliation. He looked down from above and spoke plainly.

"The bet must now be fulfilled."

Guangchengzi suddenly looked up, his eyes blood-red, staring fixedly at Gu Ziyuan, his teeth grinding together audibly.

To have him lead his eleven Junior Brothers to kneel three times and kowtow nine times toward Jinao Island, admitting that the Jie Sect's lineage was the orthodox Xuanmen Sect?

This was more painful than killing him!

"Don't... even think about it!"

"Is that so?" The corners of Gu Ziyuan's mouth curved slightly as he snapped his fingers.

The chains of Law binding the Twelve Golden Immortals suddenly tightened. The suppressing power originating from the chessboard pierced into their Primordial Spirits like billions of steel needles!

"Ah—!"

Even with the firm Dao Hearts of the Twelve Golden Immortals, they couldn't help but let out roars of pain.

"My Jie Sect has always convinced people with virtue."

Gu Ziyuan's voice remained gentle.

"But if you don't follow the rules, I don't mind using physical means to help you maintain your dignity."

Chi Jingzi and the others looked as pale as death.

The situation was stronger than the people.

If they didn't fulfill the bet today, the twelve of them probably wouldn't even be able to leave the East Sea alive.

The Chan Sect's face had already been completely lost.

But if they could preserve their lives, with the help of their Revered Master, the Saint, in the future, it might not be impossible to regain their honor one day.

Guangchengzi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only endless humiliation and dead silence remained.

He turned around with difficulty toward Jinao Island, preparing to bend those knees that had been proud for countless kalpas.

However, just at this moment.

A peaceful yet slightly eerie Buddha light came from the distant western horizon, arriving in an instant and enveloping the entire Three Immortals Island.

A gentle voice, seemingly carrying a compassion that urged people toward goodness, rang in everyone's hearts:

"Amitabha. Fellow Daoist, where you can let someone off, let them off. It is better to resolve an enmity than to keep it. Why not let this matter end here and form a good affinity?"

As the words fell, in the places where the Buddha light shone, the chains of Law binding the Twelve Golden Immortals...

...actually emitted a "sizzling" sound and began to become illusory, as if they would be purified and dissolved at any moment!

The expressions of the Jie Sect crowd changed drastically.

Gu Ziyuan suddenly looked up, his gaze like lightning, looking toward the west.

His Mountains and Rivers Society Chessboard emitted unprecedented humming and alarms at this moment!

[Warning! Saint-level power intervention detected!]

[Warning! An unknown player has forcibly entered the game and is tampering with the Karma lines of the chess array!]

[Host, please clear the interference immediately, otherwise the Foundation of the chess array will be damaged, and the Jie Sect's Luck will suffer irreversible damage!]

...

Meanwhile, within the endless Chaos beyond the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Earth, fire, water, and wind raged, and the turbulence of time and space ran rampant.

Two figures that reached from heaven to earth were in a standoff.

One person was surrounded by crisscrossing Sword Qi, with the four killing Sword Intents of Zhu, Lu, Xian, and Jue crushing hundreds of millions of miles of Chaos into powder.

It was precisely Tongtian Jiaozhu.

The other person held the Three-Jeweled Jade Ruyi, with the Auspicious Clouds of Celebration hanging high behind his head, impervious to all techniques, possessing peerless majesty.

It was precisely Yuanshi Tianzun!

"Tongtian! Do you truly intend to completely break ties with me for the sake of an Outer Sect Disciple?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was as dark as water, his anger erupting.

"Yuanshi, stop talking nonsense!" Tongtian Jiaozhu did not yield in the slightest, his Sword Intent pointing directly at the other.

"Your Chan Sect sent twelve Grand Unities to bully my one Profound Immortal Disciple; do you have no shame? Since you couldn't win, you want to use the big to bully the small? With me here today, don't even think about touching a single hair on his head!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Yuanshi Tianzun laughed out of extreme anger. "Since you are so obstinate, then don't blame me! Fellow Daoist Zhunti, why haven't you acted yet? What are you waiting for!"

As soon as he finished speaking, golden light erupted from the Chaos behind him, and a Saintly figure with a solemn appearance appeared.

Holding the Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree, the Saintly figure emerged and smiled while bowing to Tongtian Jiaozhu.

"Brother Tongtian, I hope you have been well since we last met."

It was precisely one of the two Saints of the Western Sect, Saint Zhunti!

Tongtian Jiaozhu's pupils constricted.

He hadn't expected that to deal with him, Yuanshi would actually invite someone from the Western Sect!

And on the shore of the East Sea, on Three Immortals Island.

Gu Ziyuan's heart tightened.

He understood.

It wasn't that his Revered Master didn't protect his own, but that his Revered Master had already been stalled outside the Chaos by Yuanshi Tianzun, who had even allied with outsiders!

Today's chess game, from the very beginning, was not just a fight between Disciples.

It was a game between Saints!

And he himself was the most crucial piece on that chessboard!

"Good affinity?"

Gu Ziyuan slowly raised his head, looking at the western sky where the Buddha light descended, a cold, mocking sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"The good affinity of my Jie Sect... is your Western Sect even worthy of forming?"

"You want to change the rules on my, Gu Ziyuan's, chessboard?"

"Even a Saint won't do!"