Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends-Chapter 931 - 849: Jin Chanzi Breaks Free

Aoguang cried out in grievance, "Elder brother, I am truly wronged!"

He straightened himself with effort, pounded his chest, and solemnly declared, "I, Aoguang, have a heart of passion, and had once poured out immense heroism in the Primordial World.

What about the war between the Witch Demons? It shattered the sky vault and toppled Heaven Pillar; I equally dared to risk life and limb to save the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures of the Primordial World.

What about the war between the Human Clan and the Dragon Clan? The great battle between humans and dragons saw the very fabric of heaven and earth challenged; I, Aoguang, with the strength of one, defied my father king, led the Dragon Clan to quell the rebellion, and forged an alliance with the Human Clan.

What of the monstrous floods? I, Aoguang, led the Four Seas Dragon Clan to guide the waterways and single-handedly suppressed the Earth Core, saving the Primordial World from its watery peril.

I, Aoguang, possess an impassioned spirit, ready to shed blood for the peace of the Three Realms, facing death without regret a thousand times!"

"Then go, if you must!"

Aoguang’s righteous aura faltered, and he sorrowfully said, "I would love to wage war against the Demon Clan, but the Heavenly Emperor does not allow me~

Your Majesty commanded that the Heavenly Gods were to confront the Demon Clan, while maintaining stability in the Earth Immortal Realm was left to the Earth Deities, prohibiting us from ascending to heaven.

It may seem like I’m indulging in drink and pleasure, but in reality, I am drowning my sorrows in alcohol, praying for all in the Heavenly Court."

Bai Jin stepped forward, patting Aoguang on the shoulder, and remarked with emotion, "You are now a fitting Dragon King, fully inheriting your father’s legacy."

Aoguang’s demeanor shifted, and with a gleeful grin, he replied, "Thank you for the compliment, elder brother."

Bai Jin leisurely found a place to sit.

Aoguang also casually pulled a chair over, sat beside Bai Jin, and curiously asked, "Elder brother, now that there is tumult in the Three Realms, how is it you have the time to visit me here?"

"The Spiritual Mountain is occupied by Buddha Ancestor Wutian, and the Heavenly Court is seized by Kui Gang; I have nowhere else to go~ which is why I’ve come seeking your aid."

Aoguang immediately pounded his chest, exclaiming, "Elder brother, speaking those words is like a slap to my face; as long as I am the East Sea Dragon King, beneath the surface of the East Sea is yours."

"Big brother’s arrival makes the Dragon Palace truly shine!" A soft laugh came from outside.

Two teams of Dragon Palace maids, holding baskets of flowers and fluttering fan faces, gracefully arrived before the Crystal Palace. Among the maids, two women approached; leading was the East Sea Dragon Mother, elegant and dignified, followed one step behind by the East Sea Princess, Deng Chanyu.

The Dragon Mother stepped into the great hall, performed a respectful bow, and said, "Greetings, elder brother!"

Deng Chanyu also immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, uncle!"

Bai Jin nodded slightly, smiling as he said, "I’ll have to trouble you for a while, sister-in-law."

The Dragon Mother rose and smiled, saying, "It’s a blessing for the Dragon Palace that elder brother can come; ever since elder brother ascended to the Heavenly Court, the East Sea has lost its former clamor, and we’ve been quite bored. Now that elder brother’s here, all is well."

Aoguang laughed heartily and said, "Chan Yu, go instruct them to prepare food and drink; today I will not rest until I’m drunk with elder brother."

"Alright!" Deng Chanyu immediately turned and walked briskly outside.

...

In the Western Continent of the Earth Immortal Realm, among the mountains, there lay a particularly unusual mountain—nothing grows upon it, no life resides, as if it were a mountain of death.

Atop the mountain, a straw hut had been built; Jiang Ziya sat cross-legged before it, absorbing the morning purple energy toward the east.

"Hoo~" Jiang Ziya let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and sighed mournfully, "Another year has passed—it’s been five hundred years, when will my altar return!" Gently caressing the mountaintop, he murmured, "My God and Demon Altar, how have you become a mere mountain?"

Rumble~ The mountain suddenly began to tremble, crackle~ the mountain’s body became riddled with cracks, from which beams of white light burst forth.

"God and Demon Altar!" Jiang Ziya exclaimed in delight, soaring instantly skyward, standing atop the cloud head, and staring ardently at the mountain below.

Boom~ The entire mountain shattered, fragments scattering.

"Zhii~la~~" A shrill cicada cry echoed, reverberating across the Three Realms.

Jin Chanzi emerged from the swirling dust, with a Buddha Wheel behind him, his face cold as frost.

"My altar!" Jiang Ziya shouted joyfully, immediately rushing downwards.

A flash of cold light in Jin Chanzi’s eyes, filled with rage and murder; it was all your fault I was suppressed for five hundred years. He raised his hand and unleashed a golden glittering Buddha’s hand that shot upward.

Jiang Ziya exclaimed mightily, "Sky Flipping Seal!" A Big Seal appeared in his hand, which he hurled furiously upwards.

Boom~

The Sky Flipping Seal crumbled beneath the Buddha Hand, fragments flying in all directions.

"Yin Yang Mirror~"

A dark gray beam shot out suddenly, encompassing Jin Chanzi.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha~" Jin Chanzi pressed his palms together, a Buddha Light enveloping him, and the dark gray Divine Light splashed upon it like fireworks.

Jin Chanzi pushed forward against the gray Divine Light step by step, and before long saw a copper mirror hanging in mid-air; yet no trace of Jiang Ziya was to be found, so reaching out, he tapped the copper mirror and—Peng~! The Yin Yang School crumbled away.

"Haha~ I’ve found my God and Demon Altar!" an exultant voice rang out from below.

Jin Chanzi waved his hand, a great wind sweeping through, and suddenly the heavens and earth cleared.

Jiang Ziya stood among shattered stones below, proudly holding aloft a fist-sized octagonal platform of a glassy hue.

Jin Chanzi cried out in fury, "Jiang Ziya! With your despicable Magic Treasure, you ambushed and suppressed me."

"It wasn’t an ambush; it was an open and honorable victory of this Sect Leader over you. Be wise and leave now, or I’ll suppress you for another five hundred years," Jiang Ziya retorted.

Jin Chanzi transformed into a golden beam and charged downward, Boom~! A golden beam struck Jiang Ziya’s chest, causing him to spew a mouthful of blood and be flung into the air.

Boom~

Boom~

Jiang Ziya burst through two mountains, embedded within their midst.

Jin Chanzi moved, becoming a golden beam shooting into the cavernous depths, and Boom~ the mountain’s belly was pierced as Jin Chanzi punched Jiang Ziya, breaking through the mountain belly.

Dong~

Dong~

Dong~

Jiang Ziya was sent flying continuously, gold light rippling across his body, Jin Chanzi appeared as a beam of golden light, his figure entirely elusive.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

The sound of anguish swept across heaven and earth.

Dong~

Jiang Ziya’s back emitted a golden light ripple, propelling his body skyward, piercing through the clouds.

Jin Chanzi’s form emerged in the sky, then transformed into a golden beam, rushing upward, surpassing Jiang Ziya and transforming back to Jin Chanzi’s form, he stomped down.

Bang~ the void collapsed, and Jiang Ziya plummeted like a meteor ablaze, a golden flame trail in his wake falling earthward.

Boom~ The meteor Jiang Ziya crashed into the mountains, causing an explosive sound, dirt and rock flying for hundreds of meters, then falling back down.

The mountain’s original location became a great pit, where Jiang Ziya lay half-dead within, mouth spewing blood, his immortal clothes tattered, hair disheveled, blood coating his body.

Jin Chanzi stood nearby with hands clasped, icy golden light radiating with lethal intent, eyes filled with the wrath of five hundred years of suppression.

"Jiang Ziya, today I will send you to reincarnation."

"Cough, cough~" Jiang Ziya grinned a bloody grin and painfully chuckled, "You can’t kill me! Just don’t let me find an opportunity."

"Others may respect the Chan Sect, but I do not!"

Jin Chanzi’s eyes gleamed mockingly with scorn, "I, the Six-winged Golden Cicada, have roamed the Primordial World for countless years, how could I fear the threats of an Outer Disciple from Chan Sect."

Jin Chanzi raised his hand, transforming it into a beak-like long spear, and thrust it fiercely toward Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya’s pupils shrank, within his body the light nurtured by the "Original Taoist Scripture" shimmered slightly.

The beak-like spear halted, mere inches from Jiang Ziya’s chest, unable to pierce any further.

Jin Chanzi bent, trembling in place, drenched in cold sweat, face pale, on his bald head a golden circlet faintly visible.