He was Du Bi. He should not be making fun of him.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art …
Yang Jian's mind gradually calmed down. The vertical eye on his forehead slowly opened, and his body flickered with a strange light.
In the Chaos Bell, where the ten thousand Daos intersected, he was enveloped by the mystical abilities of the Chaos Bell and slowly spent the remaining ten years before the Great Tribulation.
If he could not comprehend the Saint realm in a thousand years, he would spend three thousand years, five thousand years …
If he could not become a Saint in ten thousand years, he would spend fifty thousand years, a hundred thousand years!
Yang Jian had never had such an urgent desire to become a Saint. However, now, he had an obsession and a desire to cultivate.
He was only one step away.
He could break through the Invincible Golden Body Incantation at any time. His mystic body was already strong enough to touch the barrier of the Dao realm. The only thing he lacked was the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. This time, Yang Jian was still trapped in the same problem as before.
How should he find the way to break through the eighth level of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art?
The Dao of Heaven and Earth was too profound. Yang Jian still needed to comprehend too many things. This time, he had no shortcuts. He could only step onto the mountain that belonged to him.
Gradually, Yang Jian fell into a state of forgetting everything. However, he seemed to be able to see a few figures standing beside him, silently protecting him and watching him.
Little Chan 'er, his mother, Xinke, Lan' er, Feng Wu, Houtu …
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art. All his hopes were placed on this cultivation technique.
The supreme expert who had destroyed Tai Su and caused the death of the Pangu God was going to be destroyed by him today.
It was impossible for the Primordial World to follow the old path of Tai Su!
Back then, the Pangu God had no choice but to bring a group of living beings of Tai Su to escape to the vicinity of the Chaos Sea. Where else could the Primordial World escape to? That was already the most marginal place.
Thousands of years of hard work, thousands of years of hardship, countless fierce battles … He could not fail at the last moment!
What was the limit of the eighth level of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art? Although Yang Jian could already deduce the various changes after his physical body became a Saint through the Invincible Golden Body Incantation, he could not reverse the situation of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art breaking through the limit and becoming a Saint.
The difference between these two cultivation techniques was huge.
A small Chaos Sea seemed to appear in the Chaos Bell. However, this time, the Chaos Sea was set up by Yang Jian and Xuanqi. Yang Jian's figure was hidden in the thousands of Dao laws as he pursued his Great Dao.
Outside the Chaos Bell.
This huge bell was placed in a corner and was completely enveloped by a formation. Not far away, amidst the misty clouds, the six Sages sat in a formation, facing each other.
They each stretched out an arm and released their own Great Paths, with the Sea Serpent in the middle.
The old man in the form of the Sea Serpent kept smiling bitterly, but he didn't dare to say anything. He began to absorb these Daoist Rhymes into his body.
Not long after, the Mirage Dragon began to try to transform into the appearance of a few Saints. From its Dao runes to its eyes and temperament, it could almost pass off as real …
The Saints ignored the Sea Serpent and sent it into the Chaos Bell to cultivate. Then, they began to plan and set up the Primordial World.
The Heavenly Dao rotated, and the Journey to the West tribulation was progressing steadily.
The North Ocean was in chaos, and the powerful enemies under the Netherworld Stream were already stirring.
From time to time, phenomena would appear in the Netherworld. For example, the Three Roads River would stop flowing and the River of Forgetfulness would dry up. He could not see his hometown on the Village Viewing Platform. Instead, he could see a Blood Sea Pagoda.
The light around the Six Paths of Reincarnation flickered more frequently than before. The Lady of Earth had no choice but to appear and sit on the Six Paths of Reincarnation to suppress the Heavenly Dao treasure and maintain the normal operation of the Three Realms.
Those things could not be hidden from the cultivators. At this moment, there was no point in hiding it from the living beings of the Three Realms.
Just as Yang Jian was in seclusion, the Blood Alliance stone tablet slowly rose into the sky above the five continents. It hung for a few months before landing in Kunlun Mountain.
The Three Pure Ones appeared. The figures of the three Saints of the Dao Sect appeared in the world of the heavens and in the hearts of all the cultivators who were in seclusion.
"I'm the Grand Pure One."
"I'm the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, the Jade Pure Saint."
"I'm the Grandmaster of Heaven, the Saint of the Prime Pure One!"
The Dao runes of the three Saints woke up the figures who were cultivating in seclusion everywhere. A few people looked disgusted, but most of the cultivators who had been disturbed were listening carefully.
Usually, every time a Saint appeared, he would only give a few orders.
However, this time, the Grandmaster of Heaven's voice kept sounding. He explained the source of everything about the world …
"Now, the Primordial Tribulation is about to arrive. The otherworldly demons are about to rush out of the Netherworld Stream of the North Ocean. They have a powerful enemy whose cultivation level is above the Saint realm."
"The Primordial World was created by Father Pangu. However, Father Pangu and many ancient cultivators escaped from the Grand Simplicity Realm. At that time, there were the Connate Five Grand Essences before the Primordial World. There were four flourishing eras, namely the Grand Beginning, the Grand Beginning, the Grand Beginning, the Grand Essence, and the Grand Simplicity. However, they were all buried in the hands of such powerful enemies. "
"Back then, Father Pangu risked his life to severely injure this powerful enemy. Now, the calamity of the world has arisen again. This fiend has already appeared in the North Ocean, waiting for an opportunity to destroy the Primordial World and the tangible world …"
The Grandmaster of Heaven spoke for less than an hour. He was only objectively describing the terror of those supreme experts and the world-destroying calamity that the Primordial World was facing.
After the Grandmaster of Heaven finished speaking, the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning continued, "Today, I've summoned everyone from Kunlun Mountain to discuss a plan to deal with the calamity. This matter concerns whether all living beings in the Primordial World can continue to exist in form. I hope that everyone will consider it carefully. "
That was the Dao Sect's Three Pure Ones summoning the great cultivators of the world to gather at Kunlun Mountain to discuss how to deal with the Primordial Tribulation!
At that moment, the cultivators above the Primordial World's longevity realm responded one after another. Figures walked out of the famous mountains and rivers, as well as the barren mountains and rivers.
Those who had once shone in this world and survived in the end had once again ascended to this vast stage.
At the same time, two figures kept appearing in various parts of the Chaos Sea.
Heavenly Flame Daoist and Yuding Zhenren split up and began to search for the Primordial World cultivators who were scattered outside the range of the Black Spirit Kingdom. At the same time, they captured the useful experts of the Spirit Race and sent them to the Black Spirit Kingdom.
The two Saints could cross the Chaos Sea in an instant, so it was naturally easy for them to do that.
Soon, streams of light that had left the Primordial World back then appeared again. This time, they returned to the five continents of the Primordial World.
However, Yang Jian regretted that he could not see such a grand occasion.
…
In the Heiling Nation, more than ten people in power were gathered together. Apart from Yang Jian's three wives, Yaoji was also present for the first time.
The Primordial Phoenix, Cloudy Sky, Chijing Zi, Yellow Dragon Daoist, Kong Xuan, Chu Qi, Ao Fangtian, Wu Gui, Witch, and Da Ang — the Great Marshals of the Black Spirit Kingdom who had been leading the troops in battles all these years had led their troops back to the Black Spirit Kingdom.
The vast expeditionary army was densely distributed outside the Blackspirit Kingdom. Fortunately, the Chaos Spirits all had the strength of heavenly soldiers and generals, so they could survive freely in the Chaotic Sea. They didn't need any rations. Otherwise, such a large number would be a huge headache.
Yohime sat behind the main seat and listened. At that moment, she was trying her best to digest what they had said.
In the end, the Great Tribulation naturally could not be hidden from Yohime. Before Yang Jian went into seclusion, he had sent them a letter saying that he would definitely enter seclusion. He had also instructed the Black Spirit Kingdom about the subsequent arrangements and deployments.
According to Yohime, as a mother, she should do her best for her son. Ao Xinke and the others did not dare to stop her.
Ao Xinke said, "Firstly, the deployment of the army. Secondly, the establishment of the Spirit experts. Thirdly, the safety of the Black Spirit Kingdom. Let's talk about the deployment of the army one by one. What suggestions do you have? "
Ao Fangtian said, "Why don't we keep the various divisions and head to the Primordial World together?"
"The number of troops in the five continents of the Primordial World is limited. Furthermore, there are already countless Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Soldiers from the Skyward Pavilion." Kong Xuan snorted coldly. "If the problem is so simple, why do we have to discuss it?"
The corners of Ao Fangtian's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not refute. He crossed his arms and felt a little unhappy.
However, Chu Qi said, "It's still useful to arrange troops in the periphery. Moreover, if a battle breaks out, it's not appropriate for too many Primordial World cultivators to die. Why don't we control the Spirit Race army and enter first?"
"You little human brat," the Primordial Phoenix said faintly from the side. "Are Chaos Spirits not living beings?"
Chu Qi replied calmly, "I'm not asking them to die. I'm just reducing the casualties of the Primordial World cultivators."
"I think Princess Chu Qi is right." The Huanglong Daoist stroked his beard and focused. "At the very least, if too many Primordial World cultivators die after the battle, let us take over the next wave of reinforcements. Let's not talk about anything else. Many tribes of the Spirit Race are born ferocious and are not afraid of death. They can be used to increase the morale of our army. "
Yun Xiao suddenly said, "There's one more thing."
"What is it? Uncle-Master, please speak. "
"When I led the army to conquer the Chaos Sea, I once went to the Hundred Mountains of Taiji to search." Yun Xiao's expression was cold. "Countless living beings and a Great World were forcefully refined into a Hundred Mountains Pagoda by a supreme expert!"
"It's true now," Chi Jingzi said. "I've also comprehended the secrets of Taiji."
"We have to be wary of such an expert." Yun Xiao sighed softly. "I'm really worried that such a person will suddenly descend to the Black Spirit Kingdom and send the countless living beings of the Black Spirit Kingdom to eternal damnation."
The group of people in charge of the Black Spirit Kingdom fell silent.
In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many tricks they had, it was useless.
"Although that's the case, we don't have to be too desperate," Xiao Lan said with a smile. "Husband and the Saints will naturally deal with such an expert. What we have to consider is the matter of generals fighting generals and soldiers fighting soldiers."
"That's right." The Huanglong Daoist chuckled. "Anyway, I don't think the Primordial World will be destroyed. We can all survive."
Kong Xuan smiled awkwardly and asked, "May I ask where you got your confidence from, Fellow Daoist? Can you lend me some?"
The Primordial Phoenix also said, "With Yang Jian in this life, there might really be a chance of survival."
Ao Xinke spoke and brought back the topic that had gone astray.
After half a day of discussion, they decided on the arrangement of the Black Spirit Kingdom's army.
Supporting the Primordial World was their goal of establishing the Black Spirit Kingdom. This was also an unshakable foundation.
The Black Spirit Kingdom's army would be divided into 30 divisions. In total, there were three armies: the front, middle, and rear. The most elite army would be divided into three divisions and integrated into the three armies.
The rear army would temporarily guard the land of the Black Spirit Kingdom. The middle army would gather between the Black Spirit Kingdom and the Primordial World. The front army would be outside the Primordial World.
When the first wave of war broke out in the North Sea, the Spirit Clan's experts and some of the elites would directly participate in the war. If the war was intense and the first wave of Heavenly Soldiers was defeated, the Chaos Spirit Clan's army and the Skyward Pavilion's reinforcements would enter the battlefield at the same time.
After Ao Xinke made up her mind, she said, "Everything has to be improvised. Martial Uncle Chijing Zi, please protect my mother and Feng Wu in the Black Spirit Kingdom's capital. Lan 'er and I will head to the Primordial World and lead the Black Spirit Kingdom's army."
Chijing Zi frowned and stroked his beard. Although he was a little unwilling, he nodded slowly.
However, Yohime said, "I know that I'm actually a burden. I also know that my safety will affect my son's mind, but I don't know how to deal with it."
The marshals pondered for a while. Kong Xuan said, "Why don't we hide in Saint's Tomb in Xuandu City?"
Chu Qi shook his head and said, "There are many ancient cultivators in Saint's Tomb. Not all of those Remnant Spirits can be trusted. The safest way is to find a few substitutes for Mistress. Mistress will then transform into an ordinary immortal and hide in the Colossal World. "
"This plan works."
"It's a good idea, but how do we avoid the other party's detection?"
Chu Qi said, "Then we'll only send Mistress's substitutes back to the Primordial World to confuse the other party. Mistress will not move in the Black Spirit Kingdom."
Ao Xinke thought about it and nodded gently. "This is the only way now. Other than Mother, Little Chan 'er also needs to use this method."
Yohime sighed softly at the side. She did not say much and let them arrange it.
The dozen of them continued to discuss. After three days, they finally decided on the important matters in the future.
Ao Xinke said, "According to the Saint, there are only about ten years left before the Great Tribulation. We must quickly make the necessary arrangements. Now that my husband is in seclusion, he needs someone to negotiate with the Celestial Court. Who do you think is suitable? "
"I'll go." Ao Fangtian took the initiative to stand up, and the others had no objections.
Half a month later, the huge army around the Black Spirit Kingdom began to move towards the Primordial World in batches. The Chaos Spirits did not know who the enemy they were facing was. They were just simply following the orders from above.
The Spirit experts had all been controlled by the Spirit Cores and were extremely loyal to their respective masters. They would not think too much.
What had to be mentioned was that Ao Xinke finally stepped out of the Black Spirit Kingdom. Together with Xiao Lan, she was protected by thousands of Spirit experts and returned to the Primordial World first.
Before the Great Tribulation arrived, the reinforcements would arrive first.
After plotting for so many years just for this day, even Ao Xinke who was wise, gentle, and calm couldn't help but feel a little excited at this moment.
On the other hand, Xiao Lan seemed to be deep in thought.
The Black Spirit Kingdom seemed to be an iron bucket, but there were many disadvantages. In particular, the various armies were controlled by only a dozen people. As long as one or two people died in battle or "betrayed" them, it would be an extremely heavy blow to the Black Spirit Kingdom and the Primordial World.
Although Yang Jian could trust the various marshals and generals, Xiao Lan could not help but think of some countermeasures.
She had long understood the principle of unpredictable things in the world.
…
The Netherworld, the Buddha Realm, the top floor of the Golden Pagoda.
The white-robed monk leaned against the divine beast, Truth Listener, and observed the movements of the thousands of ghosts in the Netherworld. There was a smile on his lips.
"They're moving. I can finally see these living beings struggling in vain. It's more or less fun this time."
"Bodhisattva, why do you always mutter to yourself? You and I can hide perfectly. Be careful of being monitored by the Heavenly Dao."
"Monitor? However, can a large array spirit monitor us? " The white-robed monk chuckled with disdain. "Don't you think that watching a Great World walk towards the abyss step by step is a very reassuring thing?"
Truth Listener was silent and lowered its head.
"Is that fellow's injuries healed?" the white-robed monk asked softly.
"He should be fine. He can unleash his full strength."
"It looks like I don't need to do anything in the Primordial World." The white-robed monk shrugged. "There's not a single decent expert."
"Bodhisattva, Yang Jian has already entered the Chaos Bell."
"So what if he can become a Saint?"
Truth Listener was silent again.
The white-robed monk sat up straight and stretched. "However, just in case, I still have to ensure that I can clean up the mess for that trash at any time. After all, I don't want to make a fool of myself and be mocked by them. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-robed monk closed his eyes and meditated. A blurry fog appeared around him.
In the fog, the three-colored light kept surging, but it did not show any fluctuations.
Truth Listener lowered its head and lay there. It remained silent and only watched the white-robed monk's movements …
Outside the golden pagoda, the souls of countless Buddhist believers were chanting sutras, causing the Buddha Realm to be filled with Buddhist light.
A small portion of the Buddhist light protected the souls of the Buddhist believers, protecting them from reincarnating into the various Buddhist countries of the trichiliocosm.
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