Chapter 315 - 274, Suppressing the Golden Peng.

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Chapter 315: Chapter 274, Suppressing the Golden Peng. Jiang Ziya inwardly scorned the two for their lack of responsibility, entering his own tent. With a wave of his hand, he cast a barrier that isolated them from the outside world, and a crystal-clear altar flew out from within his body to hover inside the tent. Jiang Ziya took out the Golden Pillar, the Dragon Escape Pillar, and placed it on the altar. He bowed respectfully and said, "O Demon God above, your disciple wishes to offer the Spiritual Treasure, the Dragon Escape Pillar, and prays for your compassion!" Above the altar, five types of qi converged, creating a Chaos that enveloped the altar. From within the Chaos, more than ten giant hands reached out towards the altar. A brownish-yellow massive hand was the first to grab hold of the Dragon Escape Pillar, and the other hands disappeared as frustrated roars of anger rang out. Jiang Ziya felt something in his heart and realized that even among the Chaos Demon Gods, there was strife! With this in mind, could he maneuver it to ally with a group, suppress another, and seek the greatest benefit? A single eye emerged within the Chaos, and a dull voice resounded in Jiang Ziya’s mind, "State your wish?" Jiang Ziya replied respectfully, "Disciple asks the great Demon God for a method to subdue the foremost Golden Winged Great Peng in Heaven and Earth." Hum~ The single eye closed, the Chaos Qi retracted, and a delicate mountain range model appeared above the altar, palm-sized but with layered peaks and a faint vision of a great river coursing through. Jiang Ziya hurried forward to pick up the tiny mountain and river model to examine it, wondering what it could be, as he had never seen anything like it! Jiang Ziya put away the altar and walked out of the tent holding the small, exquisite model of the mountain and river. Soon, Guang Chengzi, Mile, and Ran Deng silently appeared. Guang Chengzi asked anxiously, "How did it go?" Jiang Ziya held up the small mountain and river model and earnestly said, "He gave me this, but I don’t know what it means." Ran Deng’s gaze sharpened as he said, "This mountain and river contain formidable power; it must be meant for you to use it against the Golden Peng." Guang Chengzi expressed his skepticism, "Why didn’t he come personally? Can this tiny mountain and river really suppress the Golden Peng? The Golden Peng is probably already a Quasi-Saint, right?" Jiang Ziya frowned and said, "Since the Lord of Gods and Demons has given this to me, it surely can do the job. If my senior brother doesn’t believe it, how about we make a bet?" Guang Chengzi snorted. If the junior brother has the confidence to do it, then go ahead. However, our Chan Sect strictly prohibits gambling. Mile brought his palms together, bowed deeply with respect, and gratefully said, "I entrust this task to you on behalf of our Western Sect, Fellow Daoist." Jiang Ziya nodded and replied, "Alright, I will depart now. Yang Jian, bring my Four Unlikes here!" Yang Jian led the Four Unlikes over. Jiang Ziya mounted the Four Unlikes and commanded, "Go, let’s issue a challenge." "Yes!" Yang Jian answered, leading the Four Unlikes out of the West Qi Camp and into the sky, arriving above the battlefield. Jiang Ziya, riding on the Four Unlikes, shouted, "Golden Peng, I am aware of your schemes. Come quickly and meet your death!" "Ha ha~" The Golden Peng appeared above the city with a laugh, saying, "Jiang Ziya, you’re nothing but an ant. I wouldn’t normally stoop to your level, but since you have come to court death, I shall oblige and take your life." Jiang Ziya retorted with righteous indignation, "Golden Peng, you aid the tyrant and go against the heavenly order, obstructing the army of righteousness with acts of evil. The Great Tribulation looms, yet you remain clueless, still daring to boast so shamelessly, come out and face your death now." "Bold words!" The Golden Peng yelled angrily, and a gray shadow flashed in the sky. His figure appeared instantly, his speed so fast it was almost like teleportation. A chill ran through Jiang Ziya’s heart—if this speed were turned against him, how could he escape unscathed? He quickly tossed out the small mountain and river model in his hand, shouting, "Suppress!" Hum~ The tiny mountain and river model rapidly grew, casting a projection of a mountain range across the sky. A Taoist fluctuation undetectable to normal Immortal Gods acted upon the Golden Peng. The Golden Peng’s face turned ashen, and he exclaimed in shock, "How could this be? What kind of Magic Treasure is this!" Unable to control himself, he transformed into his original form, a Golden Winged Great Peng. "Screech~" The Golden Winged Great Peng let out a crisp cry, tearing through the clouds and the sky, uncontrollably flying towards the illusion of mountains and rivers, entering the mirage among the clouds, hovering before finally landing proudly on a mountain peak, its figure solidifying with a cracking sound, covered in stone layers, turning into a lifelike massive statue of a Golden Peng. Inside the West Qi Camp, Mile muttered, "It actually succeeded." Guang Chengzi also blurted unconsciously, "The Golden Peng has actually been suppressed." His mind was clear; the Primordial World was indeed unfathomable, a nameless being able to suppress the Golden Peng was truly amazing. Ran Deng looked up at the mountain and river illusions, also with doubt in his heart, who exactly is this Lord of Gods and Demons? Could it be that the mountains and rivers achieved Tao? There was no such person among the guests in Zixiao Palace back then! The illusion of mountains and rivers suddenly shrank, reverting to a small mountain range model, with a Golden Eagle perched atop one of the high peaks. The mountain range model trembled slightly, directly breaking space and disappearing without a trace. Jiang Ziya hurriedly offered respectful salutations, saying, "Farewell to the Lord of Gods and Demons!" Guang Chengzi, Mile, and Ran Deng also bent over in respect, honoring the strong. Inside the cities of the Shang Dynasty, Wen Zhong was shocked, frantically exclaiming, "How could this happen? Uncle Master single-handedly annihilated both the Chan Sect and Western Sect, how could he be suppressed?" Shen Gongbao muttered, "Could it be that a Saint has made a move?" "Roar~" "Roar~" His steed, the Black Panther, also let out uneasy growls, as if sensing a pressure like the sky collapsing. Above the city, boom~ more than a dozen Xixi flasks exploded simultaneously, Chi Jingzi, Qingxu Daoist, Taiyi True Man, Master Yuding, Spirit Treasure Great Master, Master Huang Long, True Man Puxian, Ci Hang Daoist, Ju Liusun, Daoxing Heavenly Venerate, Wenshu Guangfa Venerable, Immortal Elder of the Southern Pole, Yun Zhongzi, the Medicine Buddha, and Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta all burst forth from their seals, standing in the skies above the battlefield radiating endless auspicious light. Jiang Ziya stroked his beard with a chuckle, "Congratulations to All Immortals and Buddhas for emerging from seclusion." All Immortals and Buddhas paid no mind to Jiang Ziya and flew towards the West Qi Camp, descending in front of the camp. Guang Chengzi, Mile, and Ran Deng walked out in succession. Ji Fa, leading numerous West Qi civil and military officials, also quickly stepped forward. Chi Jingzi spoke with shame, "Thank you, Teacher, for the rescue." Taiyi True Man and Master Yuding also expressed gratitude, "Thank you, Teacher, for the rescue." Ran Deng said, "The one you need to thank is not me; the one who saved you was not me either." Ci Hang stroked his hair, puzzled, "Not the Teacher? Then who could it be?" "Of course, it’s me!" Jiang Ziya descended from the sky riding the Four Unlikes, a reserved smile on his face. The Chan Sect’s immortals all looked towards Jiang Ziya, he saved them? That’s absolutely impossible, isn’t it? Ran Deng nodded and said, "Indeed, it was junior brother Ziya who saved you all!" The faces of the Chan Sect’s immortals changed, it was really him? Although some found it hard to believe, they still took turns thanking him, "Thank you, junior brother!" "Thank you, junior brother Ziya." ... He planned to ask for a clear explanation later on.

Chapter 315 - 274, Suppressing the Golden Peng.

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