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"He's... Junior Martial Uncle?!"

At this moment, even a man as resolute as Wen Zhong felt a surge of emotion welling up in his chest, and his eyes almost reddened.

He was once the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, wielding immense power, second only to the emperor. But precisely because of this, the meaning he understood when he realized Shi Yuan's true identity was far deeper than that of others.

Five hundred years.

Five hundred years.

The sect leader who had declared himself the founder of Biyou Palace and vowed never to set foot in the Three Realms again has actually taken on disciples once more.

This alone was enough to make Wen Zhong's heart surge with excitement.

The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods has always been a pain he could never let go of.

Even though the calamity itself was driven by destiny, it was Wen Zhong himself who truly dragged the disciples of the Jie Sect step by step into the calamity. It was he who visited each of his former fellow disciples, asking them to come out of seclusion and help the Great Shang; it was also he who personally led them into that inescapable calamity.

The results of it?

When the Great Tribulation ended, the fortune of the Jie Sect collapsed, all the immortals perished, and the sect leader confined himself to Biyou Palace, not emerging for five hundred years.

Wen Zhong always felt that he was partly to blame for all of this.

But things are different now.

Once again, disciples of the Jie Sect truly traveled outside the Three Realms.

What does this mean?

This means that the sect's founder may never have truly given up.

This means that this game of chess between sages is far from over.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong was even willing to give everything for it.

But just as his emotions were surging, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"etc……"

He suddenly came to his senses and turned his gaze to Bo Qin beside him.

"You just said that the person you wanted to kill with heavenly lightning, is that the person in the picture?"

Wen Zhong raised his hand and pointed to Shi Yuan, who was standing quietly in the mountains in the divine light image. His tone was so calm that no emotion could be detected.

"Reporting back to the Heavenly Venerable, it is indeed this person."

Bo Qin bowed in response. Although he vaguely felt that the attitude of the Thunder God was somewhat abnormal, he did not think much of it.

In his view, the matter was crystal clear.

"Once the Zhou rites were established, the feudal lords became the legitimate rulers of the court, receiving the protection of the Heavenly Court and wielding the power of destiny."

He spoke with an air of self-righteousness.

"That rogue Taoist priest Shi Yuan personally murdered the mountain god appointed by the dynasty, and even attempted to rebel against his superiors by killing my descendant Qingfu of the State of Lu."

"According to the Heavenly Laws, he should be punished with lightning."

After listening, Wen Zhong slowly nodded.

Then he smiled.

"Insubordination?"

The moment that soft laugh was uttered, the expressions of the Ten Heavenly Lords, Hanzhi Fairy, Caiyun Fairy, and others in the hall all changed.

They knew Wen Zhong all too well.

This was the very expression on the face of the former Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty when he was truly determined to kill.

as predicted.

You're right.

Wen Zhong smiled and spoke, his tone even carrying a hint of agreement.

"This person has indeed committed insubordination and should be punished with lightning."

The moment he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed a finger.

boom......!

A thunderclap resounded.

But the next moment, Bo Qin was completely stunned.

Because in the scene, the lightning bolt that fell from the heavens did not strike Shi Yuan, but instead landed directly on Qing Fu, who was standing in front of Yuanquan Mountain, laughing incessantly.

A flash of lightning.

Before Qingfu could even scream, he was hacked into charred remains.

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming power of heaven swept down, completely crushing the mangled body into dust.

Only the imperial seal, having lost its support of fortune, gradually dimmed and slowly fell to the ground.

"Heavenly Venerable... what are you doing...?"

Bo Qin's mind went blank.

Did they attack the wrong person?

But as soon as he turned his head, he was met with Wen Zhong's third eye slowly opening between his forehead.

And in his hand, the pair of male and female dragon and tiger whips that he hadn't used in a long time.

"How dare you insult my junior uncle!"

Wen Zhong's voice was as cold as thunder itself.

"You are the one who truly defies authority."

"Die!"

Lightning flashed again.

Bo Qin didn't even have a chance to react before being struck by both whips simultaneously.

This former founding monarch of the State of Lu and a celestial immortal was annihilated on the spot, leaving no chance for reincarnation.

The entire Tian Shu Palace fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

The Ten Heavenly Kings, Hanzhi Fairy, and Caiyun Fairy were all stunned in place.

They never expected that Wen Zhong, who was always calm and restrained, would act so decisively.

But what shook them even more than Bo Qin's death was Wen Zhong's words just now.

"Junior Uncle?"

Qin Wantianjun's voice trembled as he couldn't help but point at Shi Yuan in the picture.

"He...he's a disciple of the sect's sage?"

Although these people were all disciples of the Jie Sect, they were all from the outer sect. The Tongtian Sect Leader never hesitated to teach them, but they had never actually seen a sect-leader's treasure like the Purple Thunder Hammer.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Wen Zhong spoke with certainty.

"really?!"

The Ten Heavenly Kings were still incredulous and asked another question.

"Naturally true."

Wen Zhong nodded again.

Only at this moment did the people in the hall truly realize what this meant.

After the deification, his long-cooled heart seemed to be rekindled.

The Jie Sect has not yet lost.

at the same time.

Outside Yuanquan Mountain.

As the heavenly lightning descended from the sky, instantly obliterating Qingfu, Shiyuan's expression remained completely unchanged.

This scene was exactly what he had expected.

When Qingfu proclaimed the title "Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder and Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable," he had already guessed the ending.

Although the Purple Thunder Hammer rarely appears in the world, Wen Zhong, as a disciple of the Golden Spirit Saint Mother, has seen it most of the time.

So everything that happened next was just a natural progression.

Shi Yuan pondered for a moment, then looked up at the Divine Firmament Jade Palace gradually dissipating in the sky and spoke loudly.

"I am Shiyuan, a wandering cultivator in the mortal world. I came here by chance and originally intended to establish a Taoist temple on Yuanquan Mountain."

"Unexpectedly, villains have come today, intending to kill me and seize my mountain gate."

"Fortunately, the righteous gods of Heaven saw through this and sent down lightning to punish this wicked creature."

His words were polite and his attitude was proper.

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, took the little boy Yuanling's hand, turned around and rode away on the clouds.

Inside the Divine Firmament Jade Palace, Wen Zhong listened to these words and then revealed a thoughtful expression.

"Junior Uncle...why are you being so polite?"

Zhao Jiangtianjun couldn't help but speak, his tone tinged with unease.

"Could it be that he doesn't know our identities? Or... is the sect leader still blaming us for our incompetence back then?"

"Fellow Daoist, please do not be impatient."

Wen Zhong glanced at him helplessly.

"Junior Uncle's actions have a deeper meaning."

After saying that, he offered no further explanation.

He stood up and gently called out, and a black Qilin came riding on clouds from outside the palace.

Wen Zhong turned and mounted the Qilin, his expression solemn.

"This matter concerning Junior Uncle is of utmost importance; I must go to Biyou Palace immediately to report to my master."

"Fellow Daoists, please remain in the hall and continue your feast as usual. Do not speak recklessly, and do not show any unusual behavior."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black Qilin soared into the sky, heading straight for the outer heavens of the thirty-third heaven.

The people in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had intended to continue drinking and making merry, but at this moment, the divine wine tasted utterly tasteless.

The flame that had never been extinguished for five hundred years was being reignited in their hearts.

Qin Wantianjun suddenly spoke in a cold voice.

"No one is allowed to mention this matter again until Brother Wendao returns."

"If we ruin the sect leader's important plans, neither of us can bear the responsibility."

Everyone fell silent.

Silence returned once more to the Tian Shu Hall.

Only those pairs of eyes burned with a fiery intensity.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, there lies an ancient world.

This realm, suspended in the heavens, is also known as the "Ancient Star Realm." It is the place where the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan was established, and the origin of the clan's most precious treasure, the "Zhou Tian Star Chart."

Throughout the entire star realm, billions of stars hang high in the void, each radiating boundless stellar power. Stellar winds howl past, and stellar energy surges like a tide. Among the stars, ancient and magnificent star palaces stand silently.

This is the residence of the evil stars and demons of the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Wen Zhong, riding the black Qilin, arrived outside the ancient star realm in just a few leaps. He concealed his aura, not disturbing any stars or constellations, and stepped into the star realm with a complicated expression, heading straight for the star palace at the top.

The star palace was ancient and imposing, its walls engraved with patterns depicting the movement of stars, seemingly containing endless mysteries. In the very center of the star palace hung two large ancient seal characters… Kan Palace.

This place is the residence of Doumu Yuanjun, the lord of all stars and the goddess of the heavens.

"Junior brother?"

Wen Zhong had just stepped into the palace when he heard a cry of surprise.

Following the sound, they saw a man with a dark blue face and fiery red hair emerge from the Kan Palace. Although his appearance was ferocious, his face was filled with undisguised joy.

"Senior brother..."

Wen Zhong looked at the newcomer, his expression becoming even more complicated.

This person was named Yu Yuan, a fellow disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother, with the Daoist title "One Qi Immortal." During the Investiture of the Gods, Yu Yuan's disciple, Yu Hua, was introduced by Wen Zhong to serve as an official in the Shang Dynasty, but ultimately died in battle. Yu Yuan then left the mountain, became embroiled in the Great Calamity, and also perished, but was posthumously granted the title of Water Palace Star Lord of the Dipper Department.

In a sense, this senior brother was also someone who was drawn into the calamity by him.