Gathering at Zixiao Palace, Conflict Outside the Palace

Chapter 39 Gathering at Zixiao Palace, Conflict Outside the Palace

Beyond the primordial wilderness, amidst the chaos.

A majestic Taoist palace stands within the chaos.

A large number of innate saints and great supernatural beings stood quietly waiting at the entrance of the Taoist palace.

Three thousand years ago, the sage Hongjun descended to earth, intending to open a great Taoist palace and spread the Tao throughout the primordial world.

Some impatient and powerful beings flew to the Chaos three thousand years ago to search for traces of the Purple Cloud Palace, and then waited there.

It takes three thousand years to catch up.

But many more were lost in the chaos, and had no choice but to return to the primordial wilderness.

In front of the Zixiao Palace, several figures stood there with imposing auras.

The three pure Taoist masters of Pangu, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, stood quietly.

Taiqing closed his eyes, Yuqing was solemn, and Shangqing observed.

Fuxi and Nuwa stood in a corner, secretly cultivating themselves.

All around were the two golden crows, Di Jun and Tai Yi, formed from the eyes of Pangu, standing majestically and proudly atop the sun star, secretly observing the group of powerful beings.

The two innate deities, Hongyun of Huoyun Cave and Zhen Yuanzi of Wanshou Mountain, were chatting quietly to each other.

The powerful beings such as Beiming Kunpeng, Xuehai Minghe, Dongwanggong, and Xiwangmu were all on guard against the surrounding deities.

In front of the seemingly quiet Zixiao Palace, the powerful cultivators each had their own thoughts.

Just then, two figures reappeared from the chaos, one yellow and one green, emerging from the chaos into the Purple Cloud Palace.

These were the two great ancestral witches of the witch clan: Houtu and Xuanming.

"What an overbearing physical body! It can actually walk through the chaos without the aid of spiritual treasures."

Those with great supernatural powers exclaimed in a low voice.

The silence outside Zixiao Palace was instantly shattered.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun glanced disdainfully at the two Ancestral Witches, "I didn't expect the Witch Clan to come here and hear this. I thought you didn't even respect the Sages."

Xuanming looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Dijun. His face turned cold. "Who do we have here? It's you, you stinking bird!"

"Haven't we learned enough lessons from ten thousand years ago?"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun's expression changed, and a powerful aura erupted from him. "To bully the few with numbers and still dare to boast, how laughable!"

Just as he was speaking, Taiyi had already summoned the Chaos Bell, ready to make his move.

The battle between the two sides instantly attracted the attention of all those with great supernatural powers.

With an excited expression, Shangqing Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones, said to his two elder brothers beside him, "Eldest brother, second brother, who do you think will win if they fight?"

The Jade Pure Primordial Daoist looked displeased and said in a disdainful voice, "To dare to make a move in a sage's dojo is simply disrespectful to the sage."

The Taoist Master Taiqing remained calm, saying, "There won't be a fight."

The Taoist Master Tongtian of Shangqing shook his head with some regret, "What a pity..."

He wasn't stupid; he immediately understood the reason.

Moreover, he completely trusted his elder brother's words.

As if to verify the words of the Taoist Taiqing, the chaos churned again, and a Taoist in green robes walked out from within.

"Oh my, what a show we've just arrived at! This is really lively."

Yang Gui looked at the two sides about to fight in front of Zixiao Palace with excitement on his face.

His words immediately drew all eyes to him.

When the Ancestral Witches Houtu and Xuanming saw Yang Gui, their expressions changed drastically, turning from blue to white.

The Ancestral Witch Xuanming clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Clearly, even after countless years, she still remembered the beating Yang Gui gave her.

"Sigh..." Houtu sighed, tugged at Xuanming who was about to go berserk, stepped forward and bowed slightly to Yang Gui, "It's been a long time, Senior, you are still as dashing as ever..."

Houtu's words astonished all the deities standing in front of Zixiao Palace.

He stared at Houtu in disbelief, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two.

Especially Di Jun and Tai Yi, the two future leaders of the demon race.

The reputation of the ancestral witch of the Wu tribe has been known to them in the prehistoric land for hundreds of thousands of years.

Moreover, they have had disputes with each other more than once.

They disrespect Heaven and Earth, only honoring the great god Pangu; I never expected them to be so polite to a Taoist priest today.

Di Jun's expression changed slightly. He gestured for Taiyi to put away the Chaos Bell and stood aside in silence.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and others were all curious.

In particular, the two ancestral witches, Houtu and Xuanming, treated Yang Gui with distinctly different attitudes.

Ignoring the curious stares around him, Yang Gui smiled and said, "Not bad, much more sensible than last time."

"But you are still foolish."

Snapped!

After saying that, he gently patted Xuanming on the head.

The ancestral witch Xuanming suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went black.

"Senior!" Houtu felt anxious, but then she heard Yang Gui's voice ring out again.

"A little lesson is for her own good."

When she looked up again, Yang Gui had already passed all the great supernatural beings and arrived at the entrance of Zixiao Palace.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of the other powerful beings, who were secretly shocked.

"When?!"

Surprisingly, no one noticed how Yang Gui had appeared at the entrance of Zixiao Palace.

This immediately piqued their curiosity about Yang Gui's identity.

But what happened next was even more unbelievable to them.

But then Yang Gui stood casually at the entrance of Zixiao Palace, banging heavily on the door and shouting, "Old Taoist, I'm here! Open the door quickly!"

"If you don't open the door, I'll smash your Jade Capital Mountain to pieces again."

hiss! ! !

Yang Gui's words were like a thunderclap in the void, shocking the other supernatural beings.

"Brother, what is this Taoist's identity? How dare he treat a sage like this? Isn't he afraid of angering the sage?" Shangqing Tongtian swallowed hard, unsure of what to say.

Golden light flashed in Taiqing Daoist's eyes, and he said indifferently, "In the primordial world, there are countless mysterious and powerful beings. This may be an ancient one."

Yuqing Yuanshi appeared even more displeased.

This person is so rude in a sacred place!

Squeak~~~

With Yang Gui's patting, the Zixiao Palace, which had been closed for three thousand years, was opened.

A young Taoist boy with rosy lips and white teeth looked at Yang Gui with a helpless expression, followed by a very cute-looking Taoist girl.

"Oh~~~ So cute."

Yang Gui pinched the cheeks of the two young Taoist disciples with a smile, which made them glare at him angrily with their big eyes.

"Hahaha!!"

This scene made Yang Gui burst into laughter.

The future Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother of the Jade Pool in the primordial world; I wonder what their expressions will be like when they see this scene in the future.

"The master wants you to come in!"

The young Taoist boy Haotian, hands on his hips, said angrily to Yang Gui.

Yang Gui flicked his finger, and two streams of light landed in the hands of Haotian and Yaochi respectively. He then stepped into the Zixiao Palace.

"Little Taoist boy, what about us?"

Seeing Yang Gui walk in, Minghe became somewhat anxious and asked a question.

Haotian rolled his eyes at Minghe and said in a low voice, "Master said we can enter together."

After saying that, he put away the top-grade spiritual fruit that Yang Gui had given him, feeling quite pleased with himself.

The future queen mother behind him was so happy she could hardly open her eyes.

Upon hearing what Haotian Daotong said, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and others, who were already prepared, disappeared outside and rushed into Zixiao Palace.

The other powerful beings all rushed to enter the Purple Cloud Palace.

Upon entering the Zixiao Palace, one could see Yang Gui standing not far from the entrance, looking with great interest at several prayer cushions on the ground.

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, and Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing took turns occupying a prayer mat.

Nuwa and Fuxi arrived one after the other. Nuwa sat in the fourth seat, with Fuxi protecting her behind her. Nuwa looked at Yang Gui with curiosity, feeling that he was somewhat familiar.

The fifth is Kunpeng, and the sixth is Hongyun.

In the blink of an eye, all six prayer cushions were occupied.

When the other supernatural beings outside Zixiao Palace walked in, they were startled when they saw the few sitting on the prayer mats.

I immediately felt as if I had missed a great opportunity, and I was filled with regret.

While they were distressed, two more great men who heard the word were added to their ranks.

Upon entering the Zixiao Palace and seeing the six prayer mats, Zhunti's eyes flashed, and he tripped at Yang Gui's feet, immediately letting out a mournful cry.

Yang Gui smiled again as he watched this scene.

"Tsk tsk tsk, well, this isn't my fault~~~"

(End of this chapter)