I am a living immortal.

“Impossible, impossible!!”

"Nothing is impossible. Everything is possible. You are just deceiving yourself. Have a safe journey to the underworld!"

"No! You can't kill me! I am a direct descendant of Xuantian League, and I am a disciple named Zhang! If you dare to kill me, Xuantian League will not let you go, and the leader will not let you go!!!" Zhang Teng tried to retreat incoherently, but because of the huge damage caused by the backlash, he was unable to move and could only watch Chen Dong with his hands on his head.

"It happens very quickly. Death happens in just a moment."

After saying this, Zhang Teng exerted a little force with his hands, and his words stopped abruptly, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

Chen Dong withdrew his hand, looked at the ground and sneered, "The Xuantian Alliance is about to change its leader. The direct line of the Zhang family? It's nothing special. Besides, your leader knows the big picture. He wouldn't dare gamble the future of the Xuantian Alliance and the future of Taoism for you alone. Don't you agree?"

Chen Dong looked at Zhang Yan who had arrived at some point in time.

This last leader, who had experienced a hundred years and witnessed the Xuantian Alliance's rise from glory to decline, now had thousands of words to say but a helpless sigh.

"Zhang Teng was the first to offend, and has now been executed. Imperial Master, please show some mercy and refrain from directing your anger towards the Xuantian League. The disciples and elders of the Xuantian League are willing to submit to the Han Dynasty and the Imperial Master's Office."

As Zhang Yan spoke, he bent his back which had been straight for hundreds of years.

Chen Dong looked at the old man in front of him and said bluntly, "Don't worry, I'm a reasonable person. As long as you don't make a fuss, I won't do anything to you."

As he spoke, he walked past the leader and headed towards the Xuantian Alliance.

Halfway through the walk, he seemed to remember something: "Oh right, gather everyone, whether they are in seclusion or not, call them all, I need to recognize everyone first."

Zhang Yan lowered his head and replied, "Yes!"

Chen Dong nodded and continued toward the Xuantian League's main hall, disappearing in a few steps. Zhang Yan remained respectful for three seconds before rising and crushing a piece of talisman paper in his hand. Instantly, the ancient bell perched atop Heming Mountain emitted a thumping sound that echoed throughout the mountain range.

This kind of bell will not be rung unless it is absolutely necessary.

Once the bell rings, it means that something has happened that concerns the life and death of the Xuantian Alliance.

The ringing of the bell was also expected.

Everyone knew what had happened, so figures came from the sky and gathered on the square of the hall.

Chen Dong ignored the bell and instead looked at the tome before him. It was the Xuantian Alliance's sacred text, the Taiping Jing. This remarkable book encompassed the concepts of the Three Elements, governing a nation, and formulating medicinal elixirs. It also covered topics such as heaven and earth, yin and yang, the five elements, the ten zodiac signs, disasters, and the gods.

After a quick read, I found that it covers a wide range and involves many things, and it is also filled with various genius leaders from thousands of years. It is much broader than the original Taiping Jing.

But despite all the changes, the core theory of the Three Elements remains unchanged: essence, energy, and spirit. The spirit is received from heaven, the essence is received from earth, and the energy is received from the middle, all of which are one and the same.

The entire book is based on this and continues to develop.

As expected of a force that had lasted for thousands of years, Chen Dong even saw a method of pardoning and sealing the gods in it, which was similar to what the Lotus Buddha Kingdom did, and this method was even more complete in the classics. This method was just a derivative of one of the three energies of the gods.

If the Xuantian League hadn't fallen on hard times, its fortunes suppressed by the Han, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to conquer it. It wasn't easy in the first place, but the reason it went so smoothly was because Zhang Yan had figured it out. If he had resisted, even Chen Dong wouldn't have been able to take it down in a short time.

After all, a glimpse of the leopard through the cage reveals the former glory of the Xuantian League from this Taiping Jing. Even if it has fallen on hard times, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and it is not without all kinds of strange and bizarre methods.

For example, the Taoist pantheon is not like the Lotus Buddha Kingdom, but a vast and complex system. It is also based on faith. Although it is hidden under the suppression of the Han Dynasty's luck, it does not mean it does not exist. He had long been aware of the other small world hidden in space, which should be the place where the Taoist gods reside.

Unfortunately, humanity prevails and the power of Shinto is limited.

It's fair to say Chen Dong was quite lucky, riding on the wave of humanity. If it were a long time ago, even if it wasn't a thousand years ago, but four or five hundred years ago, Chen Dong wouldn't be facing ordinary Taoists, but a group of Taoists blessed by the gods, rubbing their hands together to create thunderbolts as if it were a joke. You know, Taoism is very protective of its own shortcomings. Beat the young, and the old will come, and beat the old, and the older will come.

If you pull out the radish, you will bring out the mud. If you pull it, the entire system of gods will end up in trouble.

Now, Taoist priests can actually summon gods, but their power is limited, perhaps even less powerful than a thunder talisman. It's a typical thankless task.

The Xuantian League's decline wasn't due to the incompetence of Zhang Yan's previous generations; they had already done their best. It was primarily due to the changing environment, which had left these Taoists feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Although the gods hidden in the small world are useless.

But in fact, Chen Dong can learn from this model, that is, the model of God's descent. However, it is too early to say these things now, and the construction of the big framework needs to be continuously filled.

Humanity is fundamental. This requires discussion with the Han Emperor and obtaining his support, and also requires restraint. Without restrictions, chaos will truly arise. There are more than just good people in this world; humans are complex creatures and diverse.

Although extremely good and extremely bad account for a small proportion, they do exist.

Strength is still the same, but its effects vary depending on the person who holds it. Extreme people often use their strength in an extreme way.

However, with the Taiping Sutra filling in the gaps, his overall framework can be improved even faster. With the help of the power of Taoism and Buddhism, perhaps it can really be realized.

Yes, even at this moment, Chen Dong wasn't completely confident it would succeed. After all, this was a systemic overhaul encompassing the entire Han Dynasty, from the common people to the emperor and his ministers. Chen Dong even had reason to believe that this shocking idea would be met with widespread opposition once it was proposed. It wasn't a belief, but a certainty. However, while the existing system was perfect, it had reached its limit, a flaw of the Han Dynasty. Reform was necessary, and it depended on the emperor's courage. Whether to be radical or conservative was a matter of debate.

"Oh!" Chen Dong sighed. He had just quarreled with a group of ministers, and now he had to quarrel again. Maybe he would have to wrestle with each other. The road ahead was really long and arduous.