A passing traveler through the heavens

The flames of the Investiture of the Gods were raging, and the atmosphere of killing between heaven and earth was becoming increasingly intense. In stark contrast, the Ziwei Palace in the Heavenly Court was a place of leisure and tranquility.

After Ji Lin and Lu Ya had their secret conversation in the Purple Small World that day, Lu Ya readily agreed to join Ji Lin's ranks.

No one knows what they talked about. All that is known is that after that, Lu Ya vanished without a trace, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Meanwhile, the situation in the human world became increasingly tense. Because the Ten Deadly Formations had been broken by Xiqi, Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, was extremely anxious. He rushed back to the Jie Sect day and night and asked Zhao Gongming to help the Shang Dynasty.

Zhao Gongming was a generous and forthright man who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment. He treated his friends and fellow disciples with utmost sincerity and loyalty.

Despite the Tongtian Sect Leader's earnest explanation of the immense harm of the Investiture of the Gods war to the Jie Sect members, Zhao Gongming, out of camaraderie with his fellow disciples, still agreed to Wen Zhong's request.

On the battlefield where Xiqi and the Shang Dynasty confronted each other, yellow sand filled the sky, obscuring the sun, and the shouts of battle were deafening.

Zhao Gongming rode his black tiger into the battlefield, then shouted and cursed at the top of his lungs: "You rats of Xiqi! Today is your death day! Come out and face your demise!"

Zhao Gongming wore an iron crown, his thick beard trembling wildly as he shouted and cursed. He was tall and strong, dressed in a black robe, with a gold belt around his waist and tiger-head boots on his feet.

He gripped a gleaming black whip tightly in his hand, while the black tiger beneath him roared to the sky, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

Upon hearing Zhao Gongming's arrogant insults, Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and the others were instantly enraged. They felt that Zhao Gongming was far too arrogant and all volunteered to fight.

Subsequently, Yang Jian was led to the battlefield by Jiang Ziya's troops. The two men's eyes met, and without exchanging a single word, the battle erupted instantly!

Zhao Gongming sneered and took the lead in swinging the Dragon Binding Rope, rushing towards Yang Jian with boundless killing intent.

Yang Jian reacted extremely quickly, dodging the attack with a sidestep, while simultaneously slashing fiercely at Zhao Gongming with his three-pointed double-edged sword.

Zhao Gongming remained calm and unhurried. With a sudden swing of his golden dragon scissors, two ferocious dragons roared out and charged straight at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly. He dared not take the attack head-on and quickly used his transformation technique to transform into a spirit crane and soar into the sky.

Seeing Yang Jian transform into a crane and flee, Zhao Gongming snorted coldly and swung his divine whip into the air. The whip tip, carrying a sharp gust of wind, actually drew a black crack in the air and went straight for the crane.

Yang Jian keenly sensed the danger in mid-air. With a nimble twist of his crane body, he skillfully avoided the attack of the divine whip. Then, he gracefully circled in the air, transformed back into human form, and landed steadily on the ground.

The moment he landed, Yang Jian's magical power surged, and the three-pointed double-edged sword shone brightly. He roared and charged towards Zhao Gongming. The sword flashed, like a dazzling sun crushing down on Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming's eyes sharpened, and the black tiger beneath his feet roared, carrying him swiftly towards Yang Jian.

He wielded the Golden Dragon Scissors, swinging them left and right, causing two dragons to soar and tumble, constantly colliding with Yang Jian's blade. Each impact sent sparks flying.

The battle quickly reached a fever pitch, with Yang Jian unleashing all his skills and making full use of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

But Zhao Gongming was not afraid at all, and he used one magic weapon after another. As a top expert of the Jie Sect, Zhao Gongming had cultivated for a long time and had profound Taoist skills.

In this fierce battle, Yang Jian gradually felt overwhelmed, and Zhao Gongming's attacks were relentless.

Although Yang Jian dodged fatal blows many times, some wounds gradually appeared on his body, and the bright red blood stained his clothes, which looked particularly conspicuous against the backdrop of yellow sand.

At this moment, Zhao Gongming seized an opening in Yang Jian's defenses and slashed down with all his might using his Golden Dragon Scissors. The two dragons merged into an unparalleled force, crashing heavily into Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword.

The immense impact caused Yang Jian's tiger's mouth to split open, blood flowing down the hilt of his sword. The three-pointed double-edged sword nearly slipped from his hand, and he was thrown back several feet before crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

How could Zhao Gongming let go of such a golden opportunity? He rode his black tiger and instantly rushed in front of Yang Jian. Yang Jian struggled to get up and defend himself, but due to his severe injuries, his movements were somewhat slow.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming revealed a cold smile, raised his divine whip high, and smashed it down hard on Yang Jian's head.

Just at this critical moment, a pure white light streaked across the sky, and the White Lotus Daoist arrived in time, instantly forming a shield made of pure magical power in front of Yang Jian.

Zhao Gongming's divine whip slammed heavily onto the shield, producing a dull thud. The powerful impact forced Bai Lian Dao Ren to take a step back, leaving two deep footprints on the ground.

However, the shield firmly blocked Zhao Gongming's fatal blow, successfully saving Yang Jian.

"Howling Sky Dog!"

The White Lotus Taoist shouted, then grabbed Yang Jian and threw him back into Xiqi's camp. The Howling Celestial Dog caught Yang Jian steadily and quickly retreated back to its own camp with him.

Then, the White Lotus Taoist looked at Zhao Gongming. He quickly formed hand seals, and a pure white lotus phantom bloomed around him. The lotus slowly rotated, emitting a powerful purifying force.

Zhao Gongming glared angrily, brandishing his golden dragon scissors. Two dragons pounced again, baring their fangs and claws, moving with lightning speed. The air seemed to be torn apart wherever they passed, making a "sizzling" sound.

The White Lotus Taoist remained calm and unhurried, chanting incantations. Instantly, a barrier formed from pure spiritual energy rose up, firmly blocking the dragon from entering.

The dragon repeatedly crashed into the barrier, but could not break through. It could only roar and struggle in vain outside the barrier.

The two exchanged blows, their battle a blur of light and the roar of magic, as powerful forces clashed, distorting the surrounding space.

The White Lotus Taoist seized the opportunity and unleashed his Purifying World Divine Power. A blinding light flashed, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes. Zhao Gongming was unable to dodge in time and was struck. He immediately coughed up blood, was seriously injured, and staggered back several steps.

Just then, a flash of light appeared on Zhao Gongming's body, and a snow-white suit of armor covered his body.

Meanwhile, in the Ziwei Palace high above the Heavenly Court, Ji Lin was cultivating when he suddenly sensed the power of a luminous armor. Startled, he immediately stopped cultivating and followed the source of the power emanating from the armor…

Above the clouds, Ji Lin looked at the snow-white armor that was fighting against the White Lotus Daoist on the battlefield. It was clearly the Snow Mastiff Armor from the Light and Shadow Armor series.

What puzzled Ji Lin was that in the primordial world, only Ji Lin himself should be able to summon and use the Light and Shadow Armor, so where did the Snow Mastiff Armor here come from?

The Starry Sea Fan appeared in Ji Lin's hand. He dropped it and then sent a telepathic message. On the battlefield, the White Lotus Daoist pointed to the sky with one hand and grabbed a stream of light. The Starry Sea Fan was tightly held by the White Lotus Daoist.

On the battlefield, Zhao Gongming, clad in snow mastiff armor, exuded an aura that surged once more, showing no signs of his earlier injury.

He roared and stomped his foot, causing the ground to crack instantly. With the oppressive aura unique to the Snow Mastiff Armor, he charged towards the White Lotus Taoist like a white meteor.

His fist, imbued with the immense power granted by his armor, sent a sharp whistling sound through the air as the force of his punch surged.

The White Lotus Taoist gripped the Star Sea Fan tightly with both hands. Facing Zhao Gongming's attack, he suddenly swung the Star Sea Fan, and a dazzling streak of starlight shot out from the fan, colliding head-on with Zhao Gongming's fist.

In an instant, light radiated outwards, and a powerful impact spread in all directions, plowing deep trenches into the earth below, sending sand and stones flying.

Zhao Gongming continued his offensive relentlessly. Each punch he threw created a white light and shadow, and the wind from his punches made the White Lotus Taoist's robe flutter loudly.

The White Lotus Taoist used the Star Sea Fan as a shield to cleverly block Zhao Gongming's attack.

He waved his fan, and the power of the stars on the fan surface surged out continuously, forming defensive barriers that neutralized Zhao Gongming's attacks one by one.

At the same time, Bai Lian Dao Ren seized the opportunity and unleashed a series of sword energies containing powerful stellar energy. These sword energies shot towards Zhao Gongming, who directly withstood them with his Snow Mastiff Armor. The armor collided with the sword energies, producing a crisp metallic clang.

On the battlefield, Zhao Gongming turned the knob at his waist, and the Thunder Axe appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the Starry Sea Fan transformed into a long spear in the hands of the White Lotus Taoist. The spear tip gleamed with a cold light. Just as Zhao Gongming was about to attack, the White Lotus Taoist used the spear to exert gravity around him.

For a moment, the space around Zhao Gongming seemed to become viscous, and his movements became sluggish.

Zhao Gongming mobilized all his magical power and struggled to resist the White Lotus Taoist's attack under the influence of gravity. Then, seizing the opportunity, Zhao Gongming rotated the knob at his waist again, and a light screen transformed into starlight that gathered in the Thunder Axe in his hand.

"Thunder-shock!"

Zhao Gongming roared and then swung his axe, unleashing a destructive aura that slashed towards Bai Lian Dao Ren. Bai Lian Dao Ren's Star Sea Fan transformed into a shield, successfully blocking Zhao Gongming's attack.

After successfully blocking the attack, Bai Lian Dao Ren immediately launched a counterattack, transforming his shield into a spear. With a flick of his wrist, the spear flashed and thrust towards Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming was unable to dodge in time and was pierced by the spear, falling heavily to the ground. The Snow Mastiff Armor also disintegrated after a flash.

Zhao Gongming struggled to get up, but spat out a mouthful of blood and could no longer move.

The White Lotus Taoist slowly put away the Star Sea Fan, walked to Zhao Gongming, grabbed him, and left the battlefield, leaving behind only a chaotic battlefield and the astonished gazes of the crowd.