Primordial Era: The Ten Deadly Formations are Broken, Shen Gongbao Asks Me to Come Out of the Mounta

Chapter 39: Treat the man as he is, and he shall be punished in return.

Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for this one!

Since Jiang Ziya was acting on behalf of Heaven to bestow titles upon the gods, sacrificing a little bit of fortune was no big deal.

Moreover, that monk was truly troublesome, possessing a powerful physical body, astonishing magical power, and mastery of such amazing formations.

Aside from this nightmare curse technique, they really couldn't think of any other way to deal with that ascetic.

Upon hearing Guang Chengzi's words, Jiang Ziya felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

What sins have I, Jiang, committed?!

Why have all the hard work been pushed onto me?

However, looking up at the Twelve Golden Immortals of Jade Void who were staring intently at him, Jiang Ziya could only agree with tears in his eyes.

Could Jiang Ziya refuse?

No!

He was just an ordinary mortal. If it weren't for his destiny to be appointed a god on behalf of Heaven, he probably wouldn't even be qualified to be noticed by a sage.

Given his abilities, he would have long since turned into dust.

His fate was now intertwined with that of the entire Chan Sect.

Regarding the things he did during the Great Tribulation, he advised his son to kill his father, to betray his close friends, and to his ministers to kill their ruler. If the Chan Sect were to fail, Xiqi would be defeated.

Jiang Ziya dared not imagine what kind of end he would suffer.

So he has no way back and can only go down this path to the bitter end.

Seeing Jiang Ziya agree with a bitter expression, the Jade Void Golden Immortals all breathed a sigh of relief.

That's all.

What Jiang Ziya was thinking was unimportant.

If Wen Zhong was a tool of the Jie Sect, then Jiang Ziya was a tool of the Yuxu Chan Sect.

Like Randeng, he was chosen by their master as a tool for the Twelve Golden Immortals of Jade Void to safely overcome the great tribulation.

Does the opinion of a "tool" (someone who is merely a tool) matter?

unimportant.

Jiang Ziya carefully put away the straw effigy, secretly dispatched three thousand men, built a command platform, and made all the necessary arrangements according to the established system. With disheveled hair and a sword in hand, he performed a series of acrobatic movements, wrote talismans and formed hand seals, bowed three times, took out the matching wooden bow, and fired an arrow at the straw effigy.

This arrow is invisible and intangible; it is formed from Jiang Ziya's own destiny and is extremely insidious.

After praying for several days in a row, and seeing that the ascetic had not yet come out, the Jade Void Golden Immortal finally felt relieved.

This method must have worked.

However, Guang Chengzi was still somewhat uneasy and said, "Fellow Daoist Lu, it's not that I don't believe in your abilities!"

However, that ascetic's methods were too astonishing.

"How about we issue a challenge first to test their strength?"

It's no wonder Guang Chengzi was cautious.

After all, Zhao Gongming displayed far too many methods, even driving away Ran Deng, who was at the Quasi-Saint realm.

Even they, the Jade Void Golden Immortals, were traumatized by the attack; they were still somewhat uneasy unless they saw it with their own eyes.

After listening, Lu Ya looked at Guang Chengzi with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot: "This technique of mine was passed down by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun."

Let alone a wandering monk, even a great immortal could fall victim to this technique.

Even after forty-nine days, one cannot escape calamity!

Lu Ya had absolute confidence in his signature technique, the Seven Arrows of Nailhead.

In his eyes, Zhao Gongming was already a dead man.

Upon hearing this, Guang Chengzi and the others were immediately relieved. They figured they only needed to wait for forty-nine days to see the outcome.

"Oh?"

In the merchant camp, just as Jiang Ziya unleashed the Seven Nailhead Arrows, within Zhao Gongming's primordial spirit, a fish drum radiated boundless light, firmly protecting his primordial spirit. Immediately, a small arrow of fortune shot fiercely at the fish drum, but it was firmly blocked and instantly vanished.

Zhao Gongming smiled slightly.

An altar was also set up in front of him.

At this moment, on the altar, incense sticks curled upwards, and fruit offerings were readily available.

There was a straw figure with the same eyebrows and eyes as Lu Ya, which was being worshipped.

Looking at the straw figure in front of him, Zhao Gongming bowed three times, took out his wooden bow, and shot.

At this moment, he also harbored murderous intent in his heart.

Damn it.

It's one thing if the labor and management don't dare to kill those bastards from the Chan Sect.

Now you, you dead bird, dare to plot against me? This time, I will make sure you never return, and your name will be recorded on the Investiture of the Gods!

As for the Seven Arrows Nailhead Book, isn't it just a waste of merit and luck?

In terms of merit, he possesses two great Dao merit golden wheels. While he may not be the number one in the primordial world, he is probably one of the best, aside from a few saints.

In terms of luck, even Zhao Gongming, the acting leader of the Jie Sect, had four luck cards. He didn't even know how terrifying his luck was.

In comparison, how much merit and good fortune could that dead bird possibly have?

During the great calamity of the Lich King, ten suns appeared in the sky, causing immense suffering and the deaths of countless lives. The resulting karmic burden was overwhelming, which is why Hou Yi was born to shoot down nine of the suns. This dead bird, having narrowly escaped the calamity, did not think of using legitimate means to earn merit.

Instead, they set their sights on me, Zhao, hoping to take advantage of the great calamity to fish in troubled waters and gain good fortune and merit.

Do you really think you're like that Jade Void Golden Immortal, able to gain fortune and merit from the great calamity and eliminate karmic consequences?

If I let you, you dead bird, escape unscathed from this great calamity, how will I, Zhao, have the face to roam the primordial world?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming was still not satisfied with using Qi-based arrows, and even infused them with a bit of merit. The arrows he shot emitted dazzling golden light and struck the straw figure in front of him one after another.

If someone else were to see this scene...

He would probably yell at the spendthrift on the spot.

Merit, or the merit of the Great Way.

Is this how you use it?

Here, Zhao Gongming drew his bow and shot an arrow.

Meanwhile, in Xiqi City, Lu Ya sensed something was amiss.

For several days in a row, he was so enraged by the worship that his heart burned like fire and his mind was fried like oil. He was at his wit's end, walking back and forth between the tents, scratching his head and cheeks.

If he hadn't attained enlightenment during the reign of the Heavenly Emperor and hadn't already reached the Quasi-Saint realm, he probably would have been brutally killed by Zhao Gongming on the spot.

"Is this the Seven Arrows of Nailhead? Could it be that Jiang Ziya worshipped the wrong person?"

Even if one worships the wrong person, this technique shouldn't possess such power!

Lu Ya's specialty was the Seven Arrows of Nailhead. In an instant, he knew the crux of the problem. Startled, he immediately transformed into a rainbow of light and headed towards Qishan.

However, upon arriving at the altar and seeing the straw figure, Lu Ya was terrified.

This shows that Jiang Shang did not worship the wrong person.

Someone must be plotting against me.

"Is it that ascetic monk?"

Lu Ya's expression shifted constantly.

This Seven Arrows Book of Nailheads is a great supernatural power of cause and effect.

During the great calamity of the Lich King, Hou Yi shot down the sun. The golden crow was extremely fast, but it was still shot down. This was because Hou Yi's arrow contained the power of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect. After he survived, he deliberately cultivated this kind of cause and effect supernatural power, the Seven Arrows of Nailhead. This kind of underhanded supernatural power that harms others and does not benefit oneself is rarely cultivated in the entire prehistoric world.

How could that ascetic possess such insidious supernatural powers!

Even if you mastered it, how could its power be this great?

"Ouch!!"

While Lu Ya was filled with doubt and uncertainty, his primordial spirit was suddenly wracked with pain, his vision went black, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Knowing he couldn't delay any longer, he immediately went straight to the front of the merchant camp and angrily shouted, "You damned monk, get out here!"

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