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

According to Pingxin's opinion, as long as Houtu attains enlightenment and becomes a saint, she will be the first Earthly Dao Ancestor!

In other words, Zhao is about to have a Daoist ancestor as his backer?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming couldn't help but get excited, but soon, looking at the blood-red giant cocoon in front of him, he calmed down.

It would probably take tens of thousands of years for Houtu to nurture the body of the Ancestral Witch. By the time she was born and became a saint, the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods would have already been over!

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao instinctively suppresses the Earthly Dao. Once Houtu develops a body and is about to prove herself as a saint, the Heavenly Dao will probably not remain indifferent.

The Dao Ancestor's powerful backing was genuine, but with the Investiture of the Gods approaching, the most urgent task was to ensure the Jie Sect could smoothly weather the impending calamity.

"The body will likely take ten thousand years to develop before it can be born. The underworld is isolated from the secrets of heaven, so it is not afraid of the heavenly Dao's investigation!"

However, the appointment of the Great Emperor of Fengdu is a matter of great importance. Once it is officially conferred, even those Heavenly Saints will likely become suspicious!

Pingxin looked at Zhao Gongming beside him, her tone somewhat troubled.

Zhao Gongming used Pangu's essence blood and primordial purple energy to reshape Houtu's body. It is no exaggeration to say that he single-handedly saved the entire underworld.

Is bestowing the title of Emperor of Fengdu excessive? Not at all!

But the problem lies precisely in this: the Emperor of Fengdu, what kind of status is that? The Lord of the Underworld, in terms of rank, he is even on par with the Heavenly Saints.

To sit in the position of a saint without possessing the strength of a saint is bound to cause trouble.

"This matter is not difficult. My younger brother can go to the Heavenly Court and assume the position of the Purple Star Emperor!"

Zhao Gongming spoke with a smile. Upon hearing this, Pingxin was initially puzzled, but then her eyes lit up. "You mean?"

"Indeed, the Heavenly Emperor Ziwei has the authority to command the Underworld, but this authority is merely a nominal position!"

If the younger brother were to become the Ziwei Emperor, firstly, he could hold a nominal position of power while wielding real authority!

Secondly, the power over the underworld and the heavenly court is entirely in the hands of my younger brother!

Zhao Gongming spoke, "The Ziwei Emperor is extremely special among the Four Emperors of Heaven. His full name is the Central Heaven Ziwei Emperor."

Its power is astonishingly great, encompassing the heavens and earth, the sun, moon and stars, commanding the star gods of the three realms and the gods of mountains and rivers, and also having the authority to rule the underworld.

In terms of rank, he is only half a rank lower than Haotian, and he is also the nominal next successor to the Lord of Heaven!

During the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, such an important position was obtained by the mortal Boyi Kao, who was immediately relegated to the sidelines, holding power but only a nominal post.

The underworld is the land transformed from Houtu, controlled by Pingxin Mengpo, and the authority of the Ziwei Emperor to rule the underworld is naturally a nominal position.

However, if Zhao Gongming were to take on this role, things would be completely different.

He was the de facto Emperor of Fengdu in the North Yin, and even without being officially appointed, he was completely in charge of the underworld!

The power of the Ziwei Emperor to rule the underworld is, to others, merely a nominal position.

But for him, that was real power, and he didn't have to worry about attracting trouble. He had both face and substance.

"That's excellent!"

Pingxin also smiled and praised Zhao Gongming's idea repeatedly.

This move not only reclaims the authority over the underworld from the Heavenly Dao side, but also allows Zhao Gongming to become the true Emperor of Fengdu, achieving two goals at once.

"This is the Fengdu Treasure Mirror. Possessing this treasure will allow one to gain insight into Fengdu and mobilize the power of Fengdu City."

I almost forgot to give you this treasure!

As Lady Pingxin spoke, a precious mirror, resembling a miniature version of Fengdu City, landed before Zhao Gongming.

It is clear that there are countless buildings and houses inside, and people moving about. The disciples of the four religions in Fengdu City, and even the great shamans who are lying in ambush in the houses, are all clearly visible.

Some houses contain treasures and spiritual roots.

In some houses, if you push open the door, a bunch of burly shamans will rush out cursing and swearing, and you'll have to get a good beating before you can get away.

Most importantly, Zhao Gongming, wielding the Fengdu Treasure Mirror, was able to alter the entire layout of Fengdu City and even change the order of the houses.

Seeing this, he became playful. After refining the Fengdu Treasure Mirror, he placed the Five Ghost Emperor Seals into the Fengdu City Treasure Mirror. Then, he activated the Treasure Mirror to "send" the Ghost Emperor Seals to his three sisters, the Turtle Spirit Saint Mother and the Golden Spirit Saint Mother. As for other treasures and spiritual materials, Zhao Gongming was naturally not stingy. He would leave the good things to his sisters.

As for the Jade Void Golden Immortal, he naturally didn't receive such good treatment. Zhao Gongming moved all the rooms where the Great Witch was hidden to locations along the Jade Void Golden Immortal's inevitable route.

Of course, Zhao Gongming would not show favoritism. He deliberately arranged things for the Western Sect and even for the Grand Master Xuandu.

For a time, Fengdu City was filled with wails and howls. Apart from the direct disciples of the Jie Sect, the other disciples of the three sects were beaten and fled in terror, screaming in agony.

"I possess the Fengdu Treasure Mirror, which further isolates me from the secrets of heaven and the rules of the heavenly way!"

If the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods were to erupt here…

Zhao Gongming's eyes brightened slightly, and the next moment, his figure swayed, and he transformed into the appearance of Ksitigarbha, the direct disciple of the Western Sect, and disappeared into Fengdu City.

Here, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Jade Void, and even Randeng, were all scattered throughout Fengdu City.

At this moment, both Jade Void Golden Immortal and Burning Lamp looked rather unwell.

They felt they were being targeted by the Witch Clan. At first, things were normal; even without the Ghost Emperor's Seal, there were still some treasures inside the rooms in Fengdu City.

But then their nightmare began. As soon as they opened the door, a group of grumbling, burly witch men rushed out.

Most importantly, it seemed that every house harbored a burly witch, who beat them all black and blue.

"Could it be that this group of witches still harbors resentment over the Battle of Zhuolu?"

Using the title of Ghost Emperor as bait, they deliberately lured us saints, who were personally taught by him, to this place.

"Hmph, once we're out of the underworld, I'll definitely report to my master and demand an explanation from those witches!"

Taiyi Zhenren walked through Fengdu City, cursing and swearing. At this moment, his hair was disheveled, his Taoist robe was torn, and he no longer had any of the air of a celestial being.

These great shamans showed no mercy. If he hadn't mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, he probably would have been beaten to death by these shamans.

This time, instead of gaining any benefits from coming to the underworld, Taiyi Zhenren was beaten up, which made him resentful. He regretted that he had killed too few members of the Wu clan during the Battle of Zhuolu.

"Taiyi, give me back my junior brother's life!"

But before Taiyi Zhenren could ponder how to retaliate against the group of witches, a voice filled with anger suddenly came from in front of him.

There, the Western disciple Ksitigarbha, his face contorted with rage, conjured a world in his palm, and with a deafening roar, smashed it straight down at him.

"A grain of rice cannot possibly shine brightly!"

Taiyi sneered, drew his sword and went to meet them. If he couldn't beat the Wu Clan, he couldn't beat the direct disciple of the Western Sect?

The two had fought before on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, and the outcome was evenly matched. Now that he had encountered Ksitigarbha, he was naturally not afraid at all.

As the "World in the Palm" clashed with the longsword in Taiyi Zhenren's hand, the expression on Taiyi Zhenren's face changed drastically in an instant.

"No, this world..."

boom!

Before Taiyi Zhenren could react, the incredibly powerful world in his palm smashed the longsword in his hand and landed directly on his body.

As if struck head-on by a vast world, before Taiyi Zhenren could even react, he was instantly killed.

"Sorry, my hand was shaking!"

Seeing Taiyi Zhenren being smashed to death on the spot, Dizang scratched his head, looking guilty, and turned to leave!

On the field, only the cold corpse of Taiyi Zhenren remained, along with his bewildered primordial spirit, drifting in mid-air!