He hadn't finished speaking when a figure flashed, and a flurry of fists rained down on Ge Chuan: "I'll shut you up, shut you up, shut you up for looking down on people with your dog eyes. You asked about my identity? Do you know who I am now?"
Ge Chuan let out a series of screams!
Ge Xiang, who was embarrassed at being unable to break free from Mo Qi's embrace, suddenly felt light. When she looked up, she saw Mo Qi beating Ge Chuan, while everyone else stood there dumbfounded!
Ge Xiang immediately shouted, "Stop, he's your brother... he's my brother."
Everyone's gaze snapped to Ge Xiang. Mo Qi also stopped his attack, turned to look at Ge Xiang, and asked, "What did you say? He's my brother?"
Ge Xiang was so ashamed she wanted the ground to swallow her. Muttering "I misspoke," she covered her face and left.
Mo Qi turned back to Ge Chuan and resumed his assault, "Do you know who I am now? I'm your brother-in-law!"
Ge Chuan covered his head and pleaded repeatedly, "I know, brother-in-law, I was wrong!"
Only then did Mo Qi stop. He flashed and appeared before Jiang Xia, his aura as formidable as Yama's instantly enveloping Jiang Xia: "Teacher Jiang, where is the Investiture of the Gods?"
Jiang Xia remained seated, doing his best to maintain his composure: "What do you want the Investiture of the Gods for? I am now in charge of the Investiture of the Gods by the decree of the Three Teachings and Haotian. No one else has the right to inquire about the matters of deification."
Mo Qi let out a cold snort: "Don't talk about Haotian. Even among the Three Teachings, only two have agreed. Do you dare to confront Haotian with me and ask if he decreed this matter to you?"
Jiang Xia was momentarily speechless and stood there stunned.
Wu Ji, unable to bear seeing his master humiliated, gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "You are presumptuous! How dare you be disrespectful to my master? I..."
Before he could finish, Mo Qi suddenly turned his head and glared at him. A powerful spiritual force surged forth, like a tornado conjured from thin air, lifting Wu Ji's body and slamming him against the wall before he fell back to the ground.
Tu Liang, standing nearby, had been considering making a move, but seeing this scene, he no longer dared to act rashly. He didn't even dare to breathe.
Mo Qi turned his gaze back to Jiang Xia: "Hand over the Investiture of the Gods."
Although Jiang Xia was afraid, he was also stubborn, saying, "I will never hand it over to you, not even in death."
Meanwhile, within the Myriad Immortals Formation, the four Sages were still attacking Lingbao Tianzun, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
The guardians of the formation's core, such as Jin Ling Shengmu, Ling Ya Xian, and Qiu Shou Xian, were quickly captured. The other disciples were all insignificant, essentially entering the fray only to die.
These individuals, in their colorful and varied appearances, were what the Yuqing Sect referred to as those born from moisture and eggs, taught without distinction or selection. Their cultivation was generally low, and achieving immortality was a foolish fantasy.
To deal with them, let alone the Twelve Golden Immortals, even third-generation disciples like Yang Erlang, Li Sanlang, and Lei Zhenzi could dispatch them like slicing vegetables, with no effort at all.
Yang Erlang and the others charged through the crowd, entering and exiting multiple times, fighting with exhilarating abandon. They had never experienced such a satisfying slaughter.
Lingbao Tianzun was not foolish. Knowing that these disciples were no match for the Yuqing Sect disciples, he still brought them to their deaths.
This was because he clearly understood that these individuals had poor root potential, and no matter how much they cultivated, they would achieve little. Allowing them to become gods might be the best outcome for them.
Furthermore, arranging his disciples to enter the Heavenly Realm, from a certain perspective, was a way to enhance the strength of his own sect!
But while he was clever, Yu Bao Tianzun and Tai Bao Tianzun were not foolish. They invited the Two Sages of the West and made prior arrangements: whoever among these individuals had affinity with you, you could take them.
Thus, Jieyin unfurled his Qiankun Bag within the formation, and Zhunti wielded his Six Roots Pure Bamboo, bundling up all these fated individuals and taking them away to expand the Western Teachings' strength.
The Western Teachings had only recently been established and were in urgent need of talent to increase their influence.
Of course, the Western Teachings were not unable to recruit people; it was just that their demand for disciples had never been satisfied.
In the blink of an eye, the vast Myriad Immortals Formation was nearly empty, and his own disciples were about to become someone else's. Lingbao Tianzun was furious and brandished his Purple Lightning Hammer to attack the Two Sages of the West.
Three sariras appeared above Jieyin's head, while Zhunti met the attack with his pagoda. The lightning from the Purple Lightning Hammer could not penetrate.
At this moment, Yu Bao Tianzun attacked with the Zhu Xian Sword. Lingbao Tianzun dodged, and on the other side, Tai Bao Tianzun struck with his flat cudgel.
Lingbao Tianzun found himself surrounded and under attack from all sides. He hastily tried to escape, shouting for Chang Er Ding Guang Xian. If he had brought the Six Souls Banner over now and waved it at these four, they would have instantly been annihilated.
However, after calling out for a long time, no one answered.
At this moment, Tai Bao Tianzun produced the Six Souls Banner and smiled, "Are you looking for this?"
Lingbao Tianzun was greatly alarmed: "How did the Six Souls Banner get to you? Did you... did you kill him?"
Yu Bao Tianzun let out a cold snort: "We don't have time to kill him. He voluntarily surrendered and offered the Six Souls Banner. I think this is something you should reflect on. Why would the person closest to you betray you? Is it because you've committed too many evils that heaven and man are both angered?"
Lingbao Tianzun was enraged and swung his Purple Lightning Hammer at Yu Bao Tianzun.
The three of them immediately ganged up on him again, launching a fierce assault. This instantly resolved Yu Bao Tianzun's predicament and put Lingbao Tianzun on the defensive.
The Twelve Golden Immortals charged through the formation for a while, and there were basically no opponents left. Those who could be considered opponents had basically been killed. Some had been taken by the Two Sages of the West, and some were simply too difficult to strike down, so they were left for Li Sanlang, Yang Erlang, and others to deal with.
The Twelve Golden Immortals, on the other hand, were idle and watched the proceedings with their hands clasped.
At this moment, Wu Ji ran in frantically. He had intended to find Yu Bao Tianzun, but upon seeing the Twelve Golden Immortals idly standing around, he approached them and reported: "Esteemed Martial Uncles, my master was mesmerized by Mo Qi's gaze, and he took the Investiture of the Gods."
The Twelve Golden Immortals, Nan Ji Xian Weng, and Ran Deng were all greatly alarmed. Without a word, they unleashed their figures and sped out of the formation.
Yun Zhong Zi, however, headed into the formation, preparing to inform his master.
At this time, Mo Qi, after subduing Jiang Xia with his soul-confusing technique, had obtained the Investiture of the Gods and was preparing to make his escape.
Suddenly, he saw the Myriad Immortals Formation littered with corpses, with the four Sages and Yuqing Sect disciples slaughtering Shangqing Sect disciples like slicing vegetables.
He stood there, hesitant.
The mission was complete, and he had intended to take the Investiture of the Gods to the Savage Demon Realm. But for some reason, seeing the Shangqing Sect being bullied like this, he felt deeply wounded.
He couldn't help but sigh, "Being sentimental has always been my weakness!"
With that, he sped towards the Myriad Immortals Formation.
At this moment, the Twelve Golden Immortals and the others arrived at high speed. They met head-on, and Ran Deng roared in anger: "Mo Qi, you are constantly opposing my Yuqing Sect. Your death is well-deserved!"
Mo Qi said nothing more and directly unleashed the Hunyuan Jin Dou.
The Hunyuan Jin Dou floated in the air, and a golden light shot out.
The Twelve Golden Immortals had all suffered losses from the Hunyuan Jin Dou before. Seeing its approach, they hurriedly unleashed their escape techniques and fled.
Ci Hang Dao Ren, Pu Xian Zhen Ren, and Wen Shu Guang Fa Tian Zun were slower to move. They were enveloped by the golden light and drawn into the Hunyuan Jin Dou.
Mo Qi retrieved the Hunyuan Jin Dou and continued towards the Myriad Immortals Formation.
He knew that inside, it was still a four-on-one situation.
Any one of those four individuals was enough for him to handle. Therefore, if he went up to fight them directly, the outcome would remain unchanged.
To change the outcome, he had to try a formation.
With this thought, Mo Qi silently approached the Four Symbols Formation where the five were fighting. The original Four Symbols had been captured, and now everyone was ganging up on Lingbao Tianzun.
Mo Qi had previously tried feeding the stress-reducing pill to the little blood person, maximizing its potential, which had indeed produced unexpected results and served to restrain the Four Sages.
However, since then, the little blood person had been severely weakened. It was unlikely to withstand even one stress-reducing pill now and needed time to recover.
Therefore, he had to find another way today. In any case, he could not match the strength of any of the Four Sages.
Mo Qi set up a Da Luo Xing Yi Formation around the perimeter, based on banners. The formation contained formations within it, and the core of the Four Symbols Formation was placed with four fire-attribute magical treasures.
Mo Qi himself stood in mid-air, releasing the Fire Demon and feeding it ten stress-reducing pills.
The Fire Demon knew it was going to work again and grumbled incessantly, showing great resistance.
Mo Qi patted its head and said, "Stop the nonsense and get down there."
With his words, Mo Qi kicked the Fire Demon down.
At the same time, he activated the formation banners.
For some reason, after the Fire Demon's body descended, it began to spin uncontrollably.
The Fire Demon cried out, struggling with all its might, but to no avail.
However, the fire spiritual power within it was unleashed with surging might, activating the Four Symbols Formation and driving it into operation.
The four core points of the Four Symbols Formation, like slumbering demons, suddenly awakened. Under Mo Qi's guidance, streams of fire swords struck towards the Four Sages.
The Four Sages were unconcerned. Each of them possessed an indestructible body, and ordinary fire could not harm them.
They directly activated their protective divine light and did not dodge, continuing their encirclement and attack on Lingbao Tianzun.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."
A sound of intense penetration was heard. The fire swords struck the Four Sages, penetrating their flesh by three inches, causing each of them to bleed profusely and cry out in pain.
Only then did everyone realize that the fire swords, amplified by this formation, were not terrifying for their burning effect, but for their penetration!
Even with the indestructible and immortal bodies of the Four Sages, they could hardly resist.
The Four Sages were all injured and stopped their attack on Lingbao Tianzun. Lingbao Tianzun suddenly felt a sense of calm and ease.
He found it very strange, not knowing what had happened.
When he looked up, the sky and earth were filled with a fiery red hue, from which streams of fire swords pierced through, launching continuous attacks on the Four Sages.
The Four Sages no longer dared to underestimate their opponents. They dodged or used magical treasures to counter them.
However, as they were busy dealing with these fire swords, they had no time to attack Lingbao Tianzun. Lingbao Tianzun then launched a counter-attack against them.
The Qing Ping Sword danced, and in an instant, he beat the four into a state of disarray, making them cry out in distress.
While Lingbao Tianzun fought with exhilarating abandon, he was greatly astonished. The fire swords only pursued and attacked the four, deliberately avoiding him.