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For a long time, Zhao Gongming has been accustomed to the indestructible and powerful power of the Dinghai Divine Pearl.

Even many Hunyuan monks were beaten to the point of running away under the powerful power of his Dinghai Divine Pearl.

This was also his confidence to challenge Xu Junming.

If successful, he will establish his authority among the outer disciples of Jie Jiao.

But he soon discovered that he was wrong.

The ancient, thick and obscure Shenmen did not collapse under the attack of the Dinghai Divine Pearl.

And a powerful force suppressed him, making his control of the divine beads obscure.

This is not the end.

Before he could react, a stronger force came down on him.

This caused him to completely lose control of the Dinghai Divine Pearl.

"How is this possible?"

Looking at Zhao Gongming who exclaimed in surprise, Xu Junming smiled calmly.

Since he understood all the Taoism of Time Tao, Space Tao and Sealing Tao in Hunyuan, the Hunyuan Divine Sect naturally also developed the Hunyuan Spiritual Treasure.

Although in terms of power, the Hunyuan Divine Sect is not as powerful as the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls.

But Zhao Gongming's magic power is far inferior to him, and his Taoism is not as good as him, let alone the power of his space, time, soul and seal.

Feeling that the twenty-four beads in Hunyuan Shenmen have become quiet after being sealed by the four gates.

He smiled calmly and looked forward.

"What other means do you have? Just use them together."

Zhao Gongming's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Even his strongest Dinghai Divine Pearl was no match for others, let alone the rest.

Continuing to take action is just asking for humiliation.

He took a deep breath and bowed.

"Senior has great cultivation and powerful treasures. I am no match for this junior."

Seeing him admit defeat, Xu Junming was not overly embarrassed.

With a thought in his heart, he took back the Hunyuan Divine Gate.

The twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls that were originally sealed were revealed.

Zhao Gongming did not dare to neglect and quickly took the treasure back.

After heaving a sigh of relief, he flew towards the Jie Jiao disciples.

No one laughed at his defeat. Everyone saw with their own eyes the power of the Dinghai Divine Pearl just now.

Such a powerful treasure was easily neutralized by the Lord Chongshan, and they were no match for them.

"This person must also be a powerful person from ancient times."

All the cultivators made speculations.

Xu Junming flew over with his hands behind his back.

"Holy Emperor, everything is done, Pindao will take his disciples and leave."

"Fellow Taoist, don't you think about it anymore? Our Donghuang human race is vast and there is enough space for Chongshan disciples to broaden their horizons and accumulate merit."

Xu Junming smiled calmly.

"The Donghuang human race has its own disciples from the Sanqing sect. But the Buzhoushan human race only has my Chongshan disciples to protect them."

After saying that, he bowed his hands.

"Farewell."

The body transformed into a escaping light and instantly flew away into the distance.

More than thirty Chongshan disciples quickly followed.

Looking at the disappearing light, Fu Xi shook his head and sighed.

"What a pity."

He had long seen the conflict between Jie Jiao and Chongshan disciples.

But he didn't stop it.

Compared with Jie Jiao, who was powerful and had a saint behind him, Chongshan, who was weak, naturally became the abandoned party.

Xu Junming obviously saw through his plan.

That's why I left so resolutely.

After millions of miles away from Wanqiu, Xu Junming stopped.

With a finger, the Hunyuan Divine Gate emerged from mid-air.

"I have something else to do. You guys should go back to Buzhou Mountain first."

"Disciple, obey."

"Zangyang?"

"teacher."

"After I return, I will tell all the tribes that from now on, those who are not Daluo disciples will not be allowed to leave Mount Buzhou."

"Disciple, obey."

Xu Junming waved his hand.

Xue Zangyang then walked into the Hunyuan Divine Gate.

After they teleported away, Xu Junming put away the treasure, looked in the direction of Wanqiu and sighed.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. As the emperors of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, how could they not know how to maneuver and make choices? If the Three Emperors hadn't suppressed him and opened up the world, he probably wouldn't have been Dayu."

Through this incident, he also understood that in the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, it would be difficult to seek merit from the Eastern Barren people.

Disciples of the three religions of Ren, Chan, and Jie will definitely not let outsiders get involved.

The Western religion and the demon clan are both excluded, not to mention Chongshan.

On the sidelines, those that the Sage Sect looks down upon are the small households and casual cultivators.

Things of great merit, such as popularizing agriculture, opening up the way to value goods, creating writing, teaching merit, becoming the emperor's teacher, etc., will all fall into the hands of the three religions.

Facing the three saints, Xu Junming was not convinced and insisted on competing with them.

"Forget it, there is no merit. If you practice hard, you will be able to achieve Hunyuan in the future."

After letting go of this matter, he spread his right hand and a Bagua disk appeared in front of him.

It was the ‘Heavenly Secret Divine Ball’ that he had already trained into the Great Luo Lingbao.

As soon as the mana is activated, the divine ball spins rapidly.

Soon, Xu Junming had a sudden realization in his heart.

"Southeast?"

After calculating the direction that was most beneficial to him, he put away the Divine Ball of Heavenly Secret and activated the Escape Light to slowly fly over.

Xu Junming didn't know where he was going or what he would encounter.

He has been practicing in seclusion at Buzhou Mountain for 30 million years. Now he just wants to relax and take things as they come. It doesn't matter where he goes.

The prehistoric world is vast. Xu Junming traveled all the way, passing through countless human tribes, passing down the cultivation methods, and subduing the demons and monsters that eat people. Tens of thousands of years have passed without realizing it.

He had not found any useful treasures for ten thousand years. Xu Junming even doubted whether everything he had calculated at the beginning was correct?

After leaving this small tribe called the Black Tiger clan, they continued to fly southeast.

After three months, the lush trees gradually disappeared.

They were replaced by low shrubs and lush grass, and the moisture gradually became thicker.

Xu Junming paused for a moment, and when he waved, a faint yellow breath appeared in his palm.

The keen sense of consciousness can clearly sense the strong toxicity within it.

"Miasma? It looks like there's a swamp ahead."

After traveling for nearly ten thousand years, spanning trillions of miles, and various terrains, Xu Junming is already familiar with it.

Sure enough, after traveling hundreds of millions of miles, a huge swamp appeared in front of us.

This swamp was so huge that it was the largest of all the swamps he had ever seen.

At a glance, one can see that countless millions of years of black mud have accumulated in it, and the endless miasma is like strips of dim yellow ribbons, hovering among various brightly colored poisonous weeds.

The sound of poisonous gas bursting through bubbles was heard one after another, like the only life in this dead swamp.
To be continued...