Certainly, being insulted on both sides would definitely put the Cult of Explanation at a disadvantage. They are too few in number, even if they were to add the Western Cult and Deng Chanyu, they still wouldn't make up one-tenth of the opposite side's numbers.
The main issue with arguing is the volume, not the reasoning, and quantity does matter. With more people, arguments naturally have an advantage.
Deng Chanyu held the eraser, sitting quietly and watching the play, Nuwa also enjoyed watching the play. The choice of the master and apprentice was amazingly consistent.
As the two sides were about to engage in a full-blown fight, Wen Zhong rode on the black qilin to separate the crowd of Jie Cult, and after a glance around, he found Ji Ziya.
Wen Zhong had already understood the importance of Ji Ziya to Xī Qí, and he took this opportunity to play on it.
"Today's matter has its root in something, lies in the deep-seated blood feud between Shang and Zhou, and disturbed the Daoist brothers from the three mountains and five peaks. This is Wen Zhong's fault. Ji Shang! You were also a subject of Yin Shang, today as the general of Xī Qí, I as the Grand Master of Yin Shang, let's compare our skills in front of our Daoist brothers, decide our fate and death!"
The old master is now under immense pressure. He doesn't want the immortals of the Jie Cult and the Chenjiao Cult to sacrifice their lives for his own matter. The karmic debt is too great, and he cannot bear it.
It's better to take all the blame on himself, and kill Ji Ziya in one fell swoop!
His realm of heavenly immortals is much higher than Ji Ziya's semi-immortal status. One on one, he has nothing to fear.
The Jie Cult gradually quieted down, and with Wen Zhong, the main figure, willing to step forward for a solo duel, the immortals would not object.
Jin Lingsheng Mother secretly sighed, Wen Zhong has entered a great calamity and may be hard to leave again.
However, Wen Zhong's stand-up at this moment shows great responsibility indeed. Jin Lingsheng Mother herself also doesn't want to engage in an all-out war with the Chenjiao Cult.
The Chenjiao side is also exchanging glances with each other.
They all feel that they can fight!
Guangchengzi asked in a manner: "Junior Brother Ziya, I observe that the Dao of Wen Zhong is profound, spirit and qi are complete, it is not small contempt. You have the yellow flag of Central Wu Earth given by your master, invulnerable to all laws, and the whipping stick for gods, which should be taken out to beat down the arrogance of Jie Cult.”
Ah? Me?
Ji Ziya is watching the show, thinking about water governance in his heart. Among so many big shots, it's hard to see how it could be my turn to come out as a semi-immortal. I never expected that this matter would be related to me at present.
Wen Zhong challenged to battle, and Guangchengzi ordered him to fight.
The South Pole Grandpa was admitted into the realm early, long before the Yuanhui. He had already achieved the fruit of the Golden Cauldron Dao in the realm of Tai Chi in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, but he usually maintained a low profile and acted like an invisible person.
To some extent, Guangchengzi can be said to be the second-generation leader of the Chenjiao. As a disciple of Chenjiao, Ji Ziya had no room to refuse Guangchengzi's command.
"I will comply with my senior brother's orders."
Ji Ziya hardened his heart, rode SiBuBang, held the whipping stick for gods in his hand, and the yellow flag of Central Wu Earth was hidden in his sleeves, which is considered fully armed.
Deng Chanyu looked at the yellow flag twice in a strange way. The yellow flag isn't a secret, she had seen Jin Lingsheng Mother and Wen Zhong whispering just now. She wanted to remind them, but thought that as an outsider, she doesn't have any reason to interfere, so she can only keep pretending not to know.
The two old men came to the front of the array, at a distance of one arrow, stopped together.
Ji Ziya still holds a trace of respect for Wen Zhong, admiring his loyalty and dedication to the Shang dynasty.
At this time, he was still good-naturedly advising: "Master, I am a person whose path has been cut off. I can only seek wealth and fortune in this human world. Your path as a Daoist is excellent, why waste it here? It's better to return to the mountain with your teacher and seek the path of immortality."
Ji Ziya really has no confidence in winning, Wen Zhong's three eyes staring at him, looks very fierce, the old master's accumulation of power for decades is still there, he rebelling against his superiors made him a little nervous, but as a disciple of Chenjiao Cult, he couldn't refuse.
He really didn't want to fight to the death with Wen Zhong. It would be best if he could persuade him to leave.
Wen Zhong roared in anger: "Hmph! Traitor! You have also received the salary of Yin Shang, King Wu greatly appreciated you, Zheng Shang, your father and ancestors were all under the rule of Yin Shang, today you are over eighty years old, don't think about repaying the king's favor, instead, you are fascinated by King Ji Chang and raise an army to cause trouble, subvert the state and shrine, which is a traitor who has no loyalty or filial piety or righteousness. How do you have face to sell your words in front of the old man?"
The old master lifted the male and female dragon golden whip: "Stop talking so much, it only brings shame upon yourself. Prepare to receive a whip from the old man!"
Now, killing Wen Zhong would also be good for Xī Qí. Ji Ziya saw that mouth-guiding was failing, and he immediately took out the whipping stick: "Alright, then let the old master give me more guidance."
The black qilin stomped its four hooves into the wind, accompanied by a trail of misty water vapor, charging forward like an arrow. Wen Zhong roared and swung his whip.
Ji Ziya's martial arts skills can only be said to be decent, not strong at all.
Wen Taishu's speed is a bit fast, and after one pull on the reins, SiBuBang moved quickly to the side, and the whipping stick silently attacked Wen Zhong's rear brain.
"How bad the traitor is!"
Wen Zhong's third eye has a broad view, and he immediately twisted his waist and arm to return a whip.
The two of them went back and forth, and after a dozen or so exchanges, they quickly reached this point.
All the immortals watched together, including several sages' eyes were all gathered here.
Wen Zhong, with his great strength, profound Taoist cultivation, and martial arts skills, gained the upper hand after twenty moves. Originally, he used the male dragon whip in his left hand for the offense and the female dragon whip in his right hand for defense. But as they fought on, the tactics suddenly changed; the male dragon whip took a defensive stance to block Ji Ziya's overhead strike, while the female dragon whip, carrying momentum, fiercely struck at Ji Ziya's head from the left side.
The old Ji Ziya's combat experience is still insufficient. With his right hand holding the whip, he was a bit defenseless against the attack from the left side. Moreover, with age and decline, his reaction speed was also slow. At this moment, he couldn't react in time and could only subconsciously chant incantations. The yellow flag of Central Wu Earth flew out of his sleeve in a four-square manner, unfurling in the wind like waves, intercepting Wen Zhong's whip.
SiBuBang suddenly exerted force, circling to the side of the black qilin, and its horn at the top of its head fiercely pierced the neck of the black qilin.
The black qilin, having long experience in battle, has strong defensive capabilities and excellent adaptability. The scales around its body glowed with a black light, not only blocking the thrust but also kicking SiBuBang with a hoof.
Wen Zhong, sitting on the back of the black qilin and looking down, struck two more whips in succession, but both were intercepted by the yellow flag. Without delay, he used his weapon as a treasure and held incantations in his hands. The two steel whips turned into dragons and flew to high places on the left and right sides respectively. They aimed to find a weakness in the yellow flag and kill Ji Ziya.
The male whip was repelled by the yellow flag first. Ji Ziya's forehead was drenched in sweat. In just a few moves using the yellow flag, his magical power had depleted by half. He immediately slightly relaxed the protection of the yellow flag, infused a small amount of his remaining magical power into the whip for gods, and then struck it fiercely.
The female whip was surrounded by the appearance of a dragon shadow. At this moment, it fiercely struck downward from above, looking formidable. In contrast, the Zhen Shen Da Bei seemed ordinary and plain, like an ordinary wooden whip.
The Zhen Shen Da Bei struck from the bottom upwards, meeting the female whip.
With a crisp snap, the dragon essence hidden within the female whip let out a wail. The four talismans within the Zhen Shen Da Bei turned to ashes, and the steel whip, given by Jin Lingsheng Mother and following Wen Zhong for more than a hundred years, was severed in two at its midsection and fell to the dust.
