Chapter 1057: The Arrival of Hongjun

According to Laozi’s thoughts, Hongjun, as the Dao Ancestor of the Pangu World, surely wouldn’t stand by and let the five Yellow Dragons continue fighting like this. If this went on, even the Thirty-Three Heavens would be riddled with holes.
“Master, if this Yellow Dragon attains sainthood, what will happen to our Human Cult?” asked Archmage Xuandu hesitantly.
Laozi’s eyes flickered as he nodded. “If this Yellow Dragon continues to grow stronger, it will indeed pose a threat to our Human Cult!”
“Master, look!” Suddenly, Archmage Xuandu pointed at the Water Mirror in shock.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Zhunti let out a muffled cry as the Yellow Dragon suddenly struck him. The Heavenly Sacred Cauldron sent him flying backward, and the Green Lotus Banner that protected him shattered under the impact.
The Yellow Dragon flashed forward and appeared in front of Zhunti, delivering a punch straight at him.
In panic, Zhunti tried to block with his Divine Staff, but it was too late—he was hit in the left cheek by the Yellow Dragon’s punch!
“A bang!” came the sound from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Nüwa in the Nüwa Palace widened her eyes in shock, while Laozi in the Eight Sceneries Palace looked astonished. Even the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and all the celestial generals watching through the Sky-Gazing Mirror were stunned.
Zhunti had actually been punched in the left cheek by the Yellow Dragon!
Inside the Western Great Thunder Sound Temple, Bodhisattvas like Guanyin and Manjushri, as well as the Buddha and Arhats, were equally shocked, unable to believe it. Even a sense of shame overwhelmed them.
On Zhunti’s left cheek, the imprint of the Yellow Dragon’s punch was clearly visible, causing it to swell red.
After flying backward and regaining stability, Zhunti felt as though the bones in his left cheek had been shattered by the punch. In pain, he covered his face in disbelief.
“You… you dare to hit me on my left cheek!” Then, Zhunti’s eyes burned with fury, as if flames were about to burst out, and he roared with all his might.
His roar echoed across the heavens and earth, and waves of Buddhist fire erupted from his body, burning everything around him into nothingness.
Since the creation of the universe by Pangu, Zhunti had never suffered such humiliation!
“Left cheek? I’ll not only hit your left cheek but also your right one!” sneered the Yellow Dragon. His body glowed brightly, and then thirty-three divine artifacts along with the Dragon Gate flew out from his body.
Centered around the Dragon Gate, the thirty-three divine artifacts rotated around it.
Thousands of dragon roars filled the sky, thunder cracked, and demons howled wildly.
In an instant, the thirty-three divine artifacts and the Dragon Gate appeared above Zhunti’s head. Then, they suddenly enclosed him, with thirty-four streams of air forming thirty-four divine mountains that pressed down on him with immense force.

Juanti paled in shock, ignoring his anger, and quickly raised the Green Lotus Treasure Flag to protect himself. At the same time, he summoned the Seven Treasures Miracle Tree and swept it toward the thirty-three divine weapons and the Dragon Gate. Seven beams of light emerged from the tree, each targeting one of the thirty-three divine weapons and the Dragon Gate. Under the pressure of these seven beams, the thirty-three divine weapons and the Dragon Gate were forced to halt. Yet just as Juanti had summoned the Seven Treasures Miracle Tree, a figure flashed by, and he horrorously saw a fist growing larger and larger in front of his eyes. “Huanglong, how dare you!” Yuan Yin roared from afar. Above the auspicious clouds, Yuan Yin summoned three giant relics, each containing tens of millions of golden Buddhas. The three giant relics rushed fiercely at Huanglong. Seeing this, Huanglong did not dare to be careless. Back in the Zuxian Sword Formation, Yuan Yin had used these very three giant relics to break through the Lüxian Gate, so their power was unimaginable. Immediately, Huanglong raised the Chaos Bell, allowing the celestial stars to descend to protect his body. At the same time, a precious light burst from within him—it was the Spirit-Communicating Jade. The Spirit-Communicating Jade transformed into a protective armor that merged with the celestial stars, blocking the three giant relics. Meanwhile, Huanglong continued his attacks, delivering another punch at Juanti. “Boom!” Another loud explosion echoed. Juanti’s right face twisted as he let out a scream before flying backward. The many powerful beings watching the battle from the Pangu World were once again stunned. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Western Thunder Sound Temple even covered their faces and eyes. “Hahaha, great!” Tongtian, who was fighting against Yuan Shi, laughed heartily. “Brother Huanglong, you’ve done well! That’s awesome—keep hitting him hard!” Tongtian’s laughter echoed far across the thirty-three heavens, making all the powerful beings break into sweat. “You brat Huanglong, I’ll kill you!” Juanti, having stabilized himself and holding his right face, roared skyward, his eyes glowing with murderous intent. Even saints need face when attaining enlightenment; they too have emotions. With his left and right faces hit by Huanglong in succession, Juanti’s dignity was utterly lost. His face twisted in fury, as if insane. But just as Juanti was about to summon the Seven Treasures Miracle Tree and use his divine staff to attack Huanglong mercilessly, a voice suddenly rang out between heaven and earth: “Stop!” The voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible pressure. Hearing this, Huanglong knew that Hongjun could no longer bear to stay idle and was stepping in to stop them. Juanti, who had been about to launch a fierce attack, froze, his expression shifting wildly.

Thirty-three days away, within the Purple Sky Palace, a streak of purple light flashed by. Before Huang Long and the others, Hong Jun, dressed in a Taoist robe, appeared before them. During the Battle of Deification back then, Huang Long had seen Hong Jun once. “Disciple pays homage to the teacher, wishing the teacher eternal life!” As Hong Jun arrived, Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, Yuan Shi, and Tong Tian hurried forward to pay their respects. “Paying respects to Hong Jun, the Taoist Patriarch!” Huang Long also did not dare to be negligent and bowed in greeting. “You may rise,” Hong Jun said. Huang Long, Yuan Shi, and Tong Tian respectfully replied and stood aside. “Huang Long, your attainment of sainthood is a blessing for me, Pangu. I am already aware of what happened between you and Yuan Shi,” Hong Jun said. “Yuan Shi, give Huang Long the Immortal Spiral Wood!” “Yes, teacher!” Although Yuan Shi was reluctant, since Hong Jun had spoken, he could only obey respectfully. A flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing a giant spiral-shaped sacred tree, which he then handed to Huang Long. Huang Long thanked Hong Jun and without delay placed the Immortal Spiral Wood into the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Cauldron. “Jie Yin, Zhun Ti!” At this moment, Hong Jun turned to them. Jie Yin and Zhun Ti stepped forward and bowed respectfully. “Return to the West. Do not cause any more trouble in the future!” Hong Jun said. Though his tone seemed casual, to Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, it sounded like thunder from the Primordial Chaos! By saying this, Hong Jun was warning them that if they caused trouble again, he would show no mercy. Jie Yin and Zhun Ti broke into cold sweats, bowed respectfully, then saluted Hong Jun before vanishing and returning to the West. “Yuan Shi, Tong Tian, you should return as well. The Three Pure Ones are one entity. In the future, the Chen and Jie sects must stay united,” Hong Jun continued, addressing Yuan Shi and Tong Tian. Yuan Shi and Tong Tian did not dare to say more. After bowing respectfully like Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, they returned to the Jade Void Palace and the Blue Tour Palace respectively. “Huang Long, come with me to the Purple Sky Palace!” After Yuan Shi and the others left, Hong Jun said to Huang Long.