"Zhurong, today, it's either you or me!" With that, Gonggong shot forward like a meteor chasing the moon and slammed headfirst into Mount Buzhou, the pillar of heaven!
"Chiyou, if you want to set foot on the sacred land of China, you'll have to get past the Xuanyuan Sword in my hand!" As the winds and clouds gathered, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan stood with his sword in one hand, backed by countless people, as unshakable as a mountain!
"I, Jiang Ziya of Mount Kunlun, obeying the command of the Heavenly Worthy of Primordial Beginning... hereby order the construction of this Investiture of the Gods Altar and appoint the commanders of both armies, to honor the Western Palace and uphold the rites. The auspicious hour has arrived. I, your disciple, beseech the Heavenly Worthy to bestow the Investiture of the Gods!" Jiang Ziya stood in midair, his robes snapping in the wind, his gaze fierce!
