Honghuang: Fire De Huaguang, I am the Horse King of Human Education

The raging chaotic divine lightning crashed into the barrier, dissolving and disintegrating without even causing a ripple!
"Your Majesty, please calm down. This is a trivial matter; leave it to me."

An old and calm voice rang out.

Meng Po appeared beside the Wheel of Reincarnation at some unknown time. She was hunched over and held an ancient pottery bowl in her hands.

Empress Pingxin nodded slightly.

Meng Po's cloudy eyes gleamed with a sharp light. She raised her withered hand and gently touched the void barrier that was constantly being bombarded by the chaotic divine lightning.

"Certainly."

A single word, like the supreme truth!
The raging, chaotic divine lightning, powerful enough to tear apart the entire world, instantly froze in the void!
Immediately afterwards, a drop of murky soup flew out of the earthenware bowl and landed on the solidified divine thunder.

laugh--!
The solidified chaotic divine lightning, like an ice cube thrown into boiling water, instantly vaporized and dissipated! It left not even a trace!

However, Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to be completely enraged! He pushed the power of the Pangu Banner to its limit!
An unprecedented bolt of chaotic divine lightning, almost imbued with the will of creation, tore through layers of space, ignoring all obstacles, and with the will to destroy everything, fiercely struck the core of the Netherworld!

"Stubborn!"

Empress Pingxin's eyes finally flashed with anger! She no longer relied on others and abruptly stood up!

She didn't use any magical treasures; she simply extended a slender finger and pointed it at the incoming chaotic divine lightning!
There was no earth-shattering explosion!
There was no violent energy surge!
The chaotic divine lightning, powerful enough to severely injure a saint, vanished silently the moment it touched that finger, like a bubble bursting!

Immediately afterwards, Lady Pingxin did not retract the finger she had pointed out, but instead made a sweeping motion in the air towards the direction from which the Chaos Divine Lightning was coming!
scoff!

A deep, dark spatial rift, seemingly connecting endless death and annihilation, silently opened! The other end of the rift pointed directly to—the Jade Void Palace!

A hand, as white as jade, slender and long, yet exuding an aura of endless darkness and death, slowly emerged from the crack!

The hand, seemingly moving slowly, disregarded spatial distance, instantly traversing endless void, and gently pressed down on the figure holding the Pangu Banner in the Jade Void Palace!
Inside the Jade Void Palace.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was frantically urging the Pangu Banner, unleashing wave after wave of chaotic divine lightning!
However, the horror in his heart grew stronger and stronger!
His attack was like a stone sinking into the sea! Not only did it fail to force the enemy out, but it was also easily neutralized by an inexplicable force!

That power... profound, vast, carrying the vicissitudes and deathly stillness of reincarnation... it is the netherworld! It is the peace of mind!

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly descended upon him!
He abruptly stopped his calculations and looked up! He saw that the void above him had suddenly split open with a deep crack!

A hand, as white as jade yet exuding an aura of endless death, ignored the many restrictions of Jade Void Palace and the protective immortal light of the saint, and slowly pressed down on him!

That hand, though seemingly moving slowly, carried a terrifying will to freeze time and space and end everything!
Wherever it passed, space silently vanished, and even the laws of nature retreated!
The Primordial Celestial Venerable could even clearly see the delicate texture on that palm and feel the icy, bone-chilling Netherworld Death Qi that seemed capable of freezing even a saint's primordial spirit!
"Calm down!!"

The pupils of the Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly shrank to the size of needles!
He gasped in shock, his face revealing undisguised horror and fear for the first time!

Without hesitation, he suddenly held the Pangu Banner horizontally in front of him, and the chaotic energy on the banner surged wildly, trying to block this fatal blow!
However, that hand still pressed down slowly and deliberately!
Inside the Jade Void Palace, there was an eerie silence.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood frozen in place, his right hand tightly covering his left cheek.

On her fair, jade-like cheek, a jet-black palm print with clearly defined five fingers was clearly visible!

At the edge of the palm print, wisps of ghostly death energy writhed and eroded, radiating a chilling and ominous aura!

What made him even more ashamed and indignant was that no matter how he activated the Jade Purity Immortal Light or how he drew upon the chaotic energy of the Pangu Banner to wash away the palm print, it remained as immovable as a maggot clinging to a bone! It couldn't even be faded!

"Calm down!!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable let out a low roar!
He suddenly looked up, his eyes burning with boundless rage and deep-seated humiliation!

As a true descendant of Pangu and a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he was slapped in the face in front of everyone in the Daoist temple!

It leaves behind an indelible mark of shame! This is worse than killing him!

"The Netherworld! The Six Paths of Reincarnation! Excellent! Very excellent!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable gritted his teeth, the sound like a chilling wind from the deepest hell.

"I'd like to see how you, Pingxin, alone, can stop the Three Pure Ones!"

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his hands suddenly formed a hand seal!

Two jade-purity talismans, refined to their utmost and imbued with the will of a sage, instantly coalesced!
Above the talisman, the illusory image of the Pangu Banner swirled, emanating a terrifying aura that could destroy all laws!
"go with!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable flicked his finger!
A talisman tore through the void and shot straight beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, towards the direction of the Eight Views Palace!
Another talisman transformed into a stream of light and shot towards the depths of the East Sea, towards the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island!

"Senior Brother! Third Junior Brother! Youming Pingxin has gone too far in bullying us! He has insulted Yuxu! If this grudge is not avenged, how can the Three Pure Ones maintain their reputation?! Come to Kunlun immediately to discuss countermeasures!"

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was like thunder, exploding loudly between the two talismans!

He turned abruptly, his gaze sweeping over the Antarctic Immortal who was still prostrate on the ground, trembling with fear, his anger intensifying.

"Useless trash! What are you still kneeling for! Get out!"

The Old Man of the South Pole felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled out of the quiet room.

He clutched his chest, where the wound had not yet fully healed. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with a mixture of relief at surviving the ordeal and deep fear.

He dared not linger, nor even glance back at the furious figure deep within the Jade Void Palace, before transforming into a dim streak of light and fleeing Kunlun Mountain in a panic.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: get away from this place of trouble! Survival was the most important thing!

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat high on a cloud bed, his sword energy contained and his aura deep and concentrated.

Below him, Wen Zhong, dressed in rags and with scorched hair, knelt on the ground in a disheveled state, his voice hoarse with grief and indignation, each word dripping with blood.

"Master! Your disciple is incompetent! Your disciple is guilty! But... but your disciple is unwilling to accept this!"

Wen Zhong suddenly looked up. Although the vertical eye on his forehead had closed, bloodstains and cracks still remained.

"That old thief, Ran Deng! He falsely claimed to be Master's decree and lured me out of the city! Yun Zhongzi set up the Heavenly Divine Fire Pillar Formation, using the eight divine fire sources to refine me! If it weren't for... if it weren't for a master's rescue, I would have already turned to ashes! My mount, the Ink Qilin... would have been completely destroyed!"

His voice choked with emotion, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Master! The Chan Sect has so blatantly bullied my Jie Sect disciples! Killed my students! Treated my Jie Sect as nothing! This hatred is irreconcilable! Your disciple begs you, Master! Avenge the thousands of disciples of my Jie Sect! Avenge the wrongfully killed Mo Qilin!"

"Please, Master, make the decision!"

"Please, Master, uphold justice for Junior Brother Wen Zhong!"

"The Chan Sect has gone too far! We beg Master to give the order! We are willing to raze Kunlun to the ground!"

Before Wen Zhong could finish speaking, the crowd inside the hall was already in a state of rage! The Golden Spirit Mother's eyebrows furrowed, and a murderous aura rose from her body!
Daoist Duobao's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes!
Wudang Holy Mother, Guiling Holy Mother, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortal Maidens...

All the disciples of the Jie Sect present were filled with righteous indignation and their hair stood on end in anger!

They all knelt down on the ground in unison, their shouts like a tidal wave, shaking Biyou Palace!

The Tongtian Sect Leader listened quietly, looking down at Wen Zhong, who was emaciated and filled with grief and indignation, and at his disciples who were surging with passion and boiling with fighting spirit. His calm and still heart was finally stirred up by a raging storm!

Self-blame, heartache, anger... a mix of emotions surged within me!
It was him! It was he who, in order to preserve the so-called friendship among the Three Pure Ones and to avoid suspicion, forced his disciples to keep the mountain gates tightly closed and not to go out!
He thought that as long as he restrained his disciples, he could avoid conflict! But what was the result?

In return, the Chan Sect pressed them relentlessly!
It's a false decree from Ran Deng! It's Yun Zhongzi's deadly formation!

It was Wen Zhong who narrowly escaped death!
It was the complete annihilation of the Ink Kirin!
"It was... my mistake..."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's voice was low and hoarse, filled with endless weariness and pain.

“I thought… that by restraining you all, I could avert disaster… but little did I know, the tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease! It is I… who have harmed Wen Zhong… who have harmed Mo Qilin…”

He slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears silently slid down his cheeks.

These tears are for Wen Zhong's fate, for Mo Qilin's tragic death, and even more so for his own indecisiveness, and for his last shattered illusion of brotherhood!
Right now!

A Jade Purity Talisman tore through the void and appeared above the main hall of Biyou Palace!

Above the talisman, the illusory image of the Pangu Banner swirled, and the voice of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, filled with anger and urgency, boomed out.

"Third Junior Brother! Youming Pingxin, you have gone too far in bullying me! You have insulted Yuxu! This is blatant disrespect to the Three Pure Ones! Come to Kunlun immediately to discuss countermeasures!"

The sound echoed clearly throughout the hall.

The Master of Heaven suddenly opened his eyes! His tears evaporated instantly!
He stared intently at the Jade Purity Talisman, at the illusory image of the Pangu Banner, and listened to the righteous summons of the Primordial Heavenly Lord…

An indescribable chill instantly froze the last warmth in his heart!
He slowly raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and clenched them tightly towards the Jade Purity Talisman!
Click!

The talisman shattered instantly, transforming into specks of pure jade light that dissipated into the air!

The Tongtian Sect Leader slowly rose to his feet, his aura no longer concealed, and a terrifying sword intent, sharp and unparalleled, seemingly capable of tearing the sky apart, suddenly erupted!

The entire Biyou Palace trembled slightly! The disciples kneeling below all felt a shiver that came from the depths of their souls!

"Master!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirits, Daoist Duobao, and others looked up in surprise!

The Tongtian Sect Leader's gaze swept over the faces below, filled with both expectation and anger, and finally landed on Wen Zhong.

His voice was calm, yet it carried a resolute determination to sever all ties with the past.

"You... shall remain in the palace."

"Master?!"

The disciples were stunned.

The Tongtian Sect Leader took a step forward, and his figure appeared outside Biyou Palace.

With his back to everyone, his voice was as cold as ice, yet it carried an imperceptible, suppressed sorrow.

"I... am going to Kunlun."

"For you all..."

"We demand justice!"

Outside Biyou Palace, the figure of the Tongtian Sect Leader transformed into a sharp sword light, tearing through the sky and shooting straight towards Kunlun.

He still held a faint hope that this trip to Kunlun would allow him to get to the bottom of things, seek justice, and perhaps... salvage something.

Inside Biyou Palace, Daoist Duobao looked in the direction his master had left, his brows furrowed.

He had followed the Tongtian Sect Leader the longest and knew his master's temperament well.

Although the master's departure seemed resolute, deep in his eyes there was still a lingering attachment and struggle to maintain the bond with his fellow disciples.

He was afraid that his master... was too soft-hearted.

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters!"

Daoist Duobao turned around, his voice deep and resonant.

"Master's journey to Kunlun is fraught with peril! The Chan Sect is treacherous and cunning; we must be on guard! Quickly return to your respective caves, retrieve your protective magic treasures, and then return to Biyou Palace! We will await Master's return here! If... if things go wrong, then it will be time for our entire Jie Sect to strike!"

"Follow the order of Senior Brother!"

The Golden Spirit Mother was the first to respond, her eyes blazing with fury, she could no longer contain herself!
The tragic state of her junior brother Wen Zhong and the gruesome death of Mo Qilin were like sharp knives piercing her heart!
With a swift movement, she transformed into a golden light and was the first to rush out of Biyou Palace!
Wudang Holy Mother, Guiling Holy Mother, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortal Maidens...

All the disciples of the Jie Sect were filled with righteous indignation, and they all transformed into streaks of light, rushing towards their respective caves!

Biyou Palace was instantly deserted, with only killing intent remaining!
Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Outside the palace gates, the Antarctic Immortal stood pale and weak, barely managing to stay upright.

He saw the sharp sword light tearing through the sky from afar, his heart skipped a beat, he subconsciously shrank his neck, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and went to meet it.

"Disciple Antarctic respectfully welcomes Martial Uncle Tongtian..."

The Tongtian Sect Leader landed, not even glancing at the Antarctic Immortal, his gaze like a sword, piercing straight into the depths of the Jade Void Palace!

His sword aura was concealed, yet it carried an invisible sharpness that made the Antarctic Immortal feel as if he had thorns in his back, breaking out in a cold sweat, and unable to utter another word.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stepped into the Jade Void Palace.

Inside the palace, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sat upright on his cloud bed, his face gloomy. The pitch-black Netherworld Palm print on his left cheek was still clear and glaring, emanating wisps of chilling death energy.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a slight movement in the void, and a clear light talisman silently floated down in front of him.

Above the talisman was only one ancient and powerful character—忍 (Ren, meaning forbearance).

The handwriting is calm and understated, yet it contains the vast Taoist charm of Tai Chi's flow, tranquility, and non-action—it is indeed the work of Lao Tzu!

"Tolerate?!"

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw this word, it was like a powder keg being ignited, and his suppressed anger suddenly erupted!

He slammed his hand on the cloud bed, and the Jade Purity Immortal Light surged forth!

"That vile wench from the Netherworld has insulted me so severely! And my senior brother actually wants me to endure it?! How can I possibly endure this?!"

He was furious, and his holy aura surged, causing the Jade Void Palace to tremble slightly!
The "Endure" character summoned by him turned to dust in an instant during his rage!

The Tongtian Sect Leader watched all this with cold eyes, his last illusions completely shattered.

He stepped forward, his voice as cold as ice that had stood for millennia, piercing straight at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"Second Senior Brother! Was Wen Zhong's matter something you instructed him to do?"

After venting his anger, Yuanshi Tianzun noticed Tongtian Jiaozhu. He frowned, his anger still lingering, and his tone was impatient.

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Wen Zhong is ignorant of fate and aids and abets evil! What's wrong with Ran Deng and Yun Zhongzi cleaning up their own ranks?" (End of Chapter)