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Chapter 584 A Dilemma (Please subscribe and read further, and recommend with monthly tickets!)

When an ancient primordial deity speaks and reveals the secrets, will the Great Luo Immortals choose to believe or not?

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, the three gods, Azure Dragon, Azure Elder, and Azure Ying, suddenly stood up!

"Black Tortoise, do you want to die?!"

Making fun of their great ancestors is like saying the dragon race doesn't exist.

On the Azure Dragon Ancestor's body, the azure light transformed into divine radiance, which was the ultimate operation of the Azure Divine Dao.

Facing the Xuan Turtle Ancestor, He must also be on high alert and use all His strength.

The terrifying aura caused even the Purple Cloud Palace to tremble, forcing the Great Luo Immortals to rise from their seats.

This place is already the center of the battle. The terrifying momentum is like a rising wind and a thunderstorm, making it almost impossible for people to stand.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui, there are some things that should not be said carelessly."

Tai Su and Fu Xi rose and, amidst the storm, approached the Xuan Turtle Ancestor step by step.

Without uttering any unnecessary words or making any significant movements, He took out the Qiankun Cauldron from the void.

This is the last innate treasure!
Tai Su was full of fighting spirit. He was a ruthless person who had just been resurrected and wanted to fight against the innate gods. Later, he became more and more low-key and was thus overlooked by everyone.

But at this moment, everyone was prompted to respond, because the great god Tai Su is not such a kind being.

Xuan Gui Zu's gaze fell on the Qiankun Cauldron, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something.

But Taisu doesn't have that much patience.

“Fellow Daoist, you surely wouldn’t dare to fight in the Chaos, so go to the Thirty-Three Heavens.”

His meaning is very clear: this cause and effect must be resolved today, without any other room for maneuver.

Xuan Gui Zu chuckled: "I was confused."

He had no sense of shame and actually admitted that he had said something wrong.

But Chen Zhu glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed that the way the Great Luo Immortals around them were looking at them was clearly not right.

The First Emperor is not dead!

Even the God of Candlelight is not entirely unable to enter the primordial world!
Let alone the Great Luo Immortals, the ones who feel the greatest sense of crisis are the various sect leaders. They have lived long enough, so they naturally know about the dark and immeasurable calamity that came before.

The three races are high above, the overlords, and even heaven and earth tremble under their oppressive power.

Don't say you're a Great Luo Immortal, don't say you stand at the pinnacle of heaven and earth; there were many innate gods who were annihilated during that period.

The dragon race has ruled for countless eons.

From the era of the fierce gods to the era of the dragons and the Han dynasty, and now, are they truly destined to remain prosperous forever?

The cult leaders exchanged glances, their expressions completely changing.

Chen Zhu and Di Jun were also exchanging glances.

Both of them knew that although Xuan Gui Zu denied it in the end, these sect leaders had already believed the truth.

If so many cult leaders were to deal with the current Demon Court, they would not be able to withstand it.

Unless Chen Zhu's true form intervenes and directly confronts the Heavenly Dao in a life-or-death struggle.

Tai Su also understood this principle.

If the first time the Xuan Turtle Ancestor spoke, it could be considered a mistake, but the second time he spoke, it must be an affirmation.

Therefore, He did not have any emotional fluctuations regarding Xuan Gui Zu's admission of wrongdoing.

He continued, "Are you going to the Thirty-Three Heavens by yourself, or are you staying here? Now, have we done this before?"

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, you could hear a pin drop.

Zhu Qing wanted to say something, and he also wanted to go out and say a few words.

However, he was casually swatted into the dragon pack by Qingying's tail flick.

"Don't speak, there are plenty of people who want to train you."

Qingying clenched her fists; she had much more to think about.

The atmosphere had reached freezing point. Xuan Gui Zu half-raised his eyelids and suddenly looked at the high platform.

"Grandmaster Hongjun, isn't it about time for your sermon?"

That's about it.

He chose an extremely opportune time, when the Way of Heaven was complete and the sermon was about to begin.

Outside the gate, Haotian Yaochi closed the gate of Zixiao Palace, and from then on, this palace disappeared into the heavenly way and destiny.

"Hongjun, if you intend to protect the Xuan Turtle, I will fight you today!"

He was too impulsive and wanted to continue attacking without saying a word.

He added, "Whether now or in the future."

At this moment, an inexplicable aura erupted, and Hongjun on the high platform sighed repeatedly.

"It's too plain, I have no choice but to speak."

Hongjun's Dao principles have been perfected, and his three corpses are about to return to their places; he has reached a critical point.

The timing of Xuan Gui Zu's choice was perfectly appropriate.

Tai Su could see it too, but he was unwilling to accept it.

"After you preach on my behalf, how about you give another one?"

He asked in a gentle voice, explaining that this was Hongjun's territory, but the Dao Ancestor, being of great virtue, was willing to relinquish the focus.

At this moment, Fuxi also said softly, "Tai Su, there's no need to rush."

His words finally calmed Tai Su down. He snorted, but did not put away the Qiankun Cauldron, as a sign of his determination.

"good."

Hongjun slowly sat down, and before he even opened his mouth, the Dao principles emanating from his body had already begun to spread.

Golden light surged from his body, revealing the mysteries of the Xuanmen (mysterious sects), which emanated from the Golden Elixir Dao and extended to the Three Thousand Xuanmen.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, all sounds faded away, leaving only the sound of the Great Dao, golden lotuses, purple mist, and golden light flowing.

Chen Zhu and Di Jun had no interest in listening to the sermon.

They looked at each other, and although they didn't speak, their meanings were constantly being exchanged.

Di Jun: The Xuan Turtle has seen the future, and now it wants to change it.

Chen Zhu: He has the aura of the Primordial Chaos, but the Primordial Chaos could not have only found him. If it were me, the Phoenix and Lin Ancestors should have been resurrected by now.

Those two groups have been fleeing and hiding, which must be because Hongmeng was secretly helping them.

Di Jun's expression remained completely unmoved:

The deaths of the Phoenix and Lin Ancestors pose no obstacle to you. But what truly worries me is all that exists in the endless years and countless eons to come, all that seeks to alter time.

……

That primordial chaos is the cause and effect of all this. As the God of Time, Chen Zhu must guard the Five Great Eras and stand before the Heavenly Dao.

Those who wish to transcend the laws of nature and achieve transcendence must break through the "order" of the Candle God.

This is yet another contest from the future.

Chen Zhu frowned, but he hadn't expected the timing to be so ingenious. It was the first time Zixiao Palace was holding a lecture, and the Xuan Turtle Ancestor, whom they had been ignoring, would make his move at this time.

Di Jun: The Xuan Turtle must have seen the future and knew that its life was about to end, so it took the initiative to provoke conflict and reverse cause and effect.

Di Jun: I can no longer attend the sermons after this. I must take this opportunity to strengthen the demon race in order to resist any potential crises in the future.

Chen Zhu's expression trembled slightly.

Chen Zhu: Elder brother, you must think this through. If you don't heed the advice of the Three Corpses Path, I'm afraid that one step after another will lead to further setbacks, and in the end, you'll end up like that in the future...

He didn't finish his sentence; there were things he couldn't express, otherwise it would have caused very serious consequences.

If he were in the Chaos Realm, he would naturally not have this concern, but this is the Primordial World, and even more so, the Purple Cloud Palace, which is closest to the Heavenly Dao.

Di Jun gently shook his head.

Amidst the sounds and light of the Great Dao, his gaze carried a heart that embraced the world.

People only know that the First Emperor pursued profit and coveted hegemony, but they do not know that he also had the entire prehistoric world in his heart.

Hongjun's Daoist teachings grew increasingly profound. Although it was the path of the Golden Immortals, it allowed the cultivation of the Great Luo Sect Masters to advance time and again. They knew that such an outcome could only prove one thing: the Dao Ancestor had far surpassed them.

He truly deserves to be called the Ancestor of Taoism.

The Golden Immortal Path, strictly speaking, should be the Golden Core Path. At this point, the orthodox path had already been established.

Those who come later, if they do not follow the Golden Elixir Path, will be on the side path. The side path is called Yi, and the ultimate of the side path is Tai, which is Taiyi.

Therefore, later generations also had the Taiyi Golden Immortal, which is not considered the orthodox theory.

Hongjun's aura reached its peak, and He received unimaginable benefits from this sermon.

This will take some time to process, neither too long nor too short, and it will allow us to build up our strength for the next sermon.

One of the three corpses has already reached perfection.

The Three Corpses correspond precisely to the three sermons.

Hongjun's gaze shifted, and the Daoist chant finally stopped.

"The Golden Elixir Path has now been completed."

Hongjun's voice was calm and unhurried as he announced the end of this sermon.

Everyone was still reluctant to leave, but their faces were already filled with respect. The status of the Dao Ancestor was truly well-deserved.

This is also a silent display of power. Hongjun is virtuous and powerful; who wouldn't admire him?

Hongjun slowly said, "I will preach the Dao in three parts. This time, the Dao of the Golden Immortal has been perfected, immortal and indestructible, as solid as gold. The next time I preach the Dao, it will be to preach the Great Luo Realm."

Upon hearing this, the sect leaders were delighted, and the Great Luo Immortals were even more overjoyed.

But then Hongjun said, "I am now half Hongjun and half Heaven. I will take on the role of Heaven to recruit disciples. There will be six disciples to govern the primordial world. The next time someone gives a sermon, whoever sits on the futon will be a disciple of the Heavenly Dao."

He glanced at the Black Tortoise, feeling a pang of pity, and said, "Three thousand years from now, I will begin my lectures again. Let us not cause any disputes that could lead to the loss of our positions."

He saw only the plainness.

Tai Su frowned.

"when!"

With a soft sound, He seemed not to hear it, gripping the Qiankun Cauldron, His gaze piercing the Xuan Turtle like a knife.

That was truly a knife; the Dao of Creation transformed into a knife and fell onto the Xuan Turtle's body.

The black tortoise seemed to react slowly, only slightly shaking its shell, and refused to leave Zixiao Palace.

If Tai Su were to make another move, and if they were to truly fight at their level, it would probably take countless eons to calculate, and they would certainly miss preaching three thousand years from now.

Chen Zhu knew that Tai Su had a share of this position.

Hongjun naturally knew this, and even Taisu herself knew it.

But He will still fight, confident that He will return after three thousand years.

"Fight me!"

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Tai Su picked up the Qiankun Cauldron and smashed it at the Black Tortoise. The Black Tortoise, being shrewd, simply retracted its limbs into its shell and refused to come out.

Letting Tai Su smash things around won't help.

Even if He spent three thousand years refining the Xuan Turtle Ancestor, it wouldn't be enough; for them, it was just a blink of an eye.

"That's it, that's all."

Hongjun raised his hand and designated an area for them to fight, a move that shocked many people once again.

The cult leaders passed away one after another.

Chen Zhu and Di Jun also got up, passing by the dragons on their way.

They didn't look at the dragons, but the dragons' gazes were fixed on the two of them.

Are they really the First Ancestor and the Second Ancestor?

They themselves were unsure. The Azure Dragon Ancestor slowly shook his head: "Let's go back for now and digest what we've learned. We'll definitely listen to the Great Luo Dao next time."

"Even if the Demon Emperor is the Great Ancestor and the Second Ancestor, there are reasons why they do not recognize us, and why there are almost no pure-blooded dragons among us in the Demon Court."

The dragons departed, while Chen Zhu and Di Jun ascended the golden throne, standing high and able to see far.

The leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect, standing behind them, naturally boarded the golden throne.

This surprised Di Jun and Chen Zhu. If the Wind and Thunder Sect Leader knew their identities, why did he still get on the bus?

"Fellow Daoist, what's going on?"

"I am the head of the Rewards and Punishments Department."

The Wind and Thunder Cult Leader said earnestly, "Regardless of whether you two are ancestors of the Dragon Clan, I will never go back on my promise."

This attitude moved Di Jun.

“Fellow Daoist, if one day the Demon Court falls, you may go to the Chaos.”

The Wind and Thunder Cult Leader treated them with sincerity, and they naturally wouldn't let him down.

The meaning of this sentence is already quite clear: going to chaos will bring protection, and the identities of the two are self-evident.

The Wind and Thunder Cult Leader's expression trembled; when he actually learned of this news, he still found it hard to accept.

Because this means they are about to fight a tough battle.

Not long after the Golden Palace left, one after another, the sect leaders returned.

Their expressions were gloomy as they gathered at Buzhou Mountain, partly because they were too lazy to travel further; three thousand years was just a blink of an eye.

Secondly, it was because of the words of the Xuan Turtle Ancestor.

"You all heard what Ancestor Xuan Turtle said, right?"

The Luo Fu Sect Master's voice was clear: "He affirmed it twice, but changed his mind in the end because of Tai Su, who is now the God of Creation. But you and I both know that the Xuan Turtle Ancestor would not speak carelessly."

"If it really is them, that's terrifying."

The leader of the Misty Sect had a flicker in his eyes: "If it really is them, then you and I are probably just pawns in this immeasurable eon."

Among the leaders here, there may be former innate gods.

Their memories are incredibly clear.

“The Candle Dragon has been luring the innate gods to devour its body since the first immeasurable kalpa, plotting until the birth of the Heavenly Dao. It can even shatter the Heavenly Dao that represents the will of the Father God. Its strength is already extremely terrifying. Fortunately, it cannot enter the prehistoric world now.”

They were too wary.

“No,” said the Sun Lord. “The Candle God can also enter the primordial world. Donghuang Taiyi is definitely Him, but not in his true form.”

"It's good that it's not his true form." Another cult leader said, "Even if the Heavenly Dao blocks his true form, we may still have a chance."

"Once is too many, twice is too few, but three times is not allowed. If they still want to rule the primordial world, we will not allow it this time!"

The leaders exchanged glances: "The Demon Court's strength is not so scary now. We can also deal with Emperor Jun and Emperor Donghuang. There are only two things to worry about."

"Which two points?" a cult leader asked, and as soon as he uttered the question, he realized the answer himself.

"Oh, you mean, firstly, that demon master Kunpeng, after all, is the fastest in the world, and we are like wood in front of him."

"Secondly, there are the identities of those two: the emperors of the sun, the natural rulers of the primordial world. If we make a move, we will likely suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao and lose as well."

"Damn it!" the Southern Ming Cult Leader roared. "Aren't they invincible again? Even if we wanted to deal with them, we're not qualified. Where are we supposed to find someone who can defeat a born emperor?"

The cult leaders found it frustrating; it was almost impossible to achieve.

"Gentlemen, I have a method."

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and everyone turned around to see that it was a member of the turtle clan.

“Our ancestor said that the answer lies within the Purple Cloud Palace.”

"It's inside the Zixiao Palace?"

The cult leaders were incredibly intelligent; in an instant, they found the answer.

The Sun Cult Leader frowned: "You mean, the bloodline of the Father God?"

Upon hearing this, the black tortoise smiled and replied, "It is indeed the bloodline of the Father God. It is said that the bloodline of the Father God is located at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and there are not just one, but twelve."

"If we could get them to take action against the demon race's Heavenly Court, wouldn't that born emperor be a piece of cake?"

(End of this chapter)