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The Holy Mother of Wudang sighed, "My two sisters, if this continues, your hearts will be clouded and you will find it difficult to ascend to the Great Dao."

The Golden Spirit Mother sighed softly: "Even without these, the Great Dao is still within reach?"

"Yes," the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit nodded, "Becoming a saint is incredibly difficult! We might as well just enjoy the present moment and live a carefree life for as long as we can. We quasi-saints have endless lifespans; what harm is there in wasting a thousand or so years?"

Chapter 791 Where is there no Investiture of the Gods? (4/5, Please Subscribe)

"Ugh!"

After the banquet ended, the Holy Mother of Wudang returned to her imperial palace. With a thought, she drew upon the power of the countless stars to accumulate her own magical power.

However, he was still pondering the words of his two fellow disciples.

changed!

Everything has changed!

Not long after they went to the Heavenly Court, the immortals of the Jie Sect changed.

He used to be a person who was pure and simple, but now he is chasing fame and fortune and indulging in pleasure.

Yesterday's events seem like a dream.

She couldn't tell whether the Jie Sect immortals who were currently indulging in fame and fortune were the real ones, or whether the Jie Sect immortals who were pure and abstinent in the past were the real ones.

This problem left him feeling lost.

Suddenly, she was startled and stopped drawing in the starlight. She looked up at the sky, her expression changing drastically.

In fact, hasn't she changed at all?

Upon returning to the imperial palace, she unconsciously channeled the power of the countless stars into her cultivation; this was one of the powers she possessed as the Empress.

She may not seem to be indulging in delicious food or the pleasure of ruling over all living beings, but in reality, she is also caught up in fame and fortune.

The former seems a bit lower-class, while the latter seems a bit higher-class.

But in reality, there is no difference; it's all brought about by power.

"I advised my fellow Daoists to cultivate their minds, but I never imagined that I myself had already become so immersed in it?" Cold sweat dripped down the back of the Holy Mother Wudang.

Isn't she also captivated by the right to draw upon the power of the stars and the convenience of the Six Emperors being closer to the laws of Heaven?

"The Investiture of the Gods?" The Holy Mother of Wudang suddenly realized, "It seems that not only is the calamity of killing a calamity, but isn't the power that corrupts one's Dao heart also a kind of calamity?"

"Avoid? What's the point of avoiding it?"

The calamity of the Investiture of the Gods encompassed the Three Realms and Six Paths, bringing calamities to every corner of the human world.

After realizing her mistake, the Holy Mother of Wudang pondered for a while and felt her mind clear and her spiritual practice greatly improved.

The progress she made in this one moment of enlightenment was greater than that of the past thousands of years, as if her mind and spirit had undergone a qualitative leap.

However, she dared not be happy.

"Is this another calamity?"

At this moment, she was like a frightened bird.

Become a saint!

The thought popped into her mind.

Only by becoming a saint can one take control of one's own destiny.

With this in mind, the Holy Mother of Wudang's resolve hardened, and she slowly began her cultivation.

Even if there is calamity ahead, she can't care anymore.

……

Kunlun.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable looked towards the cave dwellings of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, his expression extremely complex.

Originally, I thought that I could show off by leading my disciples to cause trouble.

As a result, this battle completely disgraced the Chan Sect.

If that's the case, then it's nothing.

It's not like Yuanshi Tianzun can't afford to lose.

The key point is that both the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and Randeng seem to have been terrified, and their Daoist hearts have run into problems.

"This won't do!" Yuanshi Tianzun's mind raced. "If this continues, won't all these disciples be beyond saving?"

The thought of this gave Yuanshi Tianzun a headache.

This is absolutely not okay.

If none of my disciples are competent, how can I face anyone?

"How to do?"

"Want to take in some third-generation disciples?"

The Western Pure Land.

The Taoist Zhunti looked bitter.

Jieyin sighed, "This trip was a mistake. Jin'ao Island is full of experts. Not only did we fail to provoke the anger of the Jie Sect, but we also humiliated some of the people we had our eyes on. Alas... Junior brother, you should go again and bestow a blessing upon Cihang and the others. We must not lose these people."

Zhunti frowned: "Senior brother, we don't have many spiritual items in the West. If we distribute them, we don't know if we can even recoup our investment."

Jieyin shook his head: "They're just spiritual objects. What use are they to us sages? If they can attract some talented people, it's not a loss. We can't worry about these things now. Otherwise, what good will it do to just keep some spiritual objects in our hands?"

Jieyin nodded: "What you say is true, senior brother."

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun gazed at the heavens and earth, a hint of danger in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Jade Disc of Creation in his hand began to vibrate, and even the Purple Cloud Palace was sealed off by the myriad laws.

It is not easy for someone who is not one of the creators of heaven and earth to refine a creation jade disc of a high-level world.

At this moment, the once docile Jade Disc of Creation began to riot again.

"Humph!"

"It's just a last-ditch resistance. These are trivial matters of the human world; how could they possibly affect the course of the universe? My plans span the ages; how could a mere minor path possibly break them?"

"In at most another thousand years, the final tribulation will be complete. No one in the human world will be able to provide you with even a trace of power."

The power of Heaven originates from all living beings.

Hongjun wanted to control the Heavenly Dao, so naturally he had to reduce the power of all living beings and cut off the source of the Heavenly Dao's power.

Otherwise, the Way of Heaven is too powerful and cannot be controlled at all.

In ancient times, the demon race, dragon race, and witch race were eliminated, as were those with great supernatural powers.

Later, the human race was weakened, and those human experts who could have cultivated to become top-tier powerhouses no longer had the opportunity to cultivate.

Although the human race still holds the status of overlords of heaven and earth, they actually lack corresponding masters.

Of course, the three saints in the Fire Cloud Cave are undoubtedly among the masters here.

What use are experts who can't emerge unless humanity faces extinction?

These people have already been killed by Hongjun!

The current tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods seems to be weakening the power of the Human King.

actually not.

Whether it's the Human King's luck or his cultivation level, it has long been completely wiped out.

Now, what needs to be nerfed are the saints of all religions.

Only when the saints of all religions are stripped of their power can the path to ruling the heavens be clear.

Boom!

Seemingly aware of their fate, they resisted the will of Heaven even more fiercely.

After a moment, it calmed down again.

Hongjun laughed and said, "It's good that you've submitted. As long as you obediently follow orders, why should I erase the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao?"

He thought that Heaven had yielded.

In fact, at this moment, the secrets of the entire Investiture of the Gods world are even more chaotic.

Beneath this chaotic heavenly secret, Yunxiao, Zhao Gongming, and Tongtian felt their fortunes suddenly increase.

"This is?"

Yunxiao sat on the Three Immortal Islands, his expression changed, and he looked up at the sky, suddenly feeling a surge of realizations. "Is this a blessing from Heaven? Is He using me to drive away Hongjun?"

Having understood the meaning of Heaven's will, Yunxiao was speechless.

This is simply an impossible task.

Hongjun was a powerful figure from ancient times, and he had been a saint for countless years.