Primordial Era: Taking the blame to become a saint, proving one's path through eccentricity!

Chapter 116 [Universal Rebellion, Unity of Heart and Mind] (Please Subscribe)

When sages intervene, it's merely a clash of ideologies; but when the demon race intervenes to help the witch race, it has already begun to influence the future course of events.

But looking at the frenzied appearance of those demon gods, not a single future Great Luo dared to manifest his Dao body at this point in time.

"It's chaos!"

"Everything's in complete chaos!"

Even the most powerful sages of the Heavenly Dao never considered the possibility of a union between the Witch and Demon races.

"Suppress!"

The Guide Daoist also made his move, unleashing boundless power of the Heavenly Dao. Together with the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, it created beams of light in the void, blocking all the aftershocks of the battle between Zhunti Daoist and the demon race.

Daoist Zhunti sighed softly, "Fellow Daoist Dijun, why are you doing this? I have never offended you! Why come to my Mount Sumeru to cause trouble instead of seeking trouble with the Wu Clan?"

He really didn't understand.

The alliance between the Lich and Demon races was completely undetected, and more than ten eons ago, the Ten Golden Crows perished at the hands of the Great Witch Hou Yi.

In Zhunti Daoist's view, as long as Dijun still had a trace of blood in him, it was impossible for him to unite with the Wu Clan, who had killed his nine sons!

"snort!"

Di Jun sneered, "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. Have you already forgotten how you used Western evil magic to bewitch my ten sons? What a hypocritical saint you are!"

How did you know?

Upon hearing this, Zhunti was greatly alarmed. He had kept the matter of the Ten Golden Crows extremely secret, and only a few other saints might have been able to glimpse a clue!

Who told Di Jun?

Is it a passage to heaven?

Or Nuwa?

Do they want to break the tacit understanding that saints have always adhered to?

"Hahaha!"

Di Jun immediately laughed: "Do you think that apart from those few sages, no one else knows about the dirty deeds you've committed? The Witch Clan has the Pangu Temple, which imprints the scenes of the past twenty reincarnations. It's not only you sages who can glimpse what happened in the last era!"

"Today, I'm going to overturn this game!"

Boom!

The void trembled violently as the power of the stars in the heavens gathered once more, unleashing unparalleled might as it hurtled towards Sage Zhunti and Mount Sumeru.

But that's not the most critical issue.

Under the guidance of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the ancient starry sky transformed into a spiritual mirror, directly reflecting the past of the Sage Zhunti.

Not only in this era, but also in the past twenty eras, the scenes of the Lich and Demon races, and countless powerful beings being plotted against were all revealed by Di Jun through this Starry Sky Mirror.

"How dare you!"

Zhunti Daoist was immediately enraged.

Then, disregarding everything, he activated the Seven Treasures Tree and sent it hurtling towards the ancient starry sky, trying to erase this part of history from the endless space-time.

The events that have occurred over the past twenty eras are related to the reputation of the sages and are also the key to the rule of the prehistoric world by several Heavenly Sages.

If everything that happened during those twenty eras were made public, how would the beings in the Primordial True World view the Sage?

Knowing their predetermined fate, what living being would still revere a saint?

This is a truly outrageous act.

Absolutely not!

Even the Guide Daoist was getting restless. Although he was more open-minded than the Zhunti Daoist, he couldn't just watch Dijun announce these things.

"Bless the sacred pestle!"

A golden, gleaming innate spiritual treasure materialized from the void, hurtling towards the Chaos Bell like an ancient divine mountain, its boundless aura of annihilation spreading throughout the myriad realms.

"bring it on!"

Donghuang Taiyi revealed a look of madness, his body engulfed in the true fire of the sun. The Chaos Bell, under the blessing of the Zhou Tian Star Array, was pushed to its limit, its five-colored light illuminating the heavens, its chaotic holy might shaking the universe, and its unparalleled spacetime power surging like a tide.

Boom!

At this moment, the power of the innate treasure was fully revealed, and even the magic weapon of a saint could not break through the defense of the Chaos Bell.

"What exactly happened?"

Not only the saints, but also the Taiyi, Daluo, and Quasi-Saints in the Primordial Realm were stunned by the scene reflected in the sky.

It is not only the Great Luo Immortals of this era who can see the scenes in the ancient starry sky.

The future Ronaldo will also be visible.

As an extremely rare innate treasure in the primordial world, the Chaos Bell also possesses the attribute of time and space. It is not difficult for it to reflect the events of the present into the future, not to mention that there is also the Queen Mother of the West.

The Kunlun Mirror in the hands of the Queen Mother of the West also possesses the attribute of time and space, capable of reflecting the past, present, and future. At this moment, in the hands of the Evil Corpse Golden Mother, it is being pushed to its limit, solely to let the future Great Luo Immortals know that their fates have already been arranged by several Heavenly Dao Saints.

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi watched his daughter, Luoshen, die at the hands of the River God; Shennong watched his daughter fall into the East Sea and transform into a Jingwei bird; and Xuanyuan watched his daughter, under the influence of a malevolent aura, become the Drought Demon, one of the Four Great Corpse Ancestors.

"Destiny!"

"Bullshit destiny!"

In the Dragon Clan's main hall, Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, stood quietly beside Zhulong. However, when he saw his third son, Ao Bing, being skinned and dismembered, his eyes widened in anger, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"My son, does he deserve to die?"

Equally agitated was the Dragon King of the West Sea, whose son had become someone else's mount, and whose brother-in-law, the Dragon King of the Jing River, had also been killed by fate.

Within the immortal volcano, a man enveloped in five-colored divine light gritted his teeth: "I, Kong Xuan, would rather die than be Zhunti's mount!"

At the same time, on Jin'ao Island, Qiu Shou Xian, Ling Ya Xian, and others were also in an uproar: "We will never be the mounts of Manjushri and the others!"

Even Wu Yunxian, who had the best temper, couldn't help but feel angry when he saw himself being suppressed in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

In another time and space, the Chan Sect also fell into chaos.

Yang Jian stared sharply at Master Yu Ding and pressed, "Master, is my misfortune what you call fate?"

"Why is it that in every twenty reincarnations, my mother is imprisoned under Mount Peach? And why are my father and brother destined to be trapped in the cycle of reincarnation forever?"

"And my sister, does she deserve to be a test subject for the new Heavenly Laws?"

Master Yu Ding was speechless.

A hint of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the Jade Void Palace: "Teacher, is the will of Heaven always right?"

At the same time, Nezha stared intently at Taiyi Zhenren: "Master, why was I born to bear 1,750 calamities? Or am I merely a pawn to take your place?"

In another timeline, Sun Wukong, who was on his journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, witnessed these scenes and immediately killed Tang Sanzang on horseback with his staff: "This damned Western Paradise, I, Old Sun, am not going! If you gods and immortals have the guts, then suppress me, Old Sun, under the Five Elements Mountain again!"

……

Past, present, future, Huoyun Cave, Kunlun Mountain, Jin'ao Island, East Sea Dragon Palace... beams of light shot towards Zixiao Palace.

They wanted to ask the saints why they arbitrarily shaped their destinies.

But the saints had no interest in it at this moment.

As the cause of all effects, Yuanshi Tianzun could naturally foresee the variables of the future. He glared angrily at Tongtian Jiaozhu and said, "Tongtian, is this what you wanted to see?"

"If these matters were made public, how could we, as sages, face ourselves?"

"How will you maintain your lineage?"

"Do you think your disciples won't blame you?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader remained silent, only relentlessly urging the Zhuxian Sword Formation, its ultimate power spreading throughout the void, transforming into a cage capable of imprisoning even saints.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke, sighing, "As a teacher, I couldn't protect them. It's understandable that they blame me!"

"And now..."

"A new variable has finally appeared in the Primordial Realm, and I will absolutely not let you destroy it. I will seize a glimmer of hope for the lives of all living beings in the Primordial World!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the Tongtian Sect Leader directly summoned the Qingping Sword, the treasure he had used to prove his Dao, and threw this top-grade innate spiritual treasure into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. In an instant, the five innate Daos flowed, evolving into the power of the end, and with unparalleled power, it suppressed Yuanshi Tianzun.

After twenty reincarnations, the Tongtian Sect Leader did not gain nothing; he continuously improved the Zhuxian Sword Formation with each reincarnation.

Now that the Qingping Sword has been integrated into the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the power of the sword formation has been greatly enhanced, and it can even absorb the Qi-opening blade of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"The creation of heaven and earth!"

Yuanshi Tianzun, wielding the Pangu Banner, unleashed a powerful strike that shattered the earth, water, fire, and wind. However, the resulting Qi-opening blades were completely absorbed by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, becoming resources to strengthen the formation's ultimate power.

In an instant, the earth, fire, water, and wind were thrown into chaos, the five elements and yin and yang were all destroyed, and a continuous stream of chaotic energy emerged from the void, with an extreme destructive power that seemed to want to turn all matter into nothingness.

What Yuanshi Tianzun pursued was to attain enlightenment like Pangu. He returned to the time before the creation of the world countless times, just to comprehend the way Pangu created the world.

Among the Three Pure Ones, Yuanshi Tianzun has the deepest understanding of the Way of Creation, and he even used it to comprehend the Creation Seal among the Nine Seals of Yuanshi.

The core of this method is to reverse the past and verify Pangu's existence by briefly residing in Pangu's physical body, thereby comprehending the way Pangu created the world.

Boundless divine might swept across countless dimensions, a power of creation descended from the highest dimension, but was obliterated by the Tongtian Sect Master's power of annihilation.

"Heaven and earth have their limits; just as there was a time of creation, there will also be a time of annihilation!"

With a loud shout, the Tongtian Sect Leader unleashed the power of the Five Elements, causing the worlds to be created and destroyed as the Four Swords of Zhuxian rose and fell, unleashing ultimate destructive power.

"Then this humble Taoist will create a new heaven!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was equally uncompromising, unleashing his immense power of creation time and again, opening up a completely new timeline for himself during the final tribulations.

Seeing this, the Tongtian Sect Leader sneered, "Why can you create a new heaven, but other living beings can't fight for their own survival?"

The Qingping Sword resonated with the Four Swords of Zhuxian once again, continuously evolving the power of the end, and repeatedly obliterating the great power of the Primordial Heavenly Lord in creating the world.

The two sages were locked in a fierce battle, but this caused great suffering to the disciples of the Chan Sect on Kunlun Mountain.

At this moment, whether it was the Antarctic Daoist, the Twelve Golden Immortals, or the Burning Lamp Daoist, they all trembled under the pressure of the two saints.

Below even a sage, all are but ants.

This statement is fully embodied at this moment. Even Daoist Ran Deng, who is a quasi-saint, is like a duckweed in the wind, and can only try his best to protect his primordial spirit with his protective immortal light.

the other side.

On Shouyang Mountain, it was much quieter. The old god Taiqing was always present, gazing into the future, watching the various changes in the river of time, and then sighed: "Junior Sister Nuwa, aren't you afraid of being devoured by the humans and demons of the future for doing this?"

Of the six sages, Nuwa was the most stable, first gaining the fortune of the demon race and then the fortune of the human race.

However, if Di Jun were to reveal the matter of those twenty reincarnations, the one most affected would undoubtedly be Nuwa, who had benefited from the blessings of the two races.

The Great Luo Immortal of the Demon Clan would blame her for not protecting the Demon Clan during the great calamity.

The Great Luo of the human race would also be angry, wondering why their fate had to be arranged.

Even Fuxi might resent her. They are clearly siblings, so why does she make him suffer the cycle of reincarnation again and again?

Nuwa's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this; she simply gazed into the future and said, "Senior Brother Taiqing, you must also have designs on the human realm!"

"Haven't you noticed that the world is now in rebellion, all the heavens and the great realms are united in their condemnation of us saints? This very act perfectly aligns with the humanistic principles established by the Nine-Headed Clan?"

"This isn't a bad thing!"

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