Primordial Era: Refusing Hongjun's path to sainthood, I attained the Dao of Hunyuan.

Chapter 133 The Price

In an instant, countless ghosts entered the Netherworld, and the Netherworld gradually began to function.

Xuanhuang then divided the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen into ten parts each, so that each Yama King would receive a Book of Life and Death and a Judge's Pen.

Finally, he gently stomped on the Twelve-Petaled Reincarnation Purple Lotus beneath his feet, and the lotus sank into the Netherworld, merging with it and disappearing from sight.

Xuanhuang shook his head, and with a flash, he disappeared.

After Styx and everyone else had left, he looked at the brand-new Nine Netherworld and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Previously, Xuanhuang, all the saints, and even Hongjun were all here, which made him dare not even breathe loudly.

Now that everyone has left, Styx naturally feels a sense of relief, but the difference in strength between him and Xuanhuang and the other saints still makes him feel somewhat aggrieved.

Throughout the entire process of reincarnation and the establishment of the underworld, he was like a puppet on a string, unable to have any thoughts of his own.

In the end, however, he did benefit from it, so Styx didn't say anything.

He just thought that although he had severed his three corpses, his cultivation level was now the highest below that of a saint in the Three Realms of the Primordial World.

But it's this final step that makes it difficult for me to continue.

After all, he himself knew better what others could think of. When he first established his religion, he spoke loudly about killing heaven, earth, and all living beings.

But Styx knew that this was too difficult. In front of a saint, he was just a slightly larger ant. To kill a saint was extremely difficult and almost hopeless.

Therefore, if he wants to attain enlightenment, he must prepare for two things. One is to continue waiting for the right opportunity to kill the saint. Although this is difficult, it is the path he is on. Even though the chances are slim, he must still persevere.

Secondly, perhaps it's worth considering other ways to accumulate merit. He has already created the Asura race and established the Asura religion, imitating the two major methods used by the saints to accumulate merit.

So, next, could we learn about the great vows of the two Western saints?

Thinking of this, Styx couldn't help but shudder, recalling how he had almost been killed by divine punishment when he founded the Asura Cult.

If someone were to imitate such grand vows again, it would be hard to say whether it would be a meritorious act or a divine punishment.

This matter requires further consideration.

Styx suppressed his various thoughts, let out a long sigh, and with a flash, returned to the Blood Sea to summon the Asura clan. He instructed his clansmen to go to the Underworld to await the command and arrangements of the Ten Kings of Hell.

Although the road ahead is uncertain and achieving enlightenment is difficult, at least he has found a powerful backer to rely on.

But he wasn't worried that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would join forces again and force him to flee in disarray.

Not to mention the Lich and Demon races, even if a sage wanted to deal with him, he could probably ask the Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable for protection.

In other words, I now have some security, so I can slowly think about and find ways and opportunities to prove myself.

……

The Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Palace of the Sun.

Regardless of what schemes the saints might devise for the Netherworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation after their return, Taiyi's eyes gleamed with excitement upon returning to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Houtu has reincarnated, and one of the twelve Ancestral Witches is now missing. Wouldn't the Witch Clan's Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons then become ineffective?

At that time, Pangu's true form would probably be gone, while their own Zhou Tian Star Array would remain intact.

The demon race's chances of winning have greatly increased!

However, just as Taiyi was considering whether to seek out Kunpeng to discuss whether to take advantage of the fact that the eleven Ancestral Witches were still suppressed in the East Sea.

While launching a surprise attack on the Witch Clan might not ignite a full-scale war, it would be beneficial to kill some of their elites.

However, at this moment, Di Jun emerged from seclusion. Upon hearing the news, Tai Yi hurriedly went to find Di Jun.

The two brothers reunited.

After listening to Taiyi's words, Dijun pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "Taiyi, this can be done, but we must be careful not to escalate things too much, or we might run into trouble."

"Those saints are watching us all the time."

"Um."

Taiyi nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, elder brother, didn't you say you wouldn't leave seclusion until you broke through? Now you're leaving seclusion, could it be...?"

Di Jun shook his head.

"I haven't succeeded in destroying my third self yet. I never expected that even with the great fortune of the demon race and the Heavenly Court bestowed upon me, I still haven't been able to sever my ego, while the Styx River has succeeded."

Di Jun sighed, "But he has reached the end of his rope. He killed heaven and earth, killed all living beings, and even killed saints. His Dao heart is indeed firm enough."

"Taiyi, you will continue to manage the Heavenly Court. I will go to see Xihe and Changxi, and then go to Ziwei Star. After I return, I will go into seclusion again," Dijun said.

"what?"

Taiyi was taken aback and said, "You still want to go into seclusion?"

"Um."

Di Jun nodded and said, "With the experience of the two great saints Zhen Yuan and Tai Qing, as well as Styx and the others in severing their third corpses, plus my own enlightenment over the years, I have also found a way to sever my own self. Give it a try, the chances of success should not be small, so I still have to trouble you."

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Taiyi had no further thoughts and quickly replied, "Brother, what are you saying? Don't worry, brother, leave the affairs of the Heavenly Court to me. After all, as long as you sever your ego and your strength increases significantly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will be one less, and our chances of victory will be even greater."

"it is good."

Di Jun didn't say much. He first went to the inner palace to reunite with Xi He and Chang Xi, and then set off for Ziwei Star.

Inside the Ziwei Palace.

Ziwei met Dijun and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what brings you here?"

Di Jun was also direct, saying, "Brother Dao, I have been in seclusion for many years, trying to sever my corpse many times, but I have failed each time. Therefore, I have come out of seclusion this time to seek your help."

"Oh?"

Ziwei asked doubtfully, "How can I help you?"

Di Jun said, "I need your Imperial Purple Qi, Daoist brother."

Upon hearing this, Ziwei narrowed her eyes, looked at Dijun, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Di Jun nodded: "Brother Dao, although I failed to sever my corpse during these years of seclusion, my cultivation has improved a lot. As a result, I have sorted out many causes and effects of the past, and from that I have learned a lot about you."

"Brother Dao, I'm afraid it's not just the origin of Ziwei Star that gave birth to it, is it?" Di Jun stared intently at Ziwei.

Ziwei pondered for a moment and said, "I can give you the Imperial Purple Aura, but you must give me a reason."

"And there will be a price to pay."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief, but then began to ponder.

After a long while, Di Jun spoke up: "Brother Dao, you once said in Zixiao Palace that proving the Dao is not the only way to become a saint, but that we may all have the opportunity to attain the Primordial Chaos Realm."

"If that's the case, and Emperor Jun has the opportunity to attain enlightenment today, why don't you grant him that wish, fellow Daoist?"

Clearly, Di Jun had already guessed the secret that Ziwei was an incarnation of Xuanhuang.

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Zi Wei's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked directly at Di Jun, who did not flinch and met her gaze.

Ziwei nodded and said, "Alright, but what's the price?"

(End of this chapter)