Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

Di Jun trembled violently!

He suddenly stood up, and the True Fire of the Sun surged all over his body!

"This is...this is the voice of the heavens?!"

Donghuang Taiyi staggered to his feet, his face ashen, but his eyes were fixed on the depths of chaos:

"The Jie Sect?! He founded the Jie Sect?!"

Nuwa covered her lips with her delicate hand, her eyes filled with disbelief and horror:

"To seize a sliver of hope?! How...how dare he say such a thing?!"

The fragments of the Bagua compass in Fuxi's hand fell to the ground with a thud, yet he was completely unaware:

"These words... these words are clearly a challenge to the Heavenly Dao! A challenge to the Sage Hongjun!"

Old Ancestor Hongyun struggled to his feet, his face ashen white, but his eyes shone with a frightening light:

"The Intercepting Sect! They've seized a sliver of hope! What... what a spirit!!"

Zhen Yuanzi swept his sleeves together, and the illusory image of the Earth Book suddenly unfolded and then suddenly retracted:

"Has he gone mad? To so blatantly defy the will of Heaven?!"

Jieyin and Zhunti, supporting each other, staggered to their feet, their faces ashen, yet their eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

"To seize a glimmer of hope...isn't that exactly what we've been searching for?!"

The Kunpeng burst forth from the shadows, its wings outstretched, its black plumage blotting out the sky and sun.

"Tongtian! What exactly is he trying to do?!"

The twelve Ancestral Witches all paled!

The spatial power surrounding Di Jiang exploded with a deafening roar, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"The Jie Sect?! Tongtian has only just entered the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, yet he dares to establish a sect?!"

Gonggong's vapors rose, and Zhurong's flames raged. The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same horror in each other's eyes:

"What gives him the right?!"

"Based on that senior!"

I don't know who said that.

In an instant.

The mountaintop was deathly silent.

Everyone's pupils constricted, and their expressions changed drastically.

That senior.

That figure in black robes.

That supreme being who could shatter the Chaos Bell with a single glance and make even the Sage Hongjun wary!

Tongtian founded the Jie Sect to seize a sliver of hope... Could it be that he instructed him to do so?!

Di Jun staggered backward and collapsed onto a rock, his face ashen.

"If it really was at the behest of that senior... then the name 'Intercepting Sect' carries far too much weight..."

Donghuang Taiyi gripped his elder brother's sleeve tightly, his knuckles already white:

"That senior... is someone even the Sage Hongjun couldn't see through!"

Nuwa's delicate hand trembled slightly, and the illusory image of the Mountain and River Map quietly dissipated:

"If the Jie Sect truly has such a senior figure in charge... then this primordial world is likely to undergo a dramatic change..."

Fuxi took a deep breath, forcibly trying to steady his mind, but his trembling fingertips betrayed the turbulent emotions he was experiencing.

"To seize a sliver of hope... Only that senior dared to say such a thing, and only that senior could say it!"

Old Ancestor Hongyun staggered forward, his voice trembling:

"If it truly was instructed by that senior... then why don't we... why don't we go and surrender?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked!

Go and join the Jie Sect?!

That was a sect founded by Tongtian!

Just now, they were on the summit of Buzhou Mountain, pressuring Tongtian so hard!

Will the Tongtian Society take them in?

Di Jun's eyes flickered, and the True Fire of the Sun burned intermittently.

"Hongyun, have you gone mad? We just treated Tongtian like that, how could he possibly accept you now?!"

The old ancestor Hongyun's face was deathly pale, but his eyes flashed with a crazed light:

"If we don't go and throw the ball, are we just waiting to die?!"

"With that shackle of fate on my body, death is inevitable sooner or later!"

"Go and join the Jie Sect; at least there's a glimmer of hope!"

"Since that senior instructed Tongtian to establish the Jie Sect, seizing a glimmer of hope, he was giving all living beings a way to survive!"

"If we don't surrender, we will be cutting ourselves off from any chance of survival!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Yes, if we don't go and throw it in, are we just waiting to die?

With that shackle on my body, I'll die sooner or later.

Going to join the Jie Sect would at least offer a glimmer of hope.

Can the Heavenly Gate take them in?

They had just pressured him, questioned him, and hurt him deeply.

Would he repay evil with kindness?

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of madness in each other's eyes.

"Senior brother!"

Zhunti spoke in a low, hoarse voice:

"We're going to throw it!"

"Even if we have to kneel and die outside Jin'ao Island, we will still go and surrender!"

The guide nodded emphatically:

"Junior brother is right!"

"Since that senior instructed Tongtian to establish the Jie Sect, he was giving all living beings a way to survive!"

"If we don't go, we'll be cutting ourselves off from any chance of survival!"

"Walk!"

The two supported each other, staggered to their feet, and headed towards the depths of chaos.

"stop!"

Di Jun let out a low shout, and the True Fire of the Sun erupted, blocking the two's path.

Jieyin and Zhunti froze, turning to look at him.

Emperor Jun's eyes were cold:

"If you're going to your deaths, I won't stop you."

"But have you considered what you would do if Tongtian refused to accept you?"

"What if that senior isn't even in the Jie Sect? What will you do then?"

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and remained silent.

Yes, what if Tongtian doesn't accept them?

What if that senior wasn't even in the Jie Sect?

What should they do?

Nuwa slowly stepped forward, her gaze complex:

"Di Jun, don't exaggerate."

"Since that senior instructed Tongtian to establish the Jie Sect, he would not sit idly by."

"Even if we go and seek refuge, and even if the highest authority refuses to accept us, perhaps that senior will take pity on our sincerity... perhaps..."

She paused, then didn't continue.

But everyone knew what she wanted to say.

Perhaps they will also intervene and remove the shackles of Heaven's will from them.

Di Jun sneered:

"Nuwa, you are too naive."

"Who is that senior? Would he possibly spare your lives simply because you are sincere?"

"If he wanted to save them, he would have done so on the summit of Buzhou Mountain long ago."

Why wait until now?

Nuwa remained silent.

She knew that what Dijun said was true.

If that senior wanted to save them, he would have done so on the summit of Buzhou Mountain long ago.

But he only imparted the teachings to Tongtian, and then drifted away.

They were clearly being told to seek help from the heavens.

Instead of begging him.

"Then tell me, what should we do?"

Nuwa raised her eyes and looked at Di Jun.

Di Jun remained silent.

He didn't know what to do either.

Joining the Jie Sect was the only option.

But this choice is fraught with uncertainty.

Even if I submit my application, Tongtian might not accept it.

If we don't invest, we're doomed sooner or later.

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well take a gamble.

Di Jun gritted his teeth:

"go!"

"Let's go to Jin'ao Island!"

"Even if I have to kneel and die outside the island, I'll still go!"

"I refuse to believe that senior would stand by and watch us kneel to our deaths without doing anything!"

Donghuang Taiyi struggled to his feet, his face ashen white.

"Brother is right! Let's go!"

"Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well take a gamble!"

Nuwa took a deep breath and looked at Fuxi:

"Brother, what about you?"

Fuxi remained silent for a long time, then slowly nodded:

"go."

"If the heavens cannot predict the future, then one must forge one's own path."

Old Ancestor Hongyun staggered forward:

"I'm going too!"

Zhen Yuanzi gathered his sleeves, and the illusory image of the Earth Script rose and fell:

"Let's go together."

The Kunpeng spreads its wings, its black feathers blotting out the sky and sun:

"I'm going too!"

The twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances, and Dijiang said in a deep voice:

"go!"

"We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, have never feared death!"

"Today we'll go to Golden Turtle Island and see what kind of force the Jie Sect truly possesses!"

In a short time.

At the summit of Mount Buzhou, everyone made their decision.

Let's go to Jin'ao Island!

Go join the Jie Sect!

Go and seek that glimmer of hope!

But just then...

An aged voice drifted from the east:

"There's no need to go."

Everyone turned to look.

As the chaotic energy surged, two figures slowly emerged.

Lao Tzu.

The beginning of time.

The two were deathly pale, their breathing disordered, and they looked extremely disheveled.