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

a long time.

He slowly opened his eyes and gazed into the depths of chaos.

Looking towards the center of Jin'ao Island, there was a dark, magnificent hall.

Inside the main hall, the figure in black robes remained seated cross-legged.

Her gaze was calm as she looked at him.

It's as if it's saying, "You choose for yourself."

Tongtian took a deep breath.

Turn around.

He looked at the crowd.

"The rules of the newly established Jie Sect must not be abandoned."

"If you want to join the Jie Sect, you may."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up with ecstatic joy!

A single sentence, enough to extinguish that ecstatic joy, could be extinguished completely:

"But it needs to pass the test."

Di Jun said urgently:

"What kind of test?!"

Tongtian looked at him, his gaze calm:

"Didn't you want to break the shackles of Heaven's will?"

"Then go and find the solution yourself."

"Once you find the solution, you will break free of your own shackles."

"Let's come to Jin'ao Island again."

"At that time, I personally welcomed you into the church."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed!

Go find the solution yourself?!

That shackle of Heaven was set by the Sage Hongjun; how could they possibly break it?!

Di Jun staggered to his feet, his voice hoarse:

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian! Aren't you making things difficult for us?! How can we possibly break free from those Heavenly Dao shackles?!"

Tongtian looked at him:

"If you cannot resolve this, it proves that you are not destined to be with the Jie Sect."

What's the point of forcing someone you're not meant to be with?

Di Jun paused for a moment.

Nuwa stepped forward, her eyes brimming with tears:

"Senior Brother Tongtian! Is there really no other way?"

Tongtian shook his head:

"no."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd:

"My senior asked me to seize a glimmer of hope so that it could be given to those who truly need it."

"These aren't for you..."

"People who only want something for nothing."

"You have brought these chains upon yourselves."

"In the Purple Cloud Palace, you all scrambled to hear Hongjun preach."

"On this prayer mat, you're all scrambling and fighting for that chance to become a saint."

"Now that you are in chains, you come begging me for help."

"On what grounds?"

Everyone fell silent.

Tongtian continued:

"I, Tongtian, am not your servant."

"The Jie Sect is not your refuge."

"If you want to join the Jie Sect, then show your sincerity."

"If you want to break free of your shackles, you must find the solution yourself."

"If you don't even have this much determination..."

He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold:

"Then let's go back."

The words fell.

Tongtian turned around.

His black robes fluttered in the wind, and his sword intent soared to the heavens.

With one step, it disappeared into Jin'ao Island.

Behind them, in the chaotic sea.

Three thousand figures stood frozen in place.

His face was deathly pale, as if he had lost his parents.

Di Jun stared intently in the direction of Jin'ao Island, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

Donghuang Taiyi slumped in the chaos, his breath extremely weak.

Nuwa lowered her eyes and remained silent, tears silently streaming down her face.

The fragments of the Bagua compass in Fuxi's hand fell to the ground, but he was completely unaware of it.

Old Ancestor Hongyun was limp as mud, muttering to himself, but it was impossible to tell what he was saying.

Zhen Yuanzi's long sleeves fell down, and the illusory image of the Earth Script completely dimmed.

The Kunpeng huddled at the edge of the crowd, shivering.

Jieyin and Zhunti supported each other, their faces ashen.

The twelve Ancestral Witches stood frozen in place, their blood churning like boiling water, yet no one spoke for a long time.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi stood side by side.

Looking towards Jin'ao Island, towards the spot where the black-robed figure disappeared.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings.

There was regret, bitterness, and confusion.

There was also a hint of... relief that was hard to put into words.

Fortunately, Tongtian did not completely turn his back on him.

Fortunately, they still have a chance.

Although that chance was as slim as finding a needle in a haystack.

But at least, there's still a chance.

Lao Tzu took a deep breath and slowly began to speak:

"Let's go."

Yuanshi looked at him:

"Brother, where are you going?"

Lao Tzu gazed into the depths of chaos:

"Go find a solution."

"Third brother is right."

"These shackles are something we asked for ourselves."

"It is up to us to unravel this ourselves."

The words fell.

Lao Tzu took a step and disappeared into chaos.

Yuanshi followed closely behind.

Di Jun stared in the direction the two had left, and gritted his teeth:

"Walk!"

Donghuang Taiyi struggled to his feet:

"Brother, where are we going?"

Emperor Jun's eyes were cold:

"Go find Hongjun!"

"He set these shackles; he must have a way to break them!"

The two transformed into streaks of light and sped away.

Nuwa and Fuxi exchanged a glance, both seeing a resolute look in each other's eyes.

"Walk."

"Go find a solution."

Hongyun struggled to her feet and walked away side by side with Zhen Yuanzi.

The Kunpeng burst out of the shadows and followed closely behind.

Jieyin and Zhunti supported each other as they staggered along.

The twelve ancestral witches silently turned around and disappeared into chaos.

Outside Jin'ao Island.

The chaotic sea surged like a tide.

Three thousand figures gradually faded into the distance.

Inside Jin'ao Island.

Tongtian stood atop the mountain, gazing at the dissipating stream of light.

His gaze was calm, like a deep pool in an ancient well.

Behind them, a figure in a black robe quietly appeared.

Kong Xuan.

He gazed at Tongtian, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"Well done."

Tongtian turned around and bowed deeply:

"This disciple is dull-witted and relies entirely on the guidance of the senior."

Kong Xuan nodded slightly:

"When the Jie Sect was first established, everything was in need of rebuilding."

"What will you do next?"

Looking out from the heavens into the depths of chaos, towards that vast, primordial land:

"Disciple should meditate here to solidify the foundation of the Dao."

"Those who are destined to come will come."

"Wait for those people..."

He paused:

"When you truly understand what the Jiejiao (Intercepting Sect) is."

Kong Xuan smiled.

His smile was genuine, tinged with a hint of relief.

"good."

Spit out a word.

As his dark robe fluttered, his figure slowly faded away.

Finally, it dissipated on the summit of Jin'ao Island.

Tongtian stood still in the same spot for a long time.

Gazing into the depths of chaos, watching those fading lights drift further and further away.

I suddenly remembered a saying by Kong Xuan:

"Because you're soft-hearted, because you're sentimental."

"Only someone like this is qualified to lead the Jie Sect."

Tongtian's lips curled slightly.

Yes, he's soft-hearted.

He values ​​relationships.

So he gave those people a glimmer of hope.

Although the chances are slim.

But at least, it is hope.

Whether they can catch it or not is up to them.