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"Congratulations, Senior Jiu Yuan."

Qin Le arrived at the courtyard where Li Jiuyuan lived. As soon as he finished speaking, the gate opened silently.

Dressed in simple white robes, Li Jiuyuan, whose temperament was becoming increasingly ethereal and otherworldly, slowly walked out.

At this moment, she naturally exuded a vast aura that transcended the Heavenly Dao, a unique majesty belonging to a saint.

Her mere existence caused the surrounding light to distort slightly, and the structure of spacetime seemed to soften, as if it were actively adapting to and protecting her.

She has truly taken that step and stands firmly on the path of Heaven.

A tiny clay figure, the size of a palm, popped out from above Qin Le's head. With a light leap, it landed comfortably on Li Jiuyuan's soft hair.

"Little Jiu Yuan." Nuwa reached out her little hand and gently patted Li Jiu Yuan's head, her tone filled with laughter: "Hold your aura in place first, otherwise this place can't withstand you standing here for too long."

"Yes, Mother." Upon hearing this, Li Jiuyuan immediately responded obediently.

With a slight thought, the terrifying holy aura receded like the tide, completely subsiding.

She looked up at Qin Le, her eyes clear and solemn, and said earnestly, "Qin Le, thank you. Without you, I would never have made it this far."

"You're too kind, senior." Qin Le waved his hand dismissively and laughed, "There's no need for such formalities between us."

He naturally understood what Li Jiuyuan was thanking him for—thanking him for taking on the sins she had committed, allowing her to break free from her shackles and continue her path.

But in Qin Le's view, he didn't lose out on this deal.

Li Jiuyuan's ascension to sainthood means that he has gained another incredibly strong saintly backer, greatly increasing his sense of security. It's practically a sure win.

If he himself is not destined for sainthood, then he should strive to make his own people saints and, incidentally, cling to powerful figures. This logic makes perfect sense.

As for Nuwa, her mother?

Although she is powerful, she doesn't seem to have any intention of staying in the Three Realms for long.

Having more options means having more paths to take.

"Little Nine-Kite," the little clay figure Nuwa swung her toes and asked, "Now it's time to mend the sky. When do you plan to begin?"

After a moment's thought, Li Jiuyuan replied, "I will go and borrow the necessary materials from my fellow Daoists, and then we can begin."

The fellow Daoists she spoke of were naturally the seven saints who had guarded the Chaos Seal for many years.

The five-colored stones needed to mend the heavens require several rare natural treasures, and only a few people have them in stock.

Once the five-colored stones are refined, combined with the sky-mending technique personally taught by Nuwa, the temporarily sealed gap in the sky can be completely and permanently repaired.

Upon hearing this, Qin Le, who was standing to the side, also showed a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

He had only heard of the feat of mending the sky in myths, and he never expected to witness it with his own eyes today.

Although the current gap in the sky is far smaller than the one from back then, the act of mending the sky itself is enough to stir one's heart.

After exchanging a few more words with Li Jiuyuan, Li Jiuyuan didn't linger any longer. Her figure blurred slightly as she disappeared from the spot and headed to the sages to gather materials.

This matter should be addressed sooner rather than later.

Time slipped away quietly while we waited, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

After gathering all the materials, Li Jiuyuan spent a whole month working on it and finally succeeded in refining the crucial five-colored stone.

Today is the day to mend the sky.

Before the pitch-black void in the sky, hundreds of meters in diameter, Li Jiuyuan stood in mid-air, holding a fist-sized, strange stone that shimmered with five-colored light and exuded a restrained Daoist charm in her delicate hand.

The subtle fluctuations it emitted caused the surrounding Great Dao to resonate faintly.

Standing slightly to her side was Qin Le, and above him was the little clay figure of Nuwa, who was watching with great interest.

Further away, the celestial beings and gods of the Heavenly Court, the demon immortals from all directions, and even many cultivators who rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, were densely packed, suspended in the clouds, all holding their breath and looking up at this scene that was destined to be recorded in history.

The act of mending the sky is just a legendary scene for most living beings today. Who wouldn't yearn for it and want to see it for themselves?

"Little Nine Kite, you can begin now," the little clay figure Nuwa said softly, her tone encouraging.

"Yes, Mother." Li Jiuyuan nodded slightly, her expression calm.

With a thought, the five-colored stone in her palm floated up on its own and stopped in front of her.

Immediately, she swiftly formed countless profound and complex hand seals. One after another, the Heaven-Mending Technique seals, containing supreme truths, flew from her fingertips like golden butterflies and disappeared into the five-colored stone.

Om-!

The five-colored stone suddenly trembled, and its radiance shone brightly!

The five colors complement each other, yet remain harmonious and unified, radiating a powerful vitality and Taoist charm capable of soothing all wounds and mending the imperfections of heaven and earth.

Li Jiuyuan raised her hand and gently pushed towards the sky gap in front of her.

call out--!

The five-colored stone transformed into a dazzling stream of light, which plunged directly into the center of the pitch-black cave entrance, which was temporarily sealed by the golden light membrane.

The next moment, a breathtaking scene unfolded.

Five-colored light suddenly burst forth from the center of the sky, like the most brilliant paint being dropped into clear water, quickly spreading and spreading in all directions!

Wherever it passed, the pitch black that symbolized the broken heavenly way and the void beyond the realm was erased as if by an eraser and quickly replaced by a warm and solid five-colored heavenly wall.

One hundred meters, ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters... Under the repair of the five-colored divine light, the area of ​​the missing piece of the sky visibly shrank rapidly.

Finally, when the last bit of darkness was completely covered and merged with the five-colored radiance, the entire sky wall became a unified whole, radiant with light. Then, the radiance slowly receded, transforming into an ordinary sky curtain that was no different from the surrounding sky, yet subtly contained a more stable set of laws.

The task of mending the sky is complete!

After a brief silence, thunderous cheers and exclamations erupted from all directions like a tsunami!

Whether they were immortals, demons, gods, or humans, their faces were filled with heartfelt joy and excitement.

The complete filling of the void in the heavens meant that the biggest backdoor of chaos was blocked, leaving only the sealed original body, under the watchful eye of the sage, with no possibility of ever turning the tide again.

This war, which lasted for a thousand years and cost countless lives, has finally come to a perfect and hopeful end.

Li Jiuyuan turned around and looked at the little clay figure Nuwa, a bright smile of relief and accomplishment blooming on her face:

"Mother, I did it."

"Very good, very well done." The little clay figure Nuwa praised generously, then smiled and said, "Then, all that's left is to 'clean up the battlefield' and completely deal with that big guy."

"I understand, daughter." Li Jiuyuan nodded, her gaze hardening. "Mother, I will go now to join my fellow Daoists."

"Go, and be careful in everything you do." Nuwa nodded.

Li Jiuyuan nodded to Qin Le, then her figure faded away, appearing directly in the top-secret place where the Chaos Body was suppressed.

"Fellow Daoist Li, congratulations on successfully mending the heavens and achieving the Great Dao!" Bai Ze was the first to speak, stroking his beard and smiling gently.

Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Li!

"Welcome, Fellow Daoist Li, to the team."

"..."

The other sages—Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, Houtu Niangniang, Donghuang Taiyi, and Taishang Laojun—also spoke up to express their welcome.

Having another fellow Daoist not only means an increased power to fight against chaos, but also means having another Daoist friend with whom we can verify the Dao and discuss and debate the Dao in the long years to come. It is certainly a joyous occasion.

Li Jiuyuan returned the greetings one by one, her demeanor neither humble nor arrogant.

After exchanging pleasantries, she flew directly into the super sealing array that enveloped the Chaos Body, found an empty Saint's array eye, and sat down cross-legged.

The vast power of the sage surged in, causing the great formation to tremble slightly, and its operation seemed to become a little smoother.

With the eight sages working together, they activated the formation and began to obliterate and purify the chaotic consciousness at an even faster pace.

This unparalleled seal, jointly laid down by all the saints, can theoretically accommodate up to nine saints.

If the nine saints gather together, they can trigger the ultimate change of the formation, combining the power of the nine saints into one, and unleashing a devastating attack that can completely annihilate the chaotic consciousness.

Unfortunately, even including the newly promoted Li Jiuyuan, there are only eight in the Three Realms now.

As for waiting for the birth of a new sage?

The path to sainthood is difficult, as it has always been.

Leaving aside whether anyone can take that step, even if they could, the time required would probably be enough for the eight sages to slowly simmer and gradually erode the chaotic consciousness.

By then, the enemy will be gone, and the arrival of the new saint will merely be another friend to discuss the Dao with.

Of course, they couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Qin Le, who was originally the most promising and the fastest to become a saint, cut off his own path to sainthood because he was burdened by the karma of all living beings.

Even a sage could not reverse this situation.

The years do not live, the seasons flow.

In absolute peace and tranquility, more than seventy years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The three realms have finally been completely freed from the shadow of war.

The heavens, the mortal realm, and the underworld are all orderly, with living beings multiplying and the Tao flourishing.

The new generation of cultivators are already unfamiliar with the Chaos Beasts, only knowing about that turbulent and bloody era from ancient books and the stories told by their elders.

However, within this seemingly perpetual tranquility—

An indescribable pressure, seemingly originating from the very source of the Heavenly Dao, descended upon the Heavenly Realm without warning!

The source of the oppressive aura was located in a remote, desolate mountain area in the celestial realm.

There, an endless, thick, leaden black cloud of calamity had gathered!

Within the clouds, countless thick, dragon-like bolts of terrifying lightning surged and intertwined wildly, emitting deafening roars!

A destructive aura permeated the heavens and earth, causing all living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles, regardless of their cultivation level, to feel a tremor and suffocation originating from the depths of their souls.

Heavenly Tribulation!

Moreover, it was an unprecedented and extraordinary calamity, far exceeding ordinary levels in scale and power!