Primordial Era: Starting with the Immortals of the Jie Sect to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan

Chapter 113 I defy the heavens, no explanation needed.

The Earth Book shot across the sky, unleashing streaks of light. Then, tens of thousands of Earth Gods appeared, each wielding their magical powers to protect the creatures of their respective regions.

"Today, I transmit the Way of the Earthly Immortals to the primordial world. Those who are willing may learn my methods to create blessed lands and protect the living beings of their realm!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice, under the favorable conditions of heaven and earth, spread throughout the primordial world, but the supreme saints paid no attention to it, instead staring intently at the hole in the sky.

In that short time, the saints used more and more power, as the hole in the sky grew larger and larger.

"The task of mending the heavens will likely fall to Nuwa. Then I'll take this Chaos Bell!"

As Zhunti Daoist looked at the mournful Donghuang Bell at the spot where Taiyi had self-destructed, a thought struck him. He could naturally see that the Heavenly Dao did not want the Three Pure Ones to obtain the Three Treasures of Creation.

Now, of the six saints, besides the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa will have the merit of mending the sky. As the second largest team of saints in the West, it is not unreasonable for them to receive a primordial spiritual treasure!

With this thought in mind, he swung the Seven Treasures Tree and slashed it towards him.

Just as the Seven Treasures Tree was about to touch the bell, a flat crutch emerged from the void.

The flat cane was entirely black, looking no different from the walking sticks in the hands of ordinary old men, and even less imposing than Zhen Yuanzi's Heaven and Earth whisk.

But with just a gentle touch, the seven-colored divine light on the Seven Treasures Tree shattered like glass falling to the ground.

Lao Tzu sits upright on the Tai Chi diagram, his white hair and beard moving without wind.

He didn't look at the Taoist priest, but instead looked down at the bell, a very complex light flashing in his eyes.

Countless ages have passed since Pangu separated heaven and earth, splitting the axe of creation into three. The treasures of Zixiao Palace were divided, the Taiji Diagram went to him, the Pangu Banner returned to Yuanshi, but the Chaos Bell has always been lost to the outside world.

The Heavenly Dao forbids the Three Treasures from uniting and repeating the story of Pangu. The Three Pure Ones, hindered by the overwhelming force of the Heavenly Dao, have never taken action. Now that the Witch and the Demon have both perished, the Chaos Bell is ownerless. If they do not act now, they will never have another chance.

"My third brother has already defied the heavens once, so let me do it too!"

"Brother."

Upon seeing Laozi's actions, Yuanshi Tianzun immediately understood. He then unleashed a three-colored divine light from his Three Treasures Jade Ruyi and headed towards the Chaos Bell.

Lao Tzu nodded to Yuanshi Tianzun, and the Yin and Yang energies in the Taiji diagram transformed into a golden bridge that covered the sky, spanning across the chaos. One end of the golden bridge landed at his feet, and the other end landed on the bell.

"Fellow Daoist Laozi, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

The smile on Zhunti Daoist's face finally vanished: "Do you perhaps intend to defy the laws of Heaven?"

Laozi looked up at him, his gaze calm as still water: "Why should I explain my actions to you?"

"Fellow Daoist Laozi."

The Guide Daoist tossed out his prayer beads, which wrapped around Laozi's cane, allowing the Zhunti Daoist to deal with the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. His voice was calm and deep: "You know better than I do that the Heavenly Dao will not allow the Three Pure Ones to gather together as the Three Treasures of Creation. The Chaos Bell being lost outside is not a coincidence, but the will of Heaven."

Lao Tzu did not retract his cane and struck the prayer beads down on their heads, but simply said, "If Heaven's will is unjust, what's the point of going against it?"

"Fellow Daoist, your words don't sound like those of the Supreme Saint."

The guiding Taoist shook his head: "The highest form of detachment is transcending emotions, following the will of Heaven and conforming to the Dao. This is your own Dao. If today, for the sake of a single bell, your Dao heart is shattered, how much of your transcendence of emotions will remain?"

Laozi's long eyebrows twitched slightly: "My Dao is non-action yet all-encompassing; how can it be the so-called supreme detachment from emotions? Fellow Daoist, you are attached to appearances!"

Just then, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, from which surged pure and extreme destructive power.

At the same time, a wisp of black energy seeped out from the body of the Eastern Emperor Bell, carrying a malevolent intent that made all five saints present frown.

That evil thought is the most primal malice in the world, a deep-seated hatred for order, laws, living beings, and all things that exist.

"Gentlemen, this item is destined for me; I have already marked it. Why harbor greed? Hahahaha!"

A burst of arrogant laughter rang out, and the sky full of black mist dragged the Eastern Emperor Bell into the chaos.

Laozi paused slightly: "Luo."

He was thinking of reuniting the Three Treasures of Creation when Luo jumped out. It seems that the Heavenly Dao has been watching him ever since the Tongtian Sect Leader was sealed away.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable appeared beside the Golden Bridge, the Pangu Banner fluttered in the wind, and endless chaotic sword energy flowed endlessly on the banner.

"Rahu?"

His expression changed drastically when he heard Lao Tzu utter that name.

Is Rahu still alive? During the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han era, Dao Ancestor Hongjun personally slew the Demon Ancestor Rahu at the foot of Mount Sumeru. This is an open secret in Zixiao Palace, known to everyone in the prehistoric world.

However, right now, this Demon Ancestor, who should have died long ago, has actually reappeared!

The guide's expression grew increasingly sorrowful. Mount Sumeru was the foundation of the Western religion, and it was precisely where Ravana fell.

If Luo's lingering resentment has been hidden under Mount Sumeru, then hasn't the fortune of the Western Sect been working for the benefit of the Demon Ancestor all these years?

The smile on Zhunti Daoist's face had completely disappeared. He never expected that such a big fish would be caught today!

Just after the Eastern Emperor Bell was dragged into chaos, a thunderclap came from the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace.

The purple-gold lightning carried the purest power of order from the very beginning of creation.

Ignoring the chaos, ignoring the barriers of space and time, it cleaved out from the Purple Cloud Palace and struck the black mist that was fleeing into the distance with perfect precision.

The black mist let out an extremely sharp screech, filled with anger, resentment, and venom, stirring up endless energy within the chaos.

Hongjun Daozu in Zixiao Palace coldly watched as the black energy disintegrated inch by inch under the bombardment of the purple-gold divine lightning, turning into countless tiny black dots that scattered and were completely evaporated in the afterglow of the lightning.

"A worthless dog dares to bark and howl!"

The gates of Zixiao Palace did not open, nor did the figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun appear. After shattering Luo's power, a bamboo staff materialized out of thin air.

It flew extremely slowly, even leisurely, but every time it drifted a certain distance, it crossed the distance that the sage needed to move, and the end of the bamboo staff gently tapped the body of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

As the bell tolled, the totems of all races faded like mist. The alterations imprinted on the bell by the demon races, and the pollution left by the methods of the Demon Ancestor, were all wiped out with a gentle tap of the bamboo staff.

The Chaos Bell, returning to its origin.

The voice of Dao Ancestor Hongjun emanated from Zixiao Palace, indifferent as water, devoid of any emotion: "The Chaos Bell will be temporarily stored in Zixiao Palace, awaiting the arrival of a destined person in the future."

Having said that, he used his bamboo staff to lift the Chaos Bell and disappeared.

Lao Tzu rested his cane on his knees, gazing in the direction where the Chaos Bell had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time.

He didn't mention defying the heavens again, as the struggle for the Chaos Bell had already brought him to the brink of the heavenly Dao.

When Hongjun Daozu took back the Chaos Bell, it was both a warning and a protection. If the Chaos Bell really fell into the hands of the Three Pure Ones, the moment the three treasures were united would be the moment when the Heavenly Dao would take action against the Three Pure Ones!