Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

Hongjun and Luohou attacked with all their might, but Qiongqi did not dodge. The Righteous Qi Dust and the Four Swords of Zhuxian struck Qiongqi, producing a metallic clang, but not even a white mark was left.

"This...how is this possible!?"

Upon seeing this, Rahu and Hongjun were greatly alarmed, their pupils contracted sharply, and they couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

However, before the two could accept this cruel reality, Qiongqi seemed to get an itch and casually swung his hand to scratch the spot where he had been hit.

Then, the gust of wind generated by Qiongqi's wave of its hand made Hongjun and Luohou feel an unimaginable pressure they had never felt before. In their terror, the two hurriedly summoned their magic weapons to defend themselves, but they were still blown away tens of thousands of miles away.

"Wow... such terrifying power. Is this the power of a Venerable? I can't even withstand the gale generated by just a few gestures."

With a loud "boom," the two were sent flying and collapsed to the ground, muttering to themselves, almost questioning their existence. They knew the names and cultivation symbols of each realm from their inherited memories, but they had never so clearly seen the gap in strength between themselves and the Primordial Golden Immortal.

The two fell right between Taotie's and Xu Qing's heads. Taotie was rushing towards Xu Qing's location when it took a step and was about to step on them.

"Is this... how it's going to end?"

The two had lost all will to live, and just when they were in despair, that familiar aura came again.

Luo Hou and Hong Jun, who had closed their eyes to prepare for death, found that death had not yet come. They couldn't help but open their eyes and saw a seven-colored light screen blocking their way. Behind the light screen was a head that had been smashed to pieces, and it was Xu Qing!

"Hurry! I entrust all the resources to you. Take your brothers and sisters with you, cultivate diligently, and the future of the primordial world... rests in your hands!"

"I originally had a teleportation talisman that I planned to use for escaping, but alas, I never imagined I'd have to teleport here to clean up your mess!"

"Remember... to avenge me!"

The voice was steady and powerful, and Xu Qing's only remaining eyeball suddenly shone brightly. At the same time, two storage bags landed on Hongjun and Luo Hou respectively.

The two, who had been gripped by despair, suddenly snapped out of their daze and stared blankly at Xu Qing, who was trapped in a desperate situation. They were filled with mixed feelings and didn't know what to think.

Xu Qing opened his mouth halfway and spat out a tooth, opening a space-time tunnel. The enormous suction force pulled Luo Hou and Hong Jun inside, leaving them with only a magnificent back of their heads, which blocked the four evil spirits.

Finally, Luo Hou and Hong Jun watched helplessly as Xu Qing's last half of his head was smashed, and a seven-colored divine light appeared in the sky, a standard for the manifestation of the law of emotions.

The divine light suddenly shattered, transforming into seven-colored rays that rained down upon the world—the laws of nature wept, signifying Xu Qing's complete death.

Luo Hou and Hong Jun were inside the tunnel, and could only hear a faint, somewhat regretful voice.

"Pangu... I'm here."

Soon, the world spun around them, and when Rahu and Hongjun regained consciousness, they were already in the realm of purity and turbidity.

The two looked at each other, their eyes red-rimmed, their lips moving, yet both hesitated to speak.

A deathly silence spread around them. Finally, Luo Hou spoke first, his voice neither sad nor happy, as if speaking to Hongjun, or perhaps to himself.

"We cannot let His Holiness down."

Hongjun's eyes, which had been staring blankly at Qingqi, suddenly shifted, regaining some of their vitality. His voice remained emotionless as he spoke.

"Well, the world is not yet fully formed, there are no so-called blessed lands or grotto heavens. All the rare and precious materials have been given to us, there's nothing more to say, just practice."

The next moment, the two stood up at the same time, their auras sharpening as they stared intently at each other and spoke in unison.

"I'm going to get my revenge!"

From then on, the two began a relentless and intense training regimen, more dedicated than ever before.

In order to accelerate their cultivation, the two deliberately put themselves into a near-death state, forcibly entering the Chaos Realm at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, until the Chaos Qi tormented them to the point of losing their minds before returning to the Primordial World.

At the edge of life and death, one is closer to the Great Dao!

In this way, only 70 million years have passed, and the two of them have successfully eliminated their evil corpses and broken through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint, which can be described as miraculous!

……

Within the small world of the Mountain and River Map, Xu Qing was observing Luo Hou and Hongjun using the Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique, commenting on their behavior as he watched.

"They were so anxious when they saw I was injured. They really respect me. Good kids, I haven't spoiled you for nothing."

"He became despondent after taking a setback. It's true, he had it too easy before. His mentality still needs to be tempered."

"Hmm~ The recovery speed is pretty fast, I've finally made it through."

"Ouch... It looks painful, but... the cultivation speed has indeed increased a lot."

"You've slain the evil corpses? Not bad, not bad. I'll release you once you become saints."

Although it's an illusion, but...

Firstly, any spiritual objects that Luo Hou and Hong Jun consume in the illusion will be fed to them by Xu Qing in reality, without any shortage.

Secondly, because their experiences were exactly the same, the gains they made during their trials in the chaos were also preserved.

Therefore, it can be said that the progress of their cultivation in the illusion will be the same in reality, which is why Xu Qing chose to let them continue their cultivation in the illusion.

Xu Qing himself was also busy, constantly trying to communicate with the Boundless Great Dao. The space-time flow rate between the illusion and the Mountain and River Map was one to one; 700 million years in the illusion was also 700 million years in reality.

However, seven hundred million years have passed, and Xu Qing has still not found the right method and has not been able to sense the Boundless Great Dao.

Thus, countless millions of years passed, and the sun and moon in the Mountain and River Map had turned 36.5 trillion times. On that day, the auras of Rahu and Hongjun, who had been in the illusion, suddenly surged!

For the first time, the strange phenomenon generated by the two's breakthrough in the illusion appeared directly in reality, startling Xu Qing, who had been sensing the Boundless Great Dao.

The ethereal and otherworldly Baiyu Immortal Capital and the demonic and turbulent Sumeru Demon Realm appear even more real and condensed, directly appearing within the Mountain and River Map. Xu Qing and his companions are enveloped within it, as if these two kingdoms truly exist.

"Three Corpses! Combine!"

"Holy Realm! Break!"

The two spoke in unison, and at the same time, the space around them distorted. As their three bodies of good, evil, and self merged into one, their auras successfully reached the Holy Realm!

Two powerful forces erupted simultaneously within the Mountain and River Map. Fortunately, Xu Qing intervened to protect it; otherwise, this small world would surely have ceased to exist.

In the midst of the storm, Xu Qing remained unmoved, merely nodding in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, he gathered the five-colored flags into his robes, and the illusion vanished.

"Where am I?!"

"Your...Your Excellency?!"

Luo Hou and Hongjun, who had attained sainthood, slowly awoke. Xu Qing told them the truth, but they didn't mind being deceived. Instead, they were glad that the illusion had solved their problem; otherwise, becoming a saint would not have been so easy.

"Now that you have attained sainthood, I can take you away from this small world and into the primordial wilderness, which is your true battlefield!"

Xu Qing stroked his beard, which had grown over billions of years, and said confidently that he had finally succeeded in communicating with the Boundless Great Dao over these billions of years and was about to break through.

"yes!"