This is so dishonest!

Chapter 323 Hongjun Falls, Victory Continues [Combined, 6k]

Let's go back half an hour.

On the other side of the Boundless Land.

Two Taoist priests were guarding the Treasure Distribution Cliff.

One of them wore a Nine Heavens Taoist crown and a robe of boundless purple clouds, holding a bowl of pure water in his left hand, looking fierce and menacing.

The other wore a Ruyi Dao crown and a flawless robe of creation, with the divine light of three thousand laws surging behind him, evolving into three thousand great worlds.

This is precisely Hongjun's evil corpse [Juntian Daoren] and his self-corpse [Hongyuan Daoren].

Just as Xuanqing had predicted, the two Taoists received instructions from Hongjun to guard the Treasure Distribution Cliff, lest Hongjun's ship capsize this time and he have no chance to make a comeback.

"Hongyuan, do you think I'm going to fail this time?" The evil corpse [Juntian Daoist] gazed at the Immortal Slaughtering Formation in the far distance, making malicious speculations.

"If the original self is gone, can we still exist?" The self-corpse [Hongyuan Daoist] calmly looked at the scenery in the chaos.

This vast chaos is nothing but blackness.

The evil corpse [Jun Tian Dao Ren] said with a smile, "If I don't exist, of course we can exist."

"The Three Corpses Attainment Method is a method that allows both the main body and the three corpses to attain enlightenment."

"Our connection with the original being is both unified and independent."

"If we die, the deity can bring us back; if the deity dies, we can also save the deity."

The evil corpse [Jun Tian Dao Ren] said, "Otherwise, why would I have us guarding this place? Isn't it because I'm worried that Taiwei Yuan might use a surprise attack and wipe us all out?"

"Although, based on our understanding of him, the possibility of him capsizing is extremely slim, however..."

Boom~~~
At that moment, the Treasure Sharing Cliff trembled slightly.

The next instant, a divine light flashed, and the entire Treasure Sharing Cliff and countless spiritual treasures vanished.

"what happened?"

"what happens?"

"Where is our treasure? Where is our Lingbao?!"

On the Treasure Sharing Cliff, Hongjun's evil corpse [Juntian Daoren] and his self-corpse [Hongyuan Daoren] looked around in bewilderment.

~~~~~
In the world of Jade Dynasty, after the Treasure Dividing Cliff descended from the sky, its treasure light soared into the heavens.

The eyes of the Taiwei gods all widened, and their breathing became more rapid.

I knew Hongjun had many magical treasures, but I never imagined there were so many!

Yuan Huang's mind stirred slightly, and she sensed some items that seemed destined for her: "The Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle, the Flying Smoke Sword, the Heaven-Illuminating Seal, and the Ten Thousand Crows Pot."

Almost instantly, Zhunti sensed that some spiritual treasures were calling to him.

He chanted incantations, his eyes gleaming: "Innate Human Seed Bag, Innate Golden Bowl, Brocade Robe, Innate Nine-Ringed Staff, Dragon and Tiger Vajra Pestle."

Nuwa glanced at them, and each of the magical treasures emitted a dazzling light.

It contains the Book of Fate, the Pearl of Mountains and Seas, the Jade Pipa of Heaven and Earth, the Three Rings of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and the Bottle of the Four Seas.
Taishang also saw one cloud after another emitting purple light.

"Mysterious Heavenly Plow, Tushita Purple Flame, Wordless Heavenly Book, Five-Light Box, Flying Cloud Mace, Dragon and Phoenix Zither, Qiankun Diagram"

In addition, there are thousands of other spiritual treasures, including the Yellow Springs White Jade Tablet, the Innate Soul-Summoning Banner, the Sun and Moon Wandering Soul Token, the Blood Talisman Life-Taking Book, the Heavenly Prophecy, the Soul-Devouring Needle, the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife, the Four Symbols Pagoda, the Dragon and Tiger Ruyi, the Sun and Moon Pearl, the Golden Cloud Crown, the Multi-Treasure Pagoda, the Qiankun Bag, the Golden Phoenix Hairpin, the Dragon Roar Flute, the Life-Pointing Knife, the Wind and Thunder Scissors, and the Ruyi Pouch.

All the gods of Taiwei, to varying degrees, sensed that a spiritual treasure was calling to them.

"These spiritual treasures are all destined for us!" Xuan Qing shouted, raising the Investiture of the Gods in his hand. Countless golden lights surged and enveloped the Treasure Distribution Cliff.

"Yes, these magical treasures are all destined for us!"

The gods of Taiwei were extremely excited.

They each used their unique abilities to grab the spiritual treasures on the Treasure Sharing Cliff.

Whether it's fate or not, getting it is fate!
The world-destroying black lotus beneath Rahu's feet split into 108 petals, each resembling a world shrouded in precious light.

Taiyi summoned the Chaos Bell, and its resounding chimes echoed through the ages.

Wang Shu unveiled the Bright Moon Treasure Mirror, and the endless moonlight transformed into streams of light that flew into the Treasure Dividing Cliff.

The Styx River split into 1.08 billion Blood God Children, who all rushed out together.

Zhen Yuanzi unfurled his sleeves, revealing the hidden universe within!

Furthermore, Taishang, Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Yuanhuang all made their moves.

With so many magical treasures in front of us, how could we not fight for them?
"Bring it to you!"

The gods of Taiwei each displayed their supernatural powers to rob Hongjun's treasure trove.

"Do not--"

Hongjun could not remain calm.

His anger rose from his heart, and evil thoughts arose in his mind.

"Come!"

Hongjun struck his Taoist crown, and three lights burst forth, with auspicious energy swirling around.

The evil corpse [Jun Tian Dao Ren] and the self-corpse [Hong Yuan Dao Ren], who were guarding outside the formation, appeared.

Also appearing with them was the Pangu Banner, one of the Three Treasures of Creation!

Hongjun took a step forward.

Boom! !

He unleashed the most terrifying killing power of the Pangu Banner.

"Heaven and earth grieve together, all things perish!"

The Pangu Banner fluttered, unleashing supreme sword intent.

The chaotic sword energy crisscrossed and cut through the chaos as easily as cutting tofu. One side of the chaos was cut into pieces, with clear and turbid elements separated everywhere, feng shui arose everywhere, and earth fire emanated everywhere.

In an instant, the power to tear apart the primordial chaos and the divine might to shatter the heavens and spacetime erupted completely.

The world of Jade Dynasty is on the verge of collapse.

At the same time, Hongjun's three corpses rushed directly towards Xuanqing and the others.

In an instant, the Great Dao became mysterious and profound, and the light and shadow of the laws overlapped one after another.

A Taoist named Hongjun emerged from countless times and spaces.

After they appeared, they only made one gesture—a mudra.

Then, it exploded!
"Fuck!"

Now it was the turn of the Taiwei gods to be bewildered.

Steal two magical treasures and then self-destruct?
"That old Taoist priest Hongjun has gone mad!"

Yangmei, Qiankun, Yinyang, Diandao, and Gouchen also fled in a panic.

"It's always me, Hong, who steals from others, and you dare to steal from me!"

"Fuck them all!"

At this moment, countless Hongjun activated their self-destruct program.

The power of the Pangu Banner to destroy all the heavens and the power of Hongjun's self-destruction erupted.

Boundless radiance burst forth, terrifying energy surged in all directions, and endless chaos stirred up waves of spacetime, annihilating everything.

Boom! ! !
~~~~~
Above the long river of time and space, a small, pitch-black boat drifts in the shimmering light of the universe.

The little squirrel, wearing a straw hat and a small cape, was squatting on the gunwale fishing with a long rod in its hand.

His eyes were always fixed on his pole, oblivious to the passage of time.

Just then, the small boat suddenly rocked.

The little squirrel hurriedly reeled in its line: "A fish! A fish!!"

"Ahem~~, what kind of fish should we serve?"

With a splashing sound, a primordial deity, who had been wandering in the long river of time, emerged from a tributary and boarded the ferry to cross over to the world.

He was dressed in black robes with a jade belt around his waist. He had a handsome face and a dashing appearance, though a few strands of hair near his cheeks were slightly disheveled.

"Xuanqing?" The little squirrel's gaze froze for a moment, then it said dejectedly, "We didn't catch any real fish again!"

A ferryman dressed in white stood at the bow of the boat, looking like a refined gentleman, and smiled as he looked at Xuan Qing who had appeared: "I thought you would capsize this time!"

"Capsize? That's impossible!"

Xuan Qing gave a soft hum and straightened his appearance slightly.

Then, he changed the subject: "But it's true that the harvest has decreased."

Seeing that the little squirrel hadn't caught any fish again, Xuan Qing shook his head. "Little squirrel, give up. You probably don't have any talent for fishing."

"How about I get you a new set of equipment?"

As he spoke, Xuan Qing casually took out a golden fishing net from his sleeve. "This is an innate spiritual treasure—the Mist and Dew Universe Net. You can use it to catch fish from now on."

The little squirrel looked at the fishing rod in its hand, then at the misty net that Xuan Qing had handed it over.

Finally, it turned its head and said, "Take it! Take it now!"

Who needs your internet?

"Really don't want it?" Xuanqing asked with a smile.

"No! Absolutely not!"

The little squirrel's eyes shone brightly as he stared at his fishing rod, declaring righteously, "Do I fish simply for the fish? It's to enjoy the pleasure of fishing!"

"Fishing with a net is no fun at all."

"I'd rather have an empty net than this net."

"It doesn't matter if I don't catch a single one, I don't care at all!"

Seeing the little squirrel's persistence, Xuanqing handed over the Mist and Dew Universe Net to the ferryman.

The ferryman gladly accepted the gift: "From now on, I won't need to carry an oar when fishing."

"Wow~~"

Another majestic figure, bathed in the light of the universe, stepped out of a tributary of the river of time and space and boarded the ship that crosses the world.

"This old Taoist is really getting impatient." Taishang looked travel-worn, his Taiwei Divine Attire bearing the marks of time.

He refreshed his status for a while before recovering.

Xuan Qing nodded slightly: "It's good that you're alright, fellow Daoist."

"If we had run even a little slower, something really bad would have happened," Taishang sighed.

Hongjun roamed the primordial world for countless years, and he truly refused to suffer even the slightest loss.

If you slow down any further, forget about stealing other people's treasures; you'll end up dying in the Land of Nothingness and being picked up by the corpse.

That would be a huge loss.

"But this trip was worthwhile, so I didn't come for nothing!" The Supreme Being put aside the unlucky things and smiled.

He looked at Xuan Qing and asked with a smile, "How many treasures did you steal, fellow Daoist?"

Xuanqing replied, "Much fewer than expected, maybe fifty or sixty pieces."

"Only fifty or sixty pieces?!"

The Supreme Lord stared wide-eyed at Xuan Qing as if he were looking at a monster.

Hongjun was completely shocked.

In that situation, you were barely able to save your own life, yet you managed to snatch fifty or sixty magical treasures?

"Are they all innate?" Taishang asked, still unwilling to give up. In fact, there were quite a few acquired items on the Treasure Distribution Cliff.

"Of course!"

Xuan Qing said matter-of-factly, "Why would I steal a spiritual treasure that isn't innate?"

He raised his hand, and beams of light flew out from his sleeve.

The Yellow Springs White Jade Tablet, the Innate Soul-Summoning Banner, the Sun and Moon Wandering Soul Token, the Netherworld Trident, and other spiritual treasures shone brightly.

The Supreme One has become withdrawn.

"How much did you steal?" Xuanqing asked.

The Supreme Being extended three fingers.

Thirty pieces? That's not bad.

"There are three!"

Taishang sighed: "One is the Xuandu Heavenly Plow, an instrument of execution; another is the Qiankun Diagram, a treasure for trapping people; and the third is the Jade Purification Bottle, whose function is similar to my gourd, and can be used to capture people."

Xuan Qing nodded: "Not bad, not bad, these three spiritual treasures are all good!"

Looking at the innate spiritual treasures floating behind Xuan Qing, Tai Shang was too embarrassed to take out his own gains.

Their record is terrible!
Including the previous twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, there are only four pieces (sets).

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's try to help Fellow Daoist Chenxing instead." Taishang quickly changed the subject.

Even if the gods of Taiwei gained little, it was still a gain.

The First Emperor is gone; it's utterly tragic. "We have to salvage it! Of course we have to!"

The ferryman beside him laughed and said, "He has been here before. The Ferry of Crossing the World remembers his aura. We are going to rescue Fellow Daoist Chenxing now."

"But before that, I have to make him a pot of resurrection soup!"

After saying that, the ferryman skillfully set up the pot, took out a ladle, and then added water, lit the fire, added the ingredients, and stirred.
The movements were fluid and graceful, and soon a fragrant aroma wafted from the small boat.

"Is this a resurrection soup?" Taishang looked at the pot with a puzzled expression.

Xuanqing pulled him aside and said, "Don't worry, the ferryman is a professional when it comes to making soup."

"is it?"

The Supreme Lord was skeptical.

"Do you want to go fishing?" Xuanqing pulled out two fishing rods from somewhere.

"Can it be caught?"

Tai Shang glanced at the squirrel that had once again missed its hook, seemingly casually.

"Zhizhizhi~~"

The little squirrel jumped up in anger and stomped on the top of the dog's foot.

This made everyone burst into laughter.

The small boat drifted on the river of time for a while longer, and the ferryman said, "We've arrived."

"Fellow Daoist Chenxing is trapped in this 'water area.' Let's see who among you can rescue him."

"It has to be me!" the little squirrel patted its chest, full of confidence.

Hu~hu~hu~
The two men and the mouse sat on the gunwale of the boat, fishing.

"Xuanqing, there were some mishaps in our encirclement of the ferocious beast clan this time. When will we be able to find an opportunity to completely crush them next time?"

"It's hard to say."

Xuanqing replied, "Although the True Demon God is dead, his Dao Fruit and Dao Artifacts are still here."

"Perhaps Shen Ni has found a successor to a demon god, who has inherited everything from the true demon god."

"It's just unknown whether this successor ultimately condensed the [True Dao Fruit] independently, or became the vessel for the resurgence of the True Demon God."

"Anyway, the power he left behind is now taking effect, and the backup plan I made with the Beast Clan is being eliminated."

"Furthermore, once they overcome this calamity, they will have a firm foothold in the prehistoric world, and the impact of the great calamity will become increasingly significant. Before long, I will find it difficult to control their movements."

Upon hearing this, Taishang nodded: "So, you mean we can still control it?"

"Shennie is breaking free from this control." Xuan Qing conceded.

Upon hearing this, the Supreme Lord's smile widened: "It seems he is not far from death."

His tone was quite confident.

Based on Taishang's understanding of Xuanqing, the other party would never allow an out-of-control "criminal gang" to roam freely in the prehistoric world.

The moment the ferocious beast race completely deviated from Xuan Qing's expectations meant the time had come to end this great calamity.

"What about Hongjun? Will he interfere again?" Xiaosong joined the chat.

It said somewhat indignantly, "That old Taoist priest loves to meddle in other people's business."

"I just wanted to live a carefree life in the wilderness, but this guy actually came to block my way in person."

"It's only because I ran fast that I survived; otherwise, I would definitely have been caught by him!"

"The possibility of Hongjun interfering again is unlikely."

Xuan Qing analyzed, "Although he is not with us, he will definitely not side with the ferocious beasts."

"I suspect that Hongjun has some scheme against the ferocious beast race or the Chaos Demon God. Otherwise, he wouldn't risk offending us by intervening."

"I feel so too!"

Taishang nodded. If it weren't for some plan, Hongjun really wouldn't have bothered to provoke them at this time.

Of course, in fact, if Xuanqing hadn't directly found out where Hongjun was hiding, it would have been much better.

They, Taiwei Yuan, will definitely have to suffer this loss as well.

"Why is Hongjun targeting the ferocious beast race?" As a former Five Elements Demon God, Xiaosong had quite a bit of respect for the ferocious beast race.

Even after facing Pangu's giant axe, they still managed to muster the courage to overthrow the primordial world.

Komatsu knew he couldn't do that.

So he faced reality head-on and chose to give up early on.

He was unwilling to enter the Primordial True Realm unless absolutely necessary.

"I don't know about that."

Xuanqing shook his head. "Until the very end, who can know what Hongjun is planning to do?"

"Maybe he's eyeing the legacy of those Chaos Gods and doesn't want those guys to end up in our hands."

"So what are our plans for Taiwei Yuan next?"

The Supreme Being asked, "Should we continue to conquer all the heavens and myriad realms, or regroup, spread our net, and capture the ferocious beasts?"

Xuan Qing said resolutely, "Of course we will carry the victory through to the end!"

Plop~~
"Wow! I won! I won!"

At this moment, Komatsu was overjoyed: "I finally caught a fish!"

"Quickly, quickly, bring the oars! Bring the oars!"

Upon seeing this, Xuanqing and Taishang both put away their fishing rods.

The ferryman waited until Xiaosong dragged a golden time-traveling fish to the side of the boat, then grabbed the oar and smashed it down.

"Bang!!"

A huge splash of water stuns the fish, causing them to float belly-up.

The ferryman used a net to retrieve it.

Then the golden hourfish was tossed into the prepared pot.

"Wait, is this how you use the Resurrection Soup?" Tai Shang's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly shouted.

Those who know you'd think you were a rescuer, but those who don't might think you were a fish eater!

"That's how it's used!"

The ferryman said, "Fellow Daoist, please don't question my professionalism!"

"Second brother, don't get excited." Xuanqing said with a smile, pulling Taishang to sit down to the side.

"Let's wait and see. Cough cough, after Fellow Daoist Chenxing drinks a bowl of soup, we'll know whether or not they're saving someone."

Only then did the Supreme Lord sit down.

Then he saw the ferryman begin to peel the scales off the golden fish.

Tai Shang was shocked: "Why are you peeling off the scales?"

The ferryman explained, "Returning from the river of time requires a complete transformation; this is a normal rescue process."

As he spoke, the ferryman removed the reverse scale from the golden fish.

Taishang's lips twitched.

He glanced silently at Xuan Qing beside him.

He was seen resting with his eyes closed.

The Supreme Lord looked at the goldfish in the pot again.

He simply closed his eyes.

After the ferryman had been busy for a while, he suddenly exclaimed, "A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it will transform into a dragon once it encounters wind and clouds!"

"Fellow Daoist Chenxing, if you don't return now, when will you?"

Click~~
Amidst the long river of time and space, countless events converge.

A dazzling golden light shot out from the pot.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!" As soon as Zu Long appeared, he transformed into a handsome and dashing Daoist.

Zulong turned around and cupped his hands towards Xuanqing and Taishang: "Thank you, Heavenly Emperor, thank you, Fellow Daoist Jingyao!"

"Hey! Why aren't you thanking me?"

Komatsu tilted his head back and said with dissatisfaction, "I'm the one who fished you up!"

Zu Long looked down and couldn't help but smile.

He squatted down and clasped his hands in thanks to Xiaosong: "Thank you very much, fellow Daoist!"

"That's pretty much it."

Xiaosong said with a grin, "I would be so happy if you could give me a few more chances!"

The First Emperor did not know how to answer.

Fortunately, Xuan Qing came to his rescue: "Fellow Daoist Chen Xing, let's go back to Taiwei Yuan first."

"it is good!"

Xuanqing and the other two bid farewell to the ferryman and Xiaosong, and began their return to the prehistoric world.

Komatsu waved to them: "Remember to come often!"

~~~~~
Along the way, Taishang told Zulong about everything that happened "after his death".

Upon hearing that everyone had robbed Hongjun, Zulong immediately sighed with regret: "Alas, such a good opportunity, and I didn't even get to go!"

Within the Taiwei Enclosure, the First Emperor was always the most proactive when it came to seizing spiritual treasures.

When Xuanqing told Zulong that Hongjun had tricked him to death, Zulong became even more furious: "Old thief Hongjun, you owe me too much!"

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Chenxing is back?"

Not far away, the Demon Ancestor Rahu walked towards them.

He, who was usually aloof, seemed to be in a very good mood, with a bright smile on his face: "Congratulations on your return, fellow Daoist!"

"Joy and rejoice together!"

The First Emperor congratulated Luo Hou on his success in forcing Hongjun to his death.

They plundered Hongjun's treasure vault, forcing Hongjun to break the deadlock by self-destructing his three corpses. Isn't that tantamount to forcing someone to commit suicide?
"You flatter me, you flatter me. This is all thanks to the Heavenly Emperor and Yinghuo!"

Luo Hou was not arrogant about his achievements. If Xuan Qing and Yuan Huang hadn't summoned Hongjun's Treasure Dividing Cliff in the end, Hongjun wouldn't have gotten so angry.

That ability to "bring the ends of the earth to within reach" broadened everyone's horizons.

Emperor Zulong exclaimed in admiration, "To be able to keep quiet when you should—truly befitting of Yinghuo!"

These unorthodox yet remarkably effective supernatural powers were created by the Venerable Yinghuo.

"We're almost at Taiwei Enclosure, fellow Daoist, remember to put on your divine armor," Luo Hou suddenly reminded him.

After the First Emperor returned, he wore casual clothes.

I don't know which image she used when she was looking for some kind of "weak water".

"it is good!"

Zulong immediately changed into the divine armor of the Water Star Venerable.

The group returned to Taiwei Enclosure.

Fuxi, Nuwa, Taiyi, Wangshu, Styx, and others also returned one after another.

In the final moments, everyone disregarded each other and could only rely on their own means to escape.

Apart from Fuxi and Nuwa, who were in good condition, the other deities were more or less in a sorry state.

However, once everyone arrived at Taiwei Enclosure, they all changed into their exclusive divine attire and looked full of energy.

This made Rahu very happy.

"Fellow Daoist Chenxing is back? The Heavenly Emperor is indeed swift!"

Everyone congratulated the First Emperor on his return so quickly.

Zulong smiled and looked at the gods: "Fellow Daoists, you've pulled off a big heist without making a sound. I'm so envious!"

"Don't worry, there's still a chance." Fuxi, the Venerable of the Wood Star, patted him on the shoulder.

"Then I'll be waiting."

The gods laughed and joked for a while longer.

Xuan Qing tapped on the Chaos Table, announcing the official start of the meeting.

"The theme of this meeting is very simple, only seven words: 'Carry the victory through to the end!'"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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