This is so dishonest!

Chapter 349 Achieving Primordial Chaos? Returning to the Beginning of Creation!
The universe of the universe.

This strange space-time, briefly created by the great power of the Primordial Beginning and reversed by the divine power of the Dao Ancestor, finally dissipated like a dream as Hongjun uttered the words, "What is there to be afraid of?"

The primordial energy of Xuanhuang that had enveloped the four supreme beings receded like a tide, revealing the original gray appearance of chaos.

Hongjun Daoist gave Xuanqing a deep look, his eyes filled with complex and unfathomable emotions, including joy, apprehension, admiration, and a hint of barely perceptible... lingering fear.
Xuan Qing's smile remained unchanged as he nodded and said, "Ten thousand years from now, I, Taiwei, will await the arrival of the Dao Ancestor at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. I only hope that at that time, fellow Daoist will be well prepared and have all means at your disposal, and that you will not again... well, need to 'return to heaven and earth' to adjust your state."

His tone was gentle, as if it were just a kind reminder.

But the sarcasm hidden in those words made Hongjun's eyes twitch almost imperceptibly.

"The Heavenly Emperor's methods are endless, his supernatural powers are beyond comprehension, and his magical treasures are unpredictable. This old Daoist will naturally do his utmost and dare not slacken in the slightest," Hongjun retorted.

These were his sincere words; Xuan Qing's methods and thought processes were truly beyond his conventional understanding of a Great Luo Realm expert.

The Taoist priest Yangmei, standing nearby, seemed to have just snapped out of his philosophical contemplation of "I've been pregnant, but I haven't been pregnant."

Hearing their conversation, he subconsciously muttered to himself, "As long as... as long as they don't bring out those weird things again..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Mei was met with a half-smile from Xuan Qing, and she immediately shut her mouth and took two steps back.

It's clear that what happened just now really hit him hard.

"In that case, let's take our leave!" Hongjun said no more, and with a wave of his sleeve, a seemingly normal spatial portal, shimmering with pure immortal light, opened.

He stepped in first, followed closely by Yang Mei.

Before leaving, Yang Mei glanced back quickly at Xuan Qing's sleeve, still feeling a lingering fear, as if afraid that some "surprise" might fly out from inside.

He said no more, only nodded slightly to Yangmei Daoist, and the two of them vanished into the void without a trace. However, the sharp-eyed Rahu still caught the action of Yangmei Daoist unconsciously touching his lower abdomen and then quickly withdrawing his hand before leaving.

Meanwhile, the battle on the other side had also ceased.

Nuwa, Wangshu, and the others returned to Xuanqing's side.

Seeing that Hongjun and Yangmei had retreated, the great immortals such as the Three Pure Ones, Yin Yang, and Yaochi also withdrew their supernatural powers, but their gazes toward Taiwei were filled with a strange look.

Did the Dao Ancestor win or not?

They cannot see or hear anything in the vast universe.

Logically speaking, the war between the three races should have ended, and with all three progenitors gone, the Dao Ancestor should have won.

But why did he leave in such a hurry just now?

Or is this just our imagination?

Yaochi also glanced at the Three Pure Ones, her eyes filled with resentment that "these fellow Daoists didn't even give each other a heads-up beforehand about rigging the match."

The Three Pure Ones, with their eyes fixed on their noses and noses focused on their hearts, exuded an air of profound wisdom, as if to say, "I have already given it my all."

"let's go!"

Yaochi sighed softly, and together with the Three Pure Ones and the Yin-Yang Daoist, they transformed into streams of light and departed.

"Your Majesty!" Nuwa and the others stepped forward and bowed.

Xuanqing waved his hand, his gaze passing over the chaos and landing on the primordial battlefield that had completely spiraled out of control: "Hongjun's acceptance of the ten-thousand-year agreement can be considered a temporary pause in the struggle between our two great lineages."

"Fellow Daoists, let's go down and take a look first, and then return to Taiwei Yuan."

"We also need to carefully 'summarize' this setback."

He deliberately emphasized the word "summary," which made Luo Hou's heart skip a beat again.

He just abandoned the Heavenly Emperor Taiwei and ran away!
Will the Heavenly Emperor seek revenge later?

No, no, the Heavenly Emperor is magnanimous and would never do such a thing.

"Besides, time has already been reversed, so the matter of abandoning the Heavenly Emperor never happened!" Rahu steadied himself and comforted himself in this way.

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In the chaotic void, the symphony of blood and fire is reaching its climax.

The aftershocks of Yuanhuang's self-destruction were still raging, and the fall of Zulong and Shiqilin completely ignited the chaos that swept across the world.

"Quick! Run! Those crazy birds are catching up!"

[The Supreme God] Fuxi's appearance was completely ruined at this moment. Several strands of his flowing long hair were burned off, and his robe was torn in several places.

He carried the mountain-like remains of the Primordial Qilin on his shoulder, Bagua runes flashed beneath his feet, and his speed reached its limit.

He not only had to evade the indiscriminate attacks of the Phoenix Clan, but also had to be wary of other primordial deities who were trying to take advantage of the chaos and seize the fortune of the Qilin Clan.

They even had to be careful not to step into a hole dug by some "fisherman" to avoid falling into a hole.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you must hold on!"

In the dragon camp, the Turtle Prime Minister, with a "nimble" gait completely disproportionate to his size, retreated rapidly while carrying the enormous corpse of the Ancestral Dragon.

He enlarged his tortoise shell to its limit, desperately protecting the dragon corpse. Several large, charred pits had been burned into the shell by the Southern Ming Fire, causing him to weep tears of pain.

But he still roared and commanded the dragon clan's powerful figures to form an array and break through the encirclement.

"Prime Minister, you go first!" Azure Dragon and Yinglong led the Dragon Gods to withstand the counterattack from the other two races.

The various temple masters of the main temple protected the younger generation of the dragon race, forming a mobile "seafood Great Wall" as they retreated with difficulty towards the East China Sea.

"Kill! Avenge Her Majesty Yuanhuang!!"

The Phoenix Clan's offensive grew increasingly ferocious.

Elder Zhuque was engulfed in flames, his eyes bloodshot.

Wherever she went, whether it was the dragon race, the qilin race, or even some unfortunate bystander saints, they were all drawn into the flames of war.

"Amitabha... Bah! This thing is destined for me!"

In a corner of the battlefield, the Venerable Taibai Zhunti was deftly tucking a phoenix feather, shimmering with five-colored light, into his sleeve, his face beaming with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

Beside him, Zhen Yuanzi, the Venerable Zhenxing, twitched his lips and said, "These are Yuanhuang's belongings after her death. It's probably not appropriate for us to take them."

"Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know, so what's there to be afraid of!"

Zhunti looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to them, laughed and said, "When we withdraw to Taiwei, we can ask the Heavenly Emperor to help us refine it into a spiritual treasure. Even if Yuanhuang is resurrected, what can she do to us?"

Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth, but then stopped himself from speaking.

He felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Hey, forget it!"

Zhen Yuanzi thought about it and decided not to dwell on it.

He swayed and transformed into a Taoist boy.

What does this young scholar look like?

Her features were refined and elegant, with a beautiful face and a short, flowing topknot. Her Taoist robes seemed to be shrouded in mist, while her feathered garments fluttered in the wind. A sash tightly bound her hair in a dragon-head knot, and her straw sandals were lightly wrapped with silkworm-feather velvet.

"Ahem, I'm no longer the Venerable Zhenxing, but just a Daoist boy picking mushrooms."

The young Taoist cleared his throat and wandered around the battlefield.

Before long, a nursery rhyme drifted from the void.

"The little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a big bamboo basket, walks barefoot through the forest and hills in the early morning. She picks the most mushrooms, so many that they are as numerous as the stars."

Wherever the Taoist boy went, he picked mushrooms.

Zhunti was utterly dumbfounded by Zhen Yuanzi's actions, his face clearly showing his admiration.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenxing is well aware of the unconventional spirit of my Taiwei Yuan!"

"who are you?"

At this moment, a small group of panicked and leaderless Qilin clan stumbled upon Zhunti.

After Zhunti was blown away, he actually changed his appearance.

Just now, his face even had the word "fear" written on it, so no one could recognize that this was the deity Taiwei.

"Me? I am 'Ancestor Fufu'!"

Zhunti pointed to his face and looked at the little Qilins with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, the mortal world is a sea of ​​suffering, with endless strife. Since your ancestor has fallen, why not seek another way out..."

"Who are you? Get out of my way!" A furious roar came, and the injured Moyu Qilin raised its hoof to kick.

Zhunti Daoist swayed and easily dodged, continuing to mutter, "This fellow Daoist has too much anger, which is not conducive to cultivation."

"Why don't we come back to the mountain with me, 'Submit to Ancestor,' and have a good chat..."

With quick reflexes, he picked up a pair of qilin horns from the ground while the black jade qilin was distracted.

The black jade unicorn's eyes turned red: "You're coming back!"

"Fellow Daoist, please don't worry. I'm just keeping these 'ownerless items' safe."

"I'll protect your grandmother!" The black jade unicorn transformed into a divine body and swung two golden whips at him.

"You're amazing, I'm impressed!" Zhunti turned and ran.

On this chaotic battlefield, Zhunti and Zhenyuanzi were having a great time.

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Just then, several powerful auras descended upon the battlefield.

The gods of Taiwei arrived.

"By the decree of the Heavenly Emperor! The three races shall cease hostilities immediately!!"

Nuwa took the first step forward, her voice clear and cold, carrying an undeniable authority.

However, the three holy beings, blinded by rage, were no longer willing to listen to any advice.
"Get out of our way! Who dares to stop us from avenging our clan chief!"

Nuwa responded with several violent divine powers.

Nuwa raised her eyebrows, about to lash out, but was stopped by the Styx River beside her.

"Oh dear, Your Excellency, please calm down, please calm down!"

[Venerable Venerable Wuyao] Styx's face was full of smiles as he said, "There are techniques to mediating a fight. Watch me."

Having said that, he addressed the three holy beings of the three races who were charging towards him, saying loudly, "Fellow Daoists! How can fighting and killing harm harmony? When will this cycle of revenge end!"

"In my opinion, why don't we all sit down, have a cup of tea, chat, talk about life, discuss our ideals, and explore the great harmony of life..."

He was eloquent and persuasive, attempting to influence the three sacred tribes through emotional appeal.

As a result, they were met with an even fiercer attack.

"Well, there's nothing I can do but increase the intensity for you guys."

Styx looked helpless.

As he watched the chaotic battle, a flash of bloodlust appeared in his eyes, and the invisible power of the "Immoral Heavenly Dao" quietly spread out.

And so, an even stranger scene unfolded on the battlefield:
Just as a Qilin deity was about to unleash his supernatural power, he suddenly slipped and fell face-first into the mud, his magic power instantly cut off.
A real dragon that was breathing out dragon breath suddenly sneezed, and the dragon breath went 108,000 miles off course and hit its own ally.

A powerful phoenix, driven mad, was chasing a turtle cultivator when he suddenly fell into a spatial rift nearby...

Various "accidents" occurred frequently. Although they did not cause fatal damage, they greatly disrupted the rhythm of the battlefield, making the originally ferocious attacks stumbling and intermittent.

Styx looked at his masterpiece with a smile.

Having entered the Tai Su realm, he can now skillfully control his [Immortal Heavenly Dao]!

"Meng Zhang, how about we cease hostilities for now?" The White Tiger God Lord breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Fuxi snatch the First Qilin away.

"Good!" On the Dragon Clan's side, the Turtle Prime Minister risked his life and finally broke through the encirclement, leaving with the corpse of the Ancestral Dragon.

Azure Dragon glanced at the frenzied Phoenix Clan, then cupped his hands towards the sky: "Since the Heavenly Emperor Taiwei has mediated, we are willing to give the Heavenly Emperor face."

"However, the Phoenix Clan's Daoist friends seem to be irrational. I hope Taiwei can persuade them."

"We'll leave first."

He then led the dragon gods in a continuous retreat.

The Qilin clan also took the opportunity to slip away.

The ancient gods who had been trying to take advantage of the chaos began to back down when they saw the arrival of the Taiwei gods.

"Dragon Clan, Qilin Clan, this isn't over!" These deities, transformed into phoenixes, shouted slogans and chased after the retreating dragon and qilin clans.

"Are these our people?" The Phoenix Clan also had some doubts.

Why are their tribesmen increasing in number despite the fighting?

[Never mind, let's catch up with them and give them a good beating, otherwise our clan leader's death would have been in vain, wouldn't it?]

[No!]

Suzaku stopped his people from going further into madness.

She looked at the Taiwei gods in the heavens with considerable apprehension, especially at the two figures standing side by side at the highest point.

"We're retreating too!"

Suzaku is very rational.

The Phoenix Clan's patriarch is gone.

However, they do not have only one clan leader.

"Clan Chief Yuanfeng, it's your turn to take on the responsibility!"

Zhuque's eyes flashed, and then she led her people away.

Styx watched the three tribes retreat.

He was quite surprised: "Are you giving us this much face?"

"It's not that they're giving us face, it's just that they're more pragmatic." Zhen Yuanzi and Zhunti returned with somewhat regretful expressions, as if they hadn't had enough fun.

The highest point in the sky.

Xuanqing and Luohou stood side by side.

He said, "The ten thousand-year agreement seems to give us a chance to breathe, but in reality, it hides dangers. Hongjun is no easy person to deal with. He will definitely use this time to make plans for the prehistoric world and accumulate power."

“Not bad.” Luo Hou nodded, his expression grave. “Although you have temporarily broken the Three Corpses Severing Technique, he may still have a backup plan. Moreover, if he advances to the Hunyuan realm…”

"Hun Yuan?"

A glint flashed in Xuan Qing's eyes, and he laughed, "I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it."

"I also have some plans for the next 100,000 years."

Xuanqing abruptly changed the subject, not delving deeper into the topic, but turning to himself.

“The Primordial Realm, though capable of reversing ‘body’ and ‘substance’ and entering the stage of ‘form’, is still ultimately within the realm of ‘existence’. I wish to go further and explore the mystery of ‘nothingness’.”

A mysterious light gleamed in his eyes: "In addition, I need to prepare a few more things."

"Oh? What is it?" Rahu became interested.

"Firstly, there is the 'Heart of Chaos and Stubborn Stone,' which is the most fundamental and solid 'matter' before chaos was created, and may help me deduce the limits of 'existence.'"

"Such a thing exists?" Luo Hou asked curiously. "I've never heard of it before."

"Of course!"

Xuanqing smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, we've met before."

"I've seen it before?" Luo Hou pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure out what the Heart of Chaos Stone was.

Until Xuan Qing uttered, "God's Rebellion!"

Luo Hou suddenly realized: "You mean his coffin?"

He looked at Xuan Qing with a strange look in his eyes. Shen Ni is dead, so why is he still remembered?
"The peace of the primordial world wouldn't have been possible without Fellow Daoist Shenni's help!" Xuanqing said with a smile.

Rahu also smiled.

"I hope his coffin will really be of use to you."

The Chaos Coffin of Shenni is indeed resistant to demolition.

He had dismantled countless times, but every time he encountered a divine reversal, the other party's coffin would appear intact.

"The second thing I need to prepare is to refine a spiritual treasure that resembles an hourglass of time. This treasure is needed to solidify or even reverse a small area of ​​spacetime, which may be able to counter Hongjun's 'Returning Heaven and Reversing the Sun' technique."

"This is true."

Rahu nodded.

Hongjun's supernatural power is not much inferior to that of Yinghuo Shangzun.

One is serious, and the other is even more unserious.

“Thirdly…” Xuan Qing paused, a strange light flashing in his eyes, “I need to go back to the beginning of creation, hoping to glimpse a trace of the mystery of ‘Tai Wu’.”

Rahu was deeply shaken upon hearing this.

"You still want to go to the beginning of time?"

"To explore the Great Dao, one must always take some risks."

Xuanqing laughed and said, "Doesn't Fellow Daoist want to know what wondrous things will happen when the Great Luo of the Primordial Beginning encounters the Great God Pangu?"

"I don't want to!" Luo Hou replied, though his words didn't reflect his true feelings.

He really didn't want to see Pangu again unless absolutely necessary.

After all, he had experienced what it was like for a Great Luo in the third realm to encounter Pangu.

"However, on the other hand..."

Luo Hou looked at Xuan Qing and asked curiously, "You went to the beginning of creation just to explore the principle of the Great Nothingness?"

Xuan Qing blinked and said sincerely, "Of course!"

"Otherwise, why would I go to the beginning of time? To get tortured?"

"Who knows?" Luo Hou muttered to himself.

Some gods appear serious on the surface, but who knows what they are thinking in their hearts?
"Let's go back to the meeting first; these preparations will have to wait."

Xuanqing summoned everyone back.

He also thoughtfully sent messages to the deceased [Yinghuo Shangzun] Yuanhuang and [Chenxing Shangzun] Zulong.

~~~~~
Yujing Mountain is shrouded in mist and clouds, exuding an ethereal aura.

Hongjun and Yangmei sat facing each other, but the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Yang Mei Daoist closed his eyes to meditate, the laws of space around him constantly arising and ceasing, but his brows were tightly furrowed, as if the unbearable memories deep in his primordial spirit were like the most stubborn stains, impossible to wipe away no matter how hard he tried.

He even secretly resolved that from now on, when he went out, he must wear a "foul-proof inner armor" of the innate spiritual treasure level under his Taoist robe, and then add 999 heart-cleansing mantras and a space isolation array!
【Even if you can't guard against it, you still have to!】Yang Mei was really afraid of Xuan Qing.

He can't compete with such a talented player in abstract art; he can only strengthen his defense.

Hopefully, this will be of some use.

Hongjun repeatedly analyzed every detail of his battle with Xuanqing.

【The Great Luo of the Beginning... defying the essence...】 His eyes flickered.

[This method is too bizarre; it can directly affect the essence of the Great Dao, ignoring ordinary defenses! The method of severing the three corpses was broken so easily... And his strange and unusual spiritual treasures, seemingly absurd, always manage to play a miraculous role at crucial moments.]

He took a deep breath to suppress his agitation.

Hongjun and Yangmei were all alone.

The immortals such as Sanqing, Yaochi, Yin Yang, Qiankun, and Diandao have all gone to attend to matters concerning the Dao Alliance.

The collective demise of the three clan ancestors greatly boosted the morale of the immortal path.

They need to seize this opportunity to continue promoting the spirit of the Dao Alliance and expand this "victory"!
It doesn't matter if we didn't beat Taiwei, we didn't lose anyway.

Not losing is a victory.

Next, the Immortal Path must unite all forces that can be united, and then focus on dealing with Taiwei.

"The primordial order is about to change, and it is the time for my immortal path to follow the will of Heaven and respond to the needs of humanity, to take charge of education! Ten thousand years is enough!" Hongjun thought about the bright future and swept away the depression in his heart.

"What are your plans?" Yang Mei asked.

Hongjun said, "You and I need to focus on cultivation and make up for our shortcomings. I will combine the method of severing the three corpses with the Jade Disc of Creation to deduce a more perfect and irreversible method, and at the same time begin to prepare for 'merging with the Dao'!"

"The Dao Integration?!" Yang Mei exclaimed in surprise.

"Not bad!"

A resolute glint flashed in Hongjun's eyes, "Only by merging with the Heavenly Dao can one mobilize the power of the primordial origin and completely suppress all anomalies!"

"This is the right and just path, and it is the trend of the times!"

"Similarly, this is also a shortcut for me to deduce the path to enlightenment and the origin of primordial chaos."

Yang Mei was extremely surprised: "Is the Dao Integration a shortcut to achieving Hunyuan?"

"Correct!"

Hongjun explained, "When the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World did not emerge, I repeatedly deduced and sought to verify the principle of Hunyuan Wuji, but I could not grasp its essence."

"It wasn't until the primordial Heavenly Dao was born that the path to heaven in my heart began to mature!"

"Pangu created all things and the primordial world came into being. By mastering the primordial world, we can act on behalf of Pangu's will."

"If I am in harmony with Heaven, then I am in harmony with the will of Pangu."

Hongjun said with a serious expression, "Pangu connects the two eras of chaos and primordial chaos. He is the 'nothingness' of the previous era and the 'being' of this era!"

"In accordance with the will of Pangu, whether it is to achieve the ultimate 'existence' or to reverse the ultimate 'nothingness,' I can seek and realize it!"

As he spoke, Hongjun drew a circle in the void.

"Neither above nor below, neither before nor after, silent and still, independent and unchanging, circulating without ceasing, encompassing both existence and non-existence, only then can one be called 'the Dao that has achieved primordial chaos'."

Yang Mei stared at the circle, lost in thought for a long time.

"Both 'nothingness' and 'existence' can be sought; is this the true attainment of the Dao and the primordial chaos?"

"Of course!"

Hongjun said, “Slaying the three corpses to prove the Dao is a process of moving closer to the ‘nothingness’. Therefore, my previous idea was to seek the ultimate emptiness.”

“The stone-gambling immortal (Jieyin) previously mentioned the method of ‘abandoning fame and artifact’ to prove the primordial state. I think it’s very good and can perfectly explain why I planned to pass on the position to the Three Pure Ones at that time.”

"Wait!" Yang Mei suddenly interrupted Hongjun.

He asked, "Didn't you think that way before?"

In order to retain the Three Pure Ones, Hongjun went to great lengths and even considered relinquishing the position of Dao Ancestor.

At that time, no one knew what was going on.

Then, in a flash of inspiration, Jieyin pointed out the deeper meaning—it might be related to Hongjun's method of attaining enlightenment.

Everyone agreed.

Now that Hongjun is saying this, were they all overthinking things back then?
"You're overthinking it."

Hongjun laughed and said, "At that time, although I was seeking to verify the Great Dao of Pangu, I had not yet found a reliable direction."

"But the idea of ​​the stone gambling master did give me some inspiration."

"'Abandoning fame and tools,' discarding everything, and immersing oneself in nothingness—this is my initial conception of 'primordial chaos.'"

After explaining, Hongjun added, "But later I discovered that the ultimate goal of Hunyuan should not actually be 'the ultimate void'."

"If everything is illusory, then what? The result will probably be—I will have no self, and the Way will have no Way."

Hongjun laughed and said, "Pangu, who is without self and without the Dao, is not what my immortal path pursues."

"Pangu, Pangu, manipulates the principles of the past and present; Hunyuan, Hunyuan, blends the origins of existence and non-existence."

"In this way, the Great Way can be achieved!"

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