This is so dishonest!

Chapter 369 Heaven and Earth Unified, Gods' Hearts Turned to Him! [5k]

Chaos, outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

Nothingness is the eternal undertone of this place, where the concepts of time and space are distorted, folded, and even dissolved.

There were no directions, no past or present, only endless chaotic energy surging, sometimes condensing into indescribable strange shadows, and sometimes exploding into billions of tiny energy turbulences, emitting a muffled roar like thunder, or a sharp cry like weeping.

If ordinary immortals and gods were to arrive here, they would be assimilated in an instant, their divine souls would dissolve, their bodies would crumble, and they would become part of the chaos.

A goddess, dressed in elegant palace attire and possessing unparalleled beauty, stood quietly not far from the palace.

Meng Wuyou was staring at the plaque in a daze, a strange and indescribable look flashing in her clear, autumn-water-like eyes.

"Zixiao Palace..." she murmured to herself, her voice unusually clear amidst the chaos, yet carrying a touch of dreamlike etherealness.

"Is Xuanqing deliberately using my name to weave an eternal dream for the Dao Ancestor?"

Meng Wuyou moved lightly and silently, passing through the layers of invisible restrictions surrounding the Zixiao Palace.

These restrictions seemed to have no effect on her.

She pushed open the heavy gate of the Zixiao Palace, a gate that seemed to bear the weight of an entire era.

"Squeak-"

With a long, slightly dry sound, the palace gates slowly opened.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure, vast and boundless yet forcibly confined to a specific area, swept over us.

Meng Wuyou merely flicked her sleeve, and the oppressive aura vanished like spring snow meeting the sun.

The scene inside the palace instantly came into her view.

In the center of the grand hall, a nine-tiered cloud platform stood majestically.

On the cloud platform, a Taoist priest with an otherworldly air, wearing a black robe and with his hair tied up, sat cross-legged.

Surrounding the Taoist were three towering figures, the Three Pure Ones.

They held Dao diagrams, jade scepters, or ancient swords, each occupying a corner, with Dao runes flowing around their bodies and chanting ancient and profound Dao chants.

Each wisp of Daoist sound seemed to contain the power to create heaven and earth, transforming into tangible chains of order that wrapped around Hongjun Daozu's body layer upon layer, firmly imprisoning him on the cloud platform.

"Dao Ancestor, stop this nonsense and merge with the Dao!"

"From now on, you will be the master of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Pangu created the primordial chaos, and the Heavenly Dao resided above. That is Pangu's brain, Pangu's will. You are now advancing towards the Primordial Chaos, moving towards becoming the True Man Pangu!"

"The path leads to the heavens, do not retreat!"

"Forward, forward!"

Every word spoken by the Three Pure Ones was like a morning bell and evening drum, containing profound truths and constantly impacting Hongjun's mind.

Beside the Three Pure Ones, there were also wisps of ethereal and hazy spiritual light shining.

These spiritual lights are not physical entities, but rather divine positions projected from the [True Realm of the Great Dao].

The phantoms of various deities appeared and disappeared, each with a different form: some had three heads and six arms, some had blue faces and fangs, some had solemn appearances, and some exuded murderous aura.

Their faces were mostly blurry, their features seemingly shrouded in mist, but their eyes were crystal clear, each gleaming with a light that could be wise, compassionate, majestic, or ruthless.

Under the guidance and blessing of the Great Daoist teachings of the Three Pure Ones, the light in these eyes became even more intense and bright.

They assisted the three supreme gods in suppressing Hongjun.

Upon seeing Meng Wuyou gracefully enter, the illusory figures of the gods who were originally focused on suppressing Hongjun all turned their heads slightly and bowed in her direction as a sign of respect.

“Great God of Innocence, Supreme Saint, Venerable One, True Man of Wonderful Conduct…” Meng Wuyou looked at these familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar illusory figures of karmic positions and recited their titles as if they were old friends.

A nostalgic smile appeared on her lips.

Back when the three giants of the Netherworld were researching and deducing the [True Realm of the Great Dao] together, they enthusiastically created many strange and powerful karmic positions in order to perfect the structure of the True Realm.

At that time, Wangchuan dreamed that one day, this [True Realm of the Great Dao] could truly become real, and the countless divine positions within it could be transformed into real and powerful gods, who would follow them to conquer all the heavens and myriad realms and create an unparalleled hegemony.

Who could have imagined that, with the passage of time, those jokes and fantasies from back then would actually come true to some extent?

These gods, born from concepts and deductions, truly "walked" out of the real world in a special way and participated in the most advanced game in the primordial world.

Although they are not here to conquer the heavens, but to join forces with the three supreme gods of the primordial world to suppress the former ancestor of immortals—Hongjun.

"The reason for this is truly... indescribable." Meng Wuyou was filled with emotion, but her smile grew even brighter.

She stopped observing and, with a swift movement, merged into the ranks of the karmic deities.

The next moment, her elegant palace dress fluttered without wind, and her aura suddenly changed.

boom--

A pure and ultimate dreamlike power suddenly erupted!

A gigantic, vividly colored crimson spider lily quietly bloomed behind her, its petals layered upon each other, eerily beautiful.

As the petals unfurled, a thick, crimson mist rapidly spread, like a living tide, instantly enveloping the entire Zixiao Palace.

Within this crimson mist, the laws of three thousand dreams began to evolve and spread wildly.

With his boundless imagination as a pen and the power of dreams as ink, Meng Wuyou began to sketch and shape concrete images of those vaguely defined karmic deities.

The originally blurry face began to become clear and vivid under the infusion of the power of dreams.

Some deities were given the appearance of kind and benevolent elders, while others were transformed into mighty and incomparable war gods. Some wore robes adorned with stars, while others held ritual implements of precepts... Each image was lifelike, as if it were meant to be that way.

These clearly depicted divine phantoms number exactly three thousand, no more and no less, subtly embodying the wonders of the Great Dao.

With the power of dreams amplifying their power, the phantoms of the three thousand gods surged, as if they had truly stepped out of the illusory concept of karmic positions and become more solid.

They slowly descended from the void, each finding a node within the Purple Cloud Palace, and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, the sealing power of the entire palace was once again terrifyingly strengthened, becoming so solid that it seemed even time itself could not erode it.

The furrowed brows of Hongjun Daozu, which had been tightly knit, gradually calmed down, and his expression became more natural.

"Worry-free has come at just the right time!" Among the three thousand gods, the phantom of one god suddenly trembled slightly, and the demon king's robes around him changed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into a shocking blood-red robe.

His face became clear, revealing him to be a handsome yet sinister-looking young man with a playful and world-weary gaze.

The blood-stained youth stretched, his joints cracking as if he had just awakened from a long slumber.

He turned his head, his gaze landing precisely on Meng Wuyou, and revealed an extremely bright smile, which, combined with his blood-stained clothes, made him appear particularly eerie.

"Thank you for your timely help, fellow Daoist, for using the power of dreams to reshape my Dao form and give me a helping hand!"

"Otherwise, it will probably take some more time for me to fully awaken from this karmic state!"

This deity is, of course, the Styx River, which has been resurrected from the dead.

Besides being incredibly unlucky, the Styx River also possesses a remarkable ability: it is exceptionally long-lived.

Furthermore, the [True Realm of the Great Dao] is infinitely mysterious, and one of its most important functions is—rescuing people!
As long as one retains a karmic position in the True Realm, even if one's body and spirit are destroyed, there is still a glimmer of hope that one can use the power of the True Realm to reunite the true spirit and reshape the Dao body.

Therefore, it is indeed quite difficult for the Styx to completely "die".

"With the help of Hong Pangu, you have achieved rebirth from the brink of death and have already traversed the path of the Primordial Beginning, right?" Meng Wuyou's tone was almost certain.

"Of course!" Styx's face was glowing, and he smiled broadly, clearly in a very good mood.

As an unconventional master of the path of killing, he never fears death.

For him, every death could be a rebirth, a brand new beginning.

As long as you die with value and in the right place, that is the greatest gain!

After a moment of joy, Styx's smile gradually faded, and his gaze turned to the vicinity of the high platform, looking at the three Heavenly Venerables whose auras were as deep as the sea and almost merged with the entire chaotic void.

He curled his lip and said bluntly, "However, my meager achievements are still far behind those three... tsk tsk, they're still far behind!"

"These three guys are the real freaks!"

“Hong Pangu, Luo Pangu, and Zuwu Pangu, all of them were defeated by them.”

"This confirms its position as the authentic Pangu lineage."

"In the future, throughout the primordial world and even all the myriad realms, who will dare to speak of the word 'orthodoxy' in front of them? Heh, just thinking about it is...exciting!"

At this point, Styx felt a bit of a toothache, though he was also gloating.

When Xuanqing and the others beat up the Ancestral Witch Pangu, they really showed no mercy!
Upon hearing this, Meng Wuyou smiled sweetly and encouraged Minghe, "Then you must work hard, fellow Daoist, and strive to transform into a Pangu of the Killing Path, and then compete with them!"

"To compete with them?"

Styx shook his head repeatedly: "Wuyou, don't hurt me!"

I won't go into Xuanqing's story.

Ever since Taishang attained the status of "Moral Celestial Venerable," his moral standards have plummeted.

You're trying to talk about morality with the Heavenly Venerable?
The Heavenly Venerable says you have no morals!
And then there's Jade Emperor Dao Lord, who is one of the few truly conscientious beings among the gods of the primordial world.

However, if you force Daojun to reveal his unscrupulous side, Daojun won't mind telling you what the Heavenly Demon Lord is all about!

"Fellow Daoist, now that we're face to face, let's not harbor any resentment or slander."

Taishang opened his eyes leisurely and looked at the Styx River with a smile.

"Do I? No, it must be Hongjun who holds a grudge." Styx remained calm, silently chanting "Great God Pangu" in his heart, skillfully activating the shielding technique, and shifting the blame to Hongjun.

Meng Wuyou asked Xuanqing, "Has Hongjun achieved enlightenment?"

She pointed to Hongjun, who remained motionless on the cloud platform. After his aura stabilized, he seemed to have entered a state of harmony with the heavens and man.

Xuanqing shook his head: "It is not something that can be accomplished overnight for the Dao Ancestor to achieve the Dao."

"This will require the help of the gods, and then the Dao Ancestor will have to decline and thank everyone three times before it can be completed."

"Assistance, refusal, and gratitude?" Styx looked at Hongjun, who was still standing still and focused. Could he complete this whole process in this state?

It was the honest Lord Yu Chen who told the truth: "Dao Ancestor Hongjun is exceptionally powerful and has a strong resistance to our seal."

"In addition, the effects of the Hunyuan Pill are highly uncertain. To be on the safe side, all the gods need to gather at Zixiao Palace to perform three large-scale sealing ceremonies before they can 'invite' the Dao Ancestor to merge with the Dao."

"During this period, Xuanqing's Primordial Qi incarnation will take the place of the Dao Ancestor, shoulder the great responsibility of teaching and expounding the Great Dao, in order to repay the gods for their help."

"So that's how it is." Wuyou and Minghe suddenly realized.

Xuan Qing said, "Alright, the current seal is sufficient. We can return to the Primordial World now."

"Let's go!"

The Supreme One descended from the cloud platform and laughed, "The immortals and saints of the Dao Alliance must be overjoyed now."

"Then let them have some more fun."

Yu Chen Daojun said, "What do you think about us going back as the Three Pure Ones?"

“Alright!” Taishang indicated no objection. “Then what about Daozu?” Styx asked.

"The Dao Ancestor is naturally 'reclining high in the nine heavens, sitting on a futon to attain the Dao's truth'!"

Xuan Qing turned his gaze to the primordial land, a smile appearing on his face.

"If we go down there, we'll scare countless gods to death."

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On the vast and desolate land, countless saints and powerful beings held their breath, staring intently at the edge of that chaotic expanse, eagerly awaiting the final outcome.

At this moment, the atmosphere between heaven and earth was extremely tense, like a taut bowstring that could snap at any moment due to the slightest disturbance, triggering a chain reaction that would destroy the world.

The gods belonging to Taiwei Enclosure were on tenterhooks and extremely nervous at this moment.

The victory or defeat of the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor is directly related to the future and survival of their entire divine path.

"Your Majesty... will surely return in triumph!" The imposing Tianpeng Zhenjun murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly.

"His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor possesses unparalleled divine power and flawless strategies. How can a mere Hongjun be mentioned?" The star god, transformed from Bai Ze, echoed with mixed feelings, trying to remain calm.

As a divine lord of the Qilin clan, he hoped that the Dao Alliance would win.

However, having witnessed everything that happened in Taiwei, he did not want the Heavenly Emperor to truly be defeated.

The Dao Alliance immortals and saints, on the other hand, were full of energy.

"The Demon Ancestor has been defeated and is dead. Can the Heavenly Emperor be far behind?" A celestial being looked up at the heavens, provoking the star gods.

“Exactly! The will of Heaven is clear, how can it tolerate the treacherous rampantness? The Dao Ancestor is ordained by Heaven, upholding the Dao on behalf of Heaven. Taiwei Yuan is going against Heaven, and its destruction is only a matter of time!” Another immortal chimed in.

"Hmph! A bunch of clowns, daring to spout nonsense here!"

High above, a Fire God finally lost his temper and shouted sternly, "You lot, don't be so smug!"

"When His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor returns in triumph, he will surely exterminate all of you treacherous officials and traitors to restore order to the world!"

"Exterminate us? Hahaha, what a ridiculous joke!"

Upon hearing this, the immortals below showed no fear whatsoever; instead, they erupted in an even louder burst of laughter.

"Relying on your Zhou Tian Star Array? It's nothing but a spent force!"

"If your Heavenly Emperor is truly defeated, we'll see what these remnants of your army are capable of."

The star gods were enraged upon hearing this, their starlight intensified, and they exuded a murderous aura.

The Star Gods have already reassembled in the Zhou Tian Star Array. If the Heavenly Emperor is defeated, they will fight to the death and will certainly not let the Dao Alliance get away with it.

On the land, the remaining forces of the Dao Alliance were not merely making empty threats.

They also prepared all sorts of trump cards, with countless runes shining between heaven and earth, spiritual energy gathering, and sword energy soaring into the sky, ready for battle.

Once the final outcome in the chaos has been settled, a thunderous offensive will be launched.

"Back! Back!"

Someone, using all their strength, let out a roar filled with extreme excitement and trembling.

This shout, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly shattered the suffocating silence of the primordial land, stirring up countless waves!
In an instant, all the saints, powerful beings, and even some creatures with lower cultivation levels who were also paying attention to this matter suddenly raised their heads and stared intently at the void where chaos and primordial wilderness met.

Their minds were highly focused at this moment, and they dared not miss the slightest movement.

The chaotic and disorderly flow of air suddenly seemed to be parted by an invisible hand, revealing a relatively stable channel.

Immediately afterwards, several figures, bathed in the remaining destructive lightning and creative glow of the chaos, slowly emerged step by step from that chilling void.

Their figures initially appeared somewhat blurry, as if separated by a thin veil of time and space.

But as they drew closer, their unique and powerful aura, and their image that was already deeply imprinted in the souls of all living beings in the primordial world, began to become clearer.

"It's...it's the Heavenly Venerables! It's three Heavenly Venerables!"

The first to recognize their identities were the immortals of the Dao Alliance.

"They really are three Celestial Venerables!"

"The three Celestial Venerables have returned!"

A thunderous roar of cheers resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
"The Celestial Venerable is back! We won! We won!"

"Hahaha! Great! The situation is settled!"

"I knew it! The Dao Ancestor's supernatural powers are boundless; how could a mere child like Taiwei be a match for him!"

Countless immortals were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes, and they danced with joy, embracing each other in celebration.

Although they did not understand why it was not Hongjun Daozu himself who returned first, but the three Heavenly Venerables.

But in their simple understanding, since the Three Pure Ones had returned safely while their enemy, the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor, was nowhere to be found, the outcome was self-evident!

Doesn't this clearly demonstrate that their immortal path has achieved final victory?!

What could be a better proof of victory than the disappearance of the enemy?

The immortals laughed loudly, "Taiwei, you'd better come down and surrender!"

"Otherwise, we'll be fighting to the heavens!"

The powerful beings of the three primordial races had different expressions when they saw the Three Pure Ones.

The last seven or eight divine lords of the Qilin clan held the corpse of the First Qilin, crying and laughing at the same time: "Ancestor, do you see? We won!"

[Yinghuo Shangzun] Yuanhuang and [Chenxing Shangzun] Zulong exchanged a glance and made a decisive decision.

"My ancestral dragon, the head of all scaled creatures under heaven, voluntarily transformed into a Daoist to guard the East Sea of ​​the Primordial World. The dragon race withdrew from the Primordial World and from then on, it has been in charge of the rivers, lakes and seas of the Primordial World, and has the ability to control clouds and rain, bringing blessings to the world. It is an auspicious beast of heaven and earth, and it can not be easily released except in the immeasurable eons. The beings of the Primordial World should not kill it easily."

Just as Yuan Huang was about to step forward, Yuan Feng beat her to it.

"I, Yuanfeng, am the chief of all birds in the world. I voluntarily transformed myself to guard the Undying Volcano in the South. The Phoenix Clan withdrew from the primordial world and guarded the South as a whole. I am an auspicious beast of the world. I can only leave the world after an immeasurable calamity. The beings of the primordial world should not kill me lightly."

The decisiveness of the two races instantly astonished all the gods in heaven and earth.

Subsequently, the disguised monsters in the Taiwei camp either self-destructed or simply ran away.

The Heavenly Emperor actually lost, something they never expected!
"That's a wise move!" The immortals of the Dao Alliance smiled.

Immediately afterward, their laughter ceased.

Because after the Three Pure Ones, another imposing figure emerged—the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor!
"Now, heaven and earth are unified, returning to the Great Void. Who dares to object?"

These words shocked heaven and earth.

"Taiwei won?!"

And what happened next proved this point.

In the void, the Three Pure Ones bowed to the Heavenly Emperor Taiwei: "Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"

"We are willing to join forces with the immortals of the Dao Alliance and rule the primordial world together with the Heavenly Emperor!"

The immortals of the Dao Alliance were dumbfounded.

The smile doesn't disappear, it just moves on.

The immortals stopped laughing, but the gods of Taiwei burst into laughter.

"Did the old Taoist really lose?" Yang Mei sighed inwardly.

He felt much calmer than he had expected.

"To jointly govern the prehistoric world?"

Amidst the battlefield, the aura of the Immortal Qiankun fluctuated. He gazed at the fallen Shi Qilin and Shenzang Demon God not far away and smiled:

"My ancestor, the Qilin, is the ancestor of auspicious omens in heaven and earth. I am willing to sacrifice myself to guard the earth veins of the primordial land."

"Our Qilin clan shall retreat to the Qilin Sacred Cliff and voluntarily withdraw from the struggle between heaven and earth. We shall not venture out lightly except in the immeasurable calamity. All Qilin lineages shall be auspicious beasts of heaven and earth, bringing good fortune wherever they go. They shall not be killed!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the figures of Qiankun, Shencang, and Shiqilin vanished into the world, transforming into the Dao together.

"allow!"

Xuanqing spoke, and the Heavenly Dao confirmed it.

The merits and virtues of Xuanhuang linger in the universe, never dissipating.

Only then did all the gods of heaven and earth truly believe that Taiwei had won!
"We have met the Heavenly Emperor!" The many immortals of the Heavenly Immortal lineage were the first to react.

"We have met the Heavenly Emperor!"

The lineages of Earthly Immortals, Human Immortals, Divine Immortals, and Ghost Immortals all turned against them simultaneously.

The Dao Alliance was completely dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoists!"

At this moment, the ancestor of the Golden Immortals, Jieyin, looked at Yaochi and Kunpeng and said apologetically, "Actually, I am an undercover agent!"

"Cough cough~~"

Fuxi, the master of the Ten Directions Divine Palace, also came out.

Yaochi looked shocked: "Fellow Daoist, you are one too?"

This is an Eastern rogue cultivator she personally recruited!
"Yes!"

Fuxi and Jieyin emerged together, leading their followers to bow in awe to Xuanqing: "We greet the Heavenly Emperor!"

Yaochi turned to look at Kunpeng: "Fellow Daoist, you wouldn't happen to be an undercover agent too, would you?"

Kunpeng shook his head: "My loyalty to the Dao Ancestor is witnessed by Heaven and Earth!"

"That's good!" Yaochi breathed a sigh of relief, then directly stuffed the Immortal Emperor's Seal into Kunpeng's arms.

"The Dao Alliance will rely on you from now on."

Kunpeng: "???"

Faced with Kunpeng's questioning gaze, Yaochi said with a heavy heart, "Actually, I'm also an undercover agent."

Kunpeng was dumbfounded.

Subsequently, Yaochi led the lineage of True Immortals to join Taiwei.

As a member of the Heavenly Emperor's support group, a member of the Spirit Root family, and an elder of the Senluo Palace, [Three Flower Goddess] stated: All the supernatural powers under heaven are extremely subtle.

Everyone leaves themselves a way out!
At this moment, Yaochi truly felt that her decision to take the place of her own spiritual root was incredibly wise!

Kunpeng, holding the Immortal Emperor's Seal, stood there blankly, muttering to himself:
"Among all the lineages, am I the only loyal subject?"

Looking at the countless gods and the rebellious immortals, Kunpeng thought to himself: Actually, I can also love Taiwei!
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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