This is so dishonest!

Chapter 433 Xuanqing Proves Primordial Chaos! [7k]

Buzhou Mountain, the Academy of Witchcraft.

"Boom - boom -!"

The deafening thunder, like divine punishment descending upon the world, completely drowned out all other sounds in the training ground.

This is no ordinary thunder, but the Heavenly Thunder, formed from the purest laws of thunder, and filled with the will of destruction and judgment.

In the void where the martial arts arena is located, two towering figures are engaged in the most intense and primal clash.

On one side was a high shaman named "Thunder" from the Qiangliang tribe.

His body was wreathed in raging purple electric snakes, and with each punch he threw, a devastating thunderstorm erupted, smashing the incredibly hard obsidian ground into scorched, deep craters.

His attacks were wide and sweeping, full of reckless savagery and domineering force.

His opponent was Kuafu of the Dijiang tribe.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the thunderstorm, moving at an unbelievable speed.

He wasn't simply dodging; he was using his weak control over the Great Dao of Space to find a fleeting opening in the gaps between the thunderous attacks.

Every move he made was precise and deadly, aimed directly at Lei Ming's vitals.

"drink!"

Lei Ming let out a deafening roar. He no longer tried to catch his opponent with speed, but instead chose the purest form of witch clan combat tactics.

He slammed his fists together, and endless lightning gathered in front of his chest, eventually transforming into a giant spear made of lightning. With the supreme power to judge all things, he hurled it fiercely toward Kuafu's location!

This strike locked down the space, embodying the principle of certain hit.

Faced with this earth-shattering attack, a trace of solemnity flashed in Kuafu's eyes.

He formed ancient hand seals, and the flow of time around him slowed down dramatically.

In his perception, the speed of that lightning spear was as slow as a snail crawling.

He could see every flicker of electricity on the lightning spear and every node in the operation of its laws.

Then, he moved.

At the critical moment, his figure narrowly missed the edge of the lightning spear at an incredible angle. At the same time, his fingers, like a dragonfly skimming the water, precisely touched a law node on the side of the lightning spear.

"Om-"

The raging lightning spear, like a giant stripped of its skeleton, instantly lost its aim, grazing his body before hurtling into the distance, exploding into a dazzling thundercloud in the sky.

The scene reached its peak of intensity.

Each shift in their offensive and defensive strategies drew thunderous cheers and battle cries from the surrounding Wu tribe spectators.

"After this transformation, the Thunder God's strength has increased significantly. He was actually able to fight the Kuafu God for hundreds of rounds!"

"The Great Witch Kuafu is truly terrifying; he's fought so many rounds already, yet his momentum remains undiminished!"

"It's the 416th round. The Great Witch Kuafu said he wants to play a full 1,000 rounds in order to push his physical body to a new limit."

"A thousand matches? That's outrageous! My god, that's like fighting every single high-ranking wizard in the entire academy!"

The students were abuzz with discussion, all shocked by the bizarre cultivation methods of the Great Witch Kuafu.

Just then, a slightly hoarse but unruly voice rang out from the side.

"Only a thousand shows, what's so exaggerated about that?"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young sorcerer who was not the tallest, but whose eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of demonic fire, leaning against a boulder with a disdainful smile on his lips.

“It’s…it’s someone from the Chi You Great Witch Tribe!” Someone recognized him.

The young sorcerer grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "If we're talking about truly outrageous behavior, then we have to look at our Lord Chi You! After Lord Chi You came out of seclusion in the 'Warlord's Realm' last time, guess what he did?"

He deliberately kept everyone in suspense, whetting everyone's appetite.

"What did you do?"

"In a single day, he simultaneously challenged thirteen Ancestral Witches!"

"hiss--!"

Gasps of astonishment rose and fell.

Challenging the Ancestral Witches?

Or is he going to challenge thirteen opponents simultaneously?!

This isn't an exaggeration, this is insane!
At this moment, a straightforward student from the Gonggong branch couldn't help but say:

"I think I've heard about this too."

"I heard that the great shaman Chi You was beaten pretty badly in the end. He was burned by Lord Zhu Rong's divine fire and screamed in agony, and then struck by Lord Qiang Liang's lightning until he was charred on the outside and tender on the inside..."

His words caused a burst of laughter.

But the shaman from the Chiyou tribe didn't care at all. Instead, he puffed out his chest and said proudly:
"so what?"

"We are born to grow stronger in battle!"

"Although Lord Chi You was defeated, he was still honorable. He even received praise from many ancestral witches, who said that his strength had undergone a tremendous change!"

These words silenced the students present, filling them with longing and admiration for that pure fighting spirit.

After a brief silence, a student with a keen eye raised a new question.

"It's strange, but recently many of the renowned wizards in our academy have announced that they have gone into seclusion."

"Chi You, the Great Shaman, Hou Yi, Ju Long, Lei Ji, and many more... Could it be that everyone's cultivation has collectively reached a bottleneck?"

His words immediately resonated with everyone.

"That's not all."

A student from the Dijiang branch, known for his speed and access to information, lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"Haven't you noticed that the top elite disciples from each branch academy have been rarely appearing in public lately?"

"That's right! I didn't even notice until you mentioned it! I haven't seen Senior Sister Xuan Yu in so long!"

"And our Shebi Corpse Branch's two masters of poison and Gu have also disappeared for several days!"

The students of the Dijiang branch smiled smugly and dropped a bombshell.

"I overheard our branch instructors saying that they... have been secretly recruited by the Ancestral Witches and are learning a supreme formation that our Witch Clan has just developed, specifically designed to counter the Demon Clan—the Dutian Subduing Demon Formation!"

"The Heavenly Demon-Subduing Formation?"

Immediately after this statement was made, another student raised a different opinion.

"Wait a minute? I heard that formation is called the Limitless Divine Fiend Formation, which is said to be able to attract the most primordial evil energy in the world, defile the Great Luo Dao Body, and destroy the sacred soul!"

"No, no, you're all wrong!" A student with an honest face, from the Houtu branch, squeezed through.

"I heard from the priests under the tutelage of the Ancestral Witch Houtu that the formation is clearly called the Demon-Subduing Formation! Its purpose is to wipe out all evil spirits in the world and restore the bright and clear universe to our primordial world!"

"Wrong! Wrong! Where did you hear all this gossip from? It's clearly a Heaven-Slaying and Earth-Destroying Formation!"

For a time, many students who considered themselves well-informed were arguing endlessly.

In the distance, on the viewing platform.

Several beings with unfathomable auras and figures that were one with the laws of heaven and earth were quietly watching the battle below.

"You went to preach to the human race some time ago?" [Ancestral Witch Xizi] Xuanqing looked at Wuluo.

“Yes!” replied Wu Luo, the Ancestral Witch of Martial Arts.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing clicked his tongue in amazement: "That's rare. I thought you didn't care about anything outside the Witch Clan."

“What are you saying?” Wu Luo retorted.

"You can't be prejudiced against me just because I'm a homebody."

"Besides, it wasn't just me; Houtu, Dijiang, Gonggong, and Zhurong also went."

"Of course, I used several mortal identities to go there, after all, I still have to give face to Fellow Daoist Nuwa."

"By the way, why don't you go?" Wu Luo asked curiously.

“Someone went in my place, why would I go?” Xuanqing shook his head. The Supreme One went on behalf of the Three Pure Ones.

"Want some soup? It's a new product from the underworld!" At this moment, [Zu Wu Qiang Liang] Styx, who was watching the battle intently, pulled out a teapot.

"No, no, you should try it yourself." Upon hearing that it was a product from the underworld, Wu Luo's face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly shook her head.

[Qiang Liang] Styx shook his head: "What terrible taste! This is a modified version of Meng Po's soup personally brewed by Fellow Daoist Meng!"

“It tastes good.”

Wu Luo did not reply.

【Xi Zi】Xuan Qing took a bowl and drank it with Ming He with great relish.

"Sizzle~~, burp!" [Qiang Liang] Styx drank one pot and then poured another.

He looked at the great shaman Kuafu in the training ground and said, "They're improving quite quickly."

"The Great God Pangu gave me something real, how could my improvement not be fast?" [Xi Zi] Xuan Qing said, and even he had a headache.

In the Olympus universe, Pangu Zhenren had a great time fighting with his living father.

After the fun was over, the [God of Chaos] was completely ruined.

Pangu also very principledly returned the karma that the demons and gods deserved.

All the demons who participated in creating the God of Chaos received a reward from the Great Dao.

This includes the demons who transformed into great sorcerers.

Even those demon gods who reincarnated into the human race through the power of reincarnation obtained this power.

"That Emperor is in for a rough time." Wu Luo looked up at the sky and silently mourned for Emperor Jun.

The great shamans had already contacted the war-loving demon god, intending to give the Heavenly Emperor a severe beating.

Now that Pangu is so principled, the power of the Wu tribe will rise to a new level.

This is one of the reasons why the Wu Clan has not yet initiated a war against the heavens—to digest the situation first before purging the court of corrupt officials!
"Little Luo, when do you plan to return to your original form?" [Xi Zi] Xuan Qing thought of the returning Ancestral Dragon and asked casually.

"How could I, a mere Ancestral Witch, possibly know anything about the Demon Ancestor?"

Wu Luo said casually, "If you want to know, just commit suicide once, turn into nothingness, and follow the cause and effect of the demonic path to find him, wouldn't that be enough?"

"You can do that?" [Qiang Liang] Styx's eyes widened.

[Xi Zi] Xuan Qing actually nodded: "Theoretically, it is feasible."

"But that's only in theory."

"Because after turning into nothingness, one returns to the same source as the Dao, so where is there any causal relationship?"

"That's a real shame," Styx said, his tone clearly tinged with regret.

He was just tempted.

They thought this was a new path of killing.

Xuan Qing looked at Wu Luo, who remained silent, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Since your true self is not returning, then I will have to try the method of achieving sainthood through merit in the demonic path."

"You want to take this path?" Wu Luo asked, somewhat surprised.

This is the path that Rahu predicted during his lifetime, but no one has yet put it into practice.

He does want to put it into practice.

However, he hasn't yet figured out how to use the path of the Witch Clan to verify the path of the Demonic Path.

Xuan Qing nodded: "Actually, it's quite simple."

"The Dao fruit of a meritorious saint can be easily obtained in the process."

Wu Luo fell silent. "You're making me sound really stupid!"

He shifted his position, moving a little further away from Xuan Qing.

Seeing this, Xuan Qing smiled and patted Wu Luoding on the shoulder: "Try to contact your true self. I'm still very curious about how far he's gotten."

"What if one day it suddenly pops up and turns into a demonic Pangu, coming to fight me with an axe!"

Xuanqing said half-jokingly.

"Alright then." Wu Luo nodded slightly.

I don't know if he heard the first half or the second half of the sentence.

Styx, standing to the side, patted his other shoulder and said, "Little Luo, I am also a Demon King of the Demonic Path. Do you think it's feasible for me to take the path of merit and sainthood?"

Wu Luo slapped Styx's hand away, raised his chin, and snorted coldly:
"Merit is something created by you Taiwei gods, and you're asking me?"

Styx chuckled: "Aren't you the Demon Ancestor?"

Wu Luo said expressionlessly, "I am Xiao Luo."

She's quite petty.

Styx chuckled silently.

~~~~
On the other side of the universe, while Zeus, the ancestral dragon, was enjoying his victory and indulging in the blissful daily life of the god-king,...

The gods of Taiwei gathered together without prior arrangement.

"Is Shuiyao living too comfortably?" Zhunti, the Venerable Taibai, snorted as he looked at the Ancestral Dragon enjoying his life.

"Yes, there's a saying that goes, 'When people are well-fed and warm, they think of lustful desires, and lustful desires ruin their health.'"

[Saturn Star Venerable] Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "For the sake of Fellow Daoist Shuiyao's future, we must help him 'be prepared for danger even in times of peace'!"

"Makes sense."

Wang Shu, Fu Xi, Tai Yi, Ming He, Yuan Huang, and the others nodded.

Originally, Yuan Huang, who loved to slack off, was in a semi-retired state because of her vow to "not participate in major events of the prehistoric world," and had no intention of coming.

But as soon as she heard that it was to settle accounts with Zu Long, she readily agreed.

If the Ancestral Dragon is still in the myriad universes, what kind of interference is that in the great affairs of the primordial world?
Come, you absolutely have to come!
"You can handle this job."

[Jingyao Ziqi Shangzun] The Supreme One said with a smile, "I gave Shuiyao a golden pill, so the karma between us has been settled, and it is inconvenient for me to take action again."

"Shuiyao accepted your golden core?"

The gods of Taiwei all had strange expressions on their faces.

I never expected Zu Long to be so brave!
"Since Shuiyao has accepted Jingyao's golden core, I think we can go for a bigger one!"

【Supreme Lord Yinghuo】Yuan Huang narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a serious tone: "As we all know, Jing Yao's pills have the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth and invade the mysteries of the Great Dao."

"If we don't increase Shuiyao's strength, we'll be letting this golden core down!"

The Supreme Lord was greatly pleased upon hearing this.

He praised Yuanhuang, saying, "The one who truly understands me is Yinghuo!"

Upon hearing this, the gods of Taiwei all smiled and said, "Alright, let's do it this way!"

"Then, I'll go first!"

Nuwa pointed a finger.

A ray of wondrous light from creation penetrated deep into the darkest, most profound foundation of this universe—the Abyss of Tartarus.

There, the concept of pure "hell" is embodied; it is the divine realm of Tartarus, the god of the abyss.

Meanwhile, another wisp of will quietly touched the origin of Gaia, the sleeping Earth Mother Goddess.

The First Dragon did not kill these primordial gods directly, but forced them into slumber, allowing them to contribute to the growth of the universe.

Now, Nuwa's power of creation, like the most brilliant catalyst, has forcibly linked these two forces, which are originally of the same origin but are completely opposite, together in a way that violates the laws of nature.

"With the abyss as its bones and the earth as its blood."

Nuwa was setting the most fundamental origin for this monster that was about to be born.

Immediately afterwards, the gods all made their move. "Its form is undoubtedly the leader of all demonic creatures!"

The will of the gods gave it its final form and name.

Through their collective efforts, they perfectly combined the power of the abyss and the earth, creating an unprecedented ultimate monster born solely for destruction.

The bigwigs looked at the freshly made "work" and nodded in satisfaction.

Finally, Fuxi stroked his chin and named it with great interest:

"Hmm... Since it's used to build a 'dam' for Shuiyao to prevent his Dao heart from overflowing, why not call it—Dam of Abundance!"

"good."

"can."

"This name is excellent." A smile appeared on the faces of the gods.

"Let it become the progenitor of all demons in this mythical universe, a synonym for all dark forces and rebellious spirit!"

"Hmph, Suiyou, are you ready?!"

So, one day, while the First Emperor was having a secret rendezvous with a goddess, Typhon, the progenitor of monsters, stole the Thunder Scepter.

This artifact is the embodiment of the authority of the heavens.

The moment the scepter was stolen, the First Emperor was terrified.

"who!"

"I am Typhon, the progenitor of all monsters!"

Dark clouds covered the earth, and the sky was no longer blue.

A thick, inky blood cloud rose from the horizon, quickly swallowing the sun's radiance.

The earth began to undulate violently and rhythmically at a heart-pounding frequency, like a sleeping giant awakening, each heartbeat causing mountains to crumble and rivers to flow backward.

At the summit of Mount Olympus, the gods, who were holding a victory banquet, saw their golden cups fall to the ground, and their fine wine turned into cold sweat of terror.

An alarm bell rang from the deepest part of the underworld, its sound shrill and desperate, causing even Hades, the ruler of death, to tremble in his soul.

"boom--!!!"

In the heart of the Mediterranean, the surface of the water was torn apart by an irresistible force, and a "flesh-and-blood volcano," tens of thousands of times larger than Mount Etna, burst forth from the seabed.

Immediately afterwards, a true "Demon Ancestor" slowly rose from the "volcano".

His upper body was a twisted human form, with bulging muscles and abyssal runes branded on his skin, towering into the clouds as if to pierce a hole in the sky. His arms were outstretched, one reaching to the eastern sunrise and the other touching the western sunset cliff, and on his arms, countless venomous snakes writhe and hiss madly.

And on His shoulders, instead of a head, grew the heads of a hundred giant dragons of different shapes and ferocious appearances!

Some dragon heads spew abyssal flames that can melt divine metal; some dragon heads roar with the chilling winds of the netherworld that can freeze souls; some dragon heads emit demonic sounds that can lead people to corruption... One hundred dragon heads, one hundred kinds of destructive power!
His lower body consists of two incredibly thick snake tails formed by the intertwining of millions of venomous pythons. Each swing of these tails stirs up towering waves and triggers violent earthquakes.

When He fully stood up, the whole world was shrouded in His immense and unparalleled shadow.

He is Typhon.

It was a "trial" and "lesson" created by the gods of Taiwei, specifically given to the First Emperor.

"Roar--!!!"

One hundred dragon heads simultaneously unleashed a roar that shook the universe. That sound was no longer a mere physical attack, but a "declaration" that directly impacted the level of laws.

"Order...should be destroyed!"

"Light...should perish!"

"Olympus... is doomed!"

His appearance is itself a denial and declaration of war against the existing world order.

"Meet the enemy!"

The Olympian gods met the challenge.

Ares' spear couldn't even pierce Typhon's outermost scales before being melted by the corrosive venom spewed from the dragon's head.

The arrow of light from Apollo, the sun god, struck Typhon, but it was like a drop of water falling into the sea, without causing a ripple.

The volcanic lava that Hephaestus, the god of fire, was so proud of was like a docile candle flame in the face of the flames of Typhon's abyss.

Even Zu Long himself, whose thunderbolt was enhanced by the Daoist principles of Pangu, could only cause Typhon to pause slightly before unleashing an even more ferocious counterattack.

Typhon's one hundred dragon heads are one hundred demon gods who are proficient in different laws.

They cooperated perfectly, sometimes with raging flames that scorched the heavens, sometimes with freezing ice that chilled the earth, sometimes with deafening demonic sounds, sometimes with pervasive poison...

The Olympian gods fought a fierce battle with him.

However, they soon suffered a series of defeats.

A deity was swallowed whole by the dragon's head, and its divine status shattered on the spot.

Some deities were bewitched by the demonic sounds, lost their minds, and began to kill each other.

Many more gods were severely injured and their divine power was depleted in the aftermath of that devastating attack.

Finally, Typhon took his steps, which were enough to cross mountains, and walked steadily and unstoppably toward Mount Olympus.

"boom!"

He stretched out his giant hand and grabbed the foot of Mount Olympus.

"rise!"

With a deafening roar, this sacred mountain, symbolizing the rule of the God-King and the order of the universe, was uprooted by Him!
The mountain collapsed, the temple crumbled, and countless spiritual veins and formations accumulated over millennia shattered in that instant.

Mount Olympus has fallen!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Upon seeing this, Zu Long gasped.

You guys really showed no mercy!

Given this turn of events, it would be strange if the First Emperor couldn't guess who was responsible.

He was torn between restoring order and surrendering and fleeing.

In the end, Zu Long decided to slip away rather than confront those unruly colleagues.

There's a cause and an effect; I accept this outcome.

Luckily I had a backup plan, otherwise I would have been really stumped by you guys!

"On my command, retreat towards Egypt!"

"quick!"

Emperor Zulong ordered a retreat.

The surviving Olympian gods, upon hearing this, felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

The instinct for survival triumphed over the dignity of the gods.

Zeus, the king of the gods, transformed into a ram and fled in panic.

Hera, the Queen of Gods, was transformed into a white bull, looking utterly wretched.

The sun god Apollo transformed into a raven, circling frantically in the sky.

Artemis, the moon goddess, transformed into a cat and disappeared into the dense forest.

……

The gods fled to Egypt in defeat.

Typhon stood atop the ruins of the collapsed Mount Olympus, his hundred dragon heads roaring to the heavens, proclaiming his victory and the arrival of a new, dark age.

The powerful figures looked at the gods fleeing in disarray in the water mirror, and at the ancestral dragon who was almost bursting with rage, and showed a gratified and "benevolent" smile.

"Yes, knowing shame is the foundation for courage, and knowing when to retreat strategically are the basic qualities of those who achieve great things."

"good."

"Ruzi can be taught."

~~~~~
The Primordial True Realm.

Here, the scene is completely different.

Under the diligent rule of the Heavenly Emperor Dijun and the gods of the Heavenly Court, the entire primordial world entered an unprecedented, long, and glorious period of peace. All races were integrated, order was restored, the Great Dao was manifested, and spiritual energy was abundant.

Everything seemed to be developing harmoniously in the most perfect direction.

Perhaps it was because Nuwa's attainment of the Primordial Chaos that gave all the gods and sages such a strong inspiration and motivation that, during this peaceful period, everyone's exploration of their own Great Dao reached an unprecedented peak.

A peculiar atmosphere began to permeate the high-level sacred circles of the primordial world.

"Since there is nothing to do in the primordial world, it is better to go into seclusion!"

This seemingly joking remark has become a consensus among the vast majority of innate deities.

While a peaceful and prosperous era may be comfortable, for those beings who are born to pursue eternity and transcendence, prolonged tranquility can inevitably breed a sense of boredom.

However, the majesty and order of the Heavenly Court had already taken root in people's hearts, and for the time being, no one really thought it was right to be the one to break the order of heaven and earth and do something earth-shattering.

Thus, everyone unanimously chose two paths: either to travel to the endless myriad worlds in avatars or projections to "stir things up," experience different civilizations, and seek new inspiration for their paths;
Alternatively, they would embark on long periods of seclusion in their respective training grounds, devoting themselves to comprehending the Great Dao, hoping to elevate their cultivation to a new peak during this prosperous era.

This "seclusion wave" even spread to the core power institution of the Heavenly Court—the Heavenly Way Committee.

As all affairs in the Primordial Heaven and the myriad realms entered a stable and developing track, among the three thousand Heavenly Dao Committee members who were the executors of the Heavenly Dao's power, quite a few ancient beings began to submit "long leave applications" to the Heavenly Emperor. Without exception, the reason was that they "had something on their minds and wanted to find a place to go into seclusion in order to seek a breakthrough in the Great Dao."

Faced with this situation, the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun was not troubled at all, but rather pleased with it. With a wave of his hand, he granted leave to almost everyone.

He sat on the imperial throne in the Lingxiao Palace, reviewing one "leave request memorial" after another, his heart filled with joy.

"Alas, before I took office, I was a little worried that I would not be able to hold the throne of the Heavenly Emperor and that I would not be able to suppress the unruly gods in the sky."

"Now it seems that my previous worries were completely unnecessary!"

"It's all thanks to my foresight back then. I was afraid that I might suddenly die one day, so I secretly disintegrated my Dao body and went to travel to all the heavens and worlds to update and improve my most treasured life-saving technique - the Heavenly Emperor's Reincarnation Scripture."

"Judging from the current trend, this 'Transformation Sutra' can be completely discontinued!"

While happily granting leave to the gods, Di Jun was also happily imagining the future.

"In the present Heavenly Court, the ruler and his ministers are in harmony, all the gods are of one mind, and the whole court is playing the same game."

"If this trend continues, I am fully confident that in this era, the power and prestige of the Heavenly Court will reach an unprecedented peak!"

“At that time, I will directly use this supreme position of ‘Heavenly Emperor’ as the ultimate guiding light for me to reflect reality from nothingness.”

"Then attaining the Taiyi Daluo realm will be a piece of cake!"

Di Jun hummed an off-key tune, as if he could already see his bright future of ascending to the fifth realm of the Great Luo and becoming the second Holy Heavenly Emperor.

Heavenly Realm, Government Affairs Hall.

A deity dressed in a star official's robe was looking at the approval information transmitted by the Heavenly Emperor's decree with a joyful expression.

"Huh? My application for a secluded cultivation vacation was approved so quickly? That's really efficient!"

He glanced at the additional conditions in the approval document: "He must complete the handover of all administrative affairs with the Heavenly Court officials before leaving his post... Hey, that's easy!"

He immediately summoned his deputy, who quickly handed over all his official duties. Then, filled with joy, he transformed into a streak of light and left the Heavenly Court.

"Oh, my leave has been approved too?"

Not far away, another deity received the Heavenly Emperor's approval order and showed a relieved expression on his face.

"Great! Time to clock out! Finally, I can go to the myriad realms and find some new work!"

His colleague, the demon master Kunpeng, was stunned upon hearing this.

He raised his head and asked, "Fellow Daoist, didn't you submit a memorial saying that you were going into seclusion to comprehend the Great Dao?"

"Hey!" the deity waved his hand dismissively, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Seclusion is just an excuse, a reason to skip work. My friend, you're still too young."

He leaned closer to Kunpeng, lowered his voice, and gave him a "I'll teach you to behave" look.

"Think about it, 'If you're not in a position, you shouldn't meddle in its affairs.'"

"We went through all that trouble to take such a long leave, of course, so that we can do what we want to do without any worries and with a clear conscience!"

"Otherwise, do you really think that everyone is so passionate about learning that they're always thinking about going into seclusion to explore the Dao?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng was speechless for a moment.

He watched the deity's graceful departure, then looked at the mountain of official business piled up on his desk.

Kunpeng suddenly felt that he, who was working so hard, was the odd one out!

Thus, as more and more deities in the Heavenly Way Committee entered a state of "seclusion" or "vacation".

The order of the primordial world continued to operate smoothly under a delicate "power vacuum".

However, unbeknownst to many, ancient deities with profound cultivation and the ability to glimpse the secrets of heaven gradually discovered an extremely serious problem—

The secrets of heaven are becoming increasingly obscure and chaotic!
In the past, when they predicted the future, although there were often variables, the general trend was always clear.

But now, the future seems to be shrouded in a thick, impenetrable fog. No matter what supernatural powers they use, they can only see a blur and chaos.

This gave the saints, who had survived many great calamities, a great fright.

They were all too familiar with this aura of primordial chaos and obscure principles!

Isn't this the most classic harbinger of the great calamity that preceded it in the past?!
For a time, the entire upper echelons of the Primordial World were filled with unease.

The Heavenly Emperor Di Jun had to step in to appease everyone, claiming that this was just a normal fluctuation caused by the large-scale rotation of the Heavenly Dao Committee members during the handover of Heavenly Dao authority, and asked everyone to remain calm.

Although the Heavenly Emperor stepped forward to explain, the deep-seated unease still spread in the hearts of the gods.

It was in this oppressive atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing, that things were about to get tough.

Suddenly one day, something strange happened!

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, within the Jade Purity Sacred Realm, a vast and boundless Daoist sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire Primordial True Realm!
"I am the Primordial One of the Three Pure Ones of Pangu! Now, feeling that the Way of Heaven is not revealed, the secrets of Heaven are obscured, and all living beings are confused, I have specially established a religion to illuminate the Great Way and to comply with the will of Heaven. This religion is called: Chan!"

"The word 'chan' means to elucidate. It means to follow the will of Heaven and respond to the needs of the people, to explain the Way of Heaven, to educate all living beings, to divide the ranks of immortals, and to ensure that each person is in their proper place, so as to fulfill the purpose of creation!"

"I am Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Chan Sect! I use the Pangu Banner, a supreme innate treasure, to suppress the Chan Sect's destiny!"

As soon as Xuan Qing finished speaking, countless strange phenomena appeared throughout the entire primordial world!
Flowers rained down from the sky, a dazzling display; golden lotuses sprouted from the earth, blooming in abundance; purple clouds drifted from the east for 30,000 miles, and auspicious clouds filled the nine heavens!

The heavens roared violently, as if in response to the supreme sage's declaration, and unleashed immeasurable golden light, which was called "the merit of establishing the teachings".

This scene instantly lifted the spirits of the primordial gods who were already feeling panicked!
A sage establishing a teaching is a tremendous good thing!
If a sage were to step forward to unravel the secrets of heaven and restore order, the crisis of the great calamity would surely be averted!

However, what happened next almost made everyone's eyes pop out.

The boundless golden light of merit did not merge into the body of the Primordial Celestial Venerable as everyone had expected, thus failing to help him advance his cultivation.

Because the cultivation of the Primordial Celestial Venerable had already reached the pinnacle of Hunyuan, and there was no way to advance further.

That massive amount of golden light of merit actually merged perfectly with a stream of "Primordial Purple Qi" that flew out from the body of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and was extremely familiar to all the guests in the Purple Cloud Palace!
Merit and virtue are the fuel, and auspicious energy is the guide!
The two intertwined and condensed in the void to form a brand new, supreme Dao Fruit that radiated immortal brilliance and contained the true meaning of "Taiyi"!
"Another...another Dao Fruit?! No, two Dao Fruits!"

"Primordial Purple Qi... so that's how it's used!"

At this moment, all the great beings, whether it was Emperor Jun of the Heavenly Court, Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, or Jieyin and Zhunti on Mount Sumeru in the West, were stunned by this scene.

Although at the Zixiao Palace assembly, the Dao Ancestor once said that the Primordial Purple Qi was the foundation for becoming a saint and had great uses.

But no one expected that this thing could actually be transformed into a genuine Dao Fruit representing the fifth realm of the Great Luo (Taiyi) in the hands of a sage!
"The Taiyi Dao Fruit, the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, plus this 'Merit Dao Fruit' formed from the primordial purple energy and merit..."

"hiss--"

An ancient deity gasped, muttering to himself, "A saint, possessing three supreme fruits of enlightenment... this..."

"No wonder the Holy Heavenly Emperor once said that the fifth realm of the Great Luo is the master of teaching and enlightenment, capable of standing independently outside the river of time and space, and even having the ability to speak to the Great God Pangu!"

At this moment, they truly understood what terrifying depth and unimaginable power the word "Taiyi" represented!

In matters of the heart, even the highest fruits of enlightenment can be added upon each other!

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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