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Xuandu reached out and gently touched the bead with his palm.

It feels warm and smooth like jade, yet heavy like a starry sea.

A chaotic Daoist essence originating from before the creation of the world surged into his body through his fingertips, instantly resonating with the chaotic origin within his own martial arts laws!

"Buzz!"

The Chaos Pearl trembled slightly, and its surface suddenly shone brightly.

Within that crack, faint, subtle chaotic runes flowed, as if responding to Xuandu's touch.

"Were you waiting for me too?"

Xuan Du murmured to himself, his eyes swirling with chaotic light like a galaxy.

He could sense that although the Chaos Pearl was damaged, its spirituality had not been extinguished.

The Blood Sea has been silent for billions of years, obscuring the secrets of heaven and remaining hidden, perhaps waiting for a destined person who can repair it and awaken it.

And now, Xuandu has arrived.

He possesses the realm of Primordial Great Luo, carries immense destiny, and has the divine power of Chaos Light, capable of overcoming all laws and breaking restrictions.

"From now on, you will be with me."

The chaotic light in Xuan Du's palm flowed once more, this time not as an attack, but as a warm current, slowly flowing into the crack in the Chaos Pearl.

"laugh!"

At the edge of the crack, the escaping chaotic air currents paused slightly.

The light of chaos, like the finest needle and thread, was slowly mending the wounds left by the great calamity of creation.

Although it cannot completely heal, it is enough to stabilize its origin and prevent the vitality from continuing to fade away.

"Using my Primordial Dao as the foundation and the light of chaos as the guide, I will temporarily seal the wound. Once I find the origin of chaos in the future, I will completely repair it for you."

Xuan Du's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable determination.

The Chaos Pearl shone brighter, its body trembling slightly as if in response.

next moment.

"Buzz!"

The entire chaotic space trembled violently!

The endless chaotic energy gathered wildly and surged toward Xuan Du's palm!

The Chaos Pearl willingly recognized its master!

It has been silent for too long, weak for too long, and waiting for too long.

Now, finally, we have found an existence that can touch it, repair it, and is imbued with the aura of the primordial chaos!

It didn't want to wait any longer!

"good."

Xuan Du's lips curled slightly, and the Primordial Daoist Rhyme erupted with a roar!

Deep within the Purple Mansion, the Martial Dao Law Origin Rune shone brightly, frantically merging and resonating with the Chaos Dao Aura emitted by the Chaos Pearl!

Using martial arts principles as a bridge and primordial Daoist rhythm as a medium, the refining process begins.

......

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, with the Qingping Sword hanging beside him. The sword's clear light flowed, illuminating the entire palace as clear as a mirror.

His eyes were slightly closed, his mind resonating with the Four Swords of Zhuxian. The sword intent, like invisible threads, penetrated every inch of the restrictions on Jin'ao Island, enveloping the entire immortal island, and subtly merging with the martial will soaring to the sky on the shore of the East China Sea.

Since Xuandu captured Fuxi, suppressed Nuwa, and activated the golden net of destiny, the fortune of the Jie Sect has reached an unprecedented peak.

The arrival of countless immortals as a pilgrimage event brought the sect's fortunes to a surging torrent, mirroring the brilliance of the Dao Fruit of the Intercepting Sect deep within the Biyou Palace.

however.

Just as Tongtian calmed his mind and comprehended the true meaning of the sword,

"Buzz!"

A chilling, blood-red aura, carrying a rich aura of the Blood Sea's origin, emanated from beyond the East Sea and was rapidly approaching Jin'ao Island!

Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes!

The sword light in his eyes burst forth as if it were a tangible force, piercing through layers of palace restrictions and falling towards the eastern sea and sky.

There, a crimson rainbow tore through the clouds, carrying a terrifying aura, and sped toward Jin'ao Island.

Amidst the rainbow light, the twelve-tiered karmic fire lotus appeared and disappeared, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords hummed, and countless illusory evil spirits surrounded it, creating a fierce and overwhelming aura.

There's also a six-foot-tall black-striped figure next to it?

"The River Styx?"

Tongtian frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Why is this guy on Jin'ao Island?

The Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea has been hiding in the Blood Sea since the creation of the world, rarely setting foot in the primordial wilderness.

Apart from the three times he preached at Zixiao Palace in the past, when Styx appeared to listen to his teachings, he spent almost all his time cultivating in the Blood Sea, nurturing the Blood God Child, refining the Yuan Tu Abi, and trying to break through to the ethereal Saintly position of the Killing Path.

The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the River Styx will never die.

This is a primordial consensus.

For this reason, the Styx River became the most cowardly and least willing to provoke karma in the primordial world.

The sea of ​​blood was filthy, and the murderous aura soared to the heavens; even saints would not easily set foot there.

Styx was happy to have some peace and quiet. Relying on the Blood Sea Origin and billions of Blood God Children, he stood firmly at the peak of Quasi-Saint. Although he had not yet become a Saint, his ability to protect himself was something that even Saints had to take notice of.

But today...

This King Gou actually took the initiative to leave the Blood Sea and head straight for Golden Turtle Island?

Moreover, although his aura was shrouded in the murderous aura of a sea of ​​blood, there was a faint trace of... restraint? Even... fear within that ferocity?

Not right.

Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly, and his divine sense surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping the blood-red rainbow.

How vast is the divine consciousness of the Primordial Saint?

In the blink of an eye, he thoroughly explored the inside and outside of the River Styx.

"The Karmic Fire Red Lotus's origin remains intact, the Yuan Tu Abi's killing intent is undiminished, and although the number of Blood God Children has slightly decreased, their foundation remains unshaken..."

Tongtian's mind raced with thoughts:

"It was not a fight where he was injured and fled."

"So what brings him to Jin'ao Island?"

"Could it be... that they've come to see Xuan Du?"

The moment this thought crossed Tongtian's mind, a thought stirred within him.

Yes.

Xuan Du had just left, heading straight for the Netherworld Blood Sea.

With his domineering nature, how could he possibly stay still once he enters the Blood Sea?

It's either treasure hunting or... recruiting people.

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea, the Kunpeng, Fuxi... it doesn't seem surprising to add the Styx River now.

"Good lad..."

A slow smile crept onto Tongtian's lips:

"They even managed to seduce that cowardly King Styx from the Blood Sea?"

"Such methods, such audacity... truly..."

He shook his head and chuckled, but his eyes were full of undisguised satisfaction.

The Vice Leader of the Jie Sect should be like this!

Education should be provided to all without discrimination, and all immortals will come to pay homage.

Whether you are a born saint or a bloodthirsty fiend, as long as you are willing to join the Jie Sect, you can be educated!

This is the true way of the Jie Sect!

That was his original intention in establishing a religion that reached the heavens!

"Buzz!"

The crimson rainbow had reached tens of thousands of miles outside Jin'ao Island.

The Styx Ancestor stood atop the crimson lotus of karmic fire, his blood-red robes fluttering in the wind, his face withered, and his eyes gleaming with bloodlust. Yet, he lacked his usual ferocity and arrogance, instead carrying a hint of barely concealed... unease.

He gazed at Jin'ao Island in the distance.

The majestic fairy island floats above the East China Sea, shrouded in clouds and mist, with purple aura rising.

The island was heavily fortified, with sword intent lurking beneath the surface, and the terrifying killing aura of the Four Swords of Zhuxian permeated the air. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, he was still filled with dread.

"This is... the training ground of the Jie Sect?"

Styx murmured softly, the arrogance of dominating the billion-dollar club in the sea of ​​blood vanishing at this moment.

Compared to the celestial atmosphere and magnificent religious power of Jin'ao Island, the Blood Sea... is ultimately a filthy place, unworthy of being presented in a respectable manner.

What made him even more uneasy was...

Deep within Biyou Palace, there was an undisguised, supreme, and overwhelming aura of a saint!

The Master of Heaven!

That sage of the Jie Sect who wields the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which cannot be broken by any but the Four Sages!

"The River Styx..."

Styx took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions surging within him. His voice was hoarse, yet clearly carried to Golden Turtle Island:

"By order of the Vice Master of Xuandu, I have come to pay my respects to the Sage Tongtian and humbly request... to join the sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the murderous aura of the Blood Sea paused slightly.

Behind Styx, the countless illusory figures of ferocious spirits prostrated themselves, emitting low whimpers, as if showing submission and weakness.

He slowly sheathed the Karmic Fire Lotus, and the Yuan Tu Abi sword returned to its sheath, completely concealing the fierce aura around him.

He bowed respectfully towards Jin'ao Island.

The posture... was extremely humble.