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Upon hearing this, Yuanshi's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared intently at Xuan Du, and for the first time, a trace of undisguised apprehension surfaced deep within his eyes, which shone with a pure, ethereal light.

He never expected that Xuandu would be so bold.

This is the Purple Cloud Palace!

This is in front of the Dao Ancestor!

He just forced Laozi to hand over the Kongtong Seal, and now he wants to continue the reckoning?

The Jade Purity Immortal Light swirled wildly around Yuanshi, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi hovered above his head, humming and trembling, but he ultimately did not make a move.

Because it is not possible.

Because they dare not.

Because before the palace gates, that gray figure still stood with his hands behind his back.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor.

He stood there quietly, his gaze indifferent, devoid of joy or sorrow, as if all that was happening before him had nothing to do with him.

But it was precisely this indifference that made Yuanshi feel even colder.

The Dao Ancestor tacitly approved.

They tacitly allowed Xuandu to enter the palace, tacitly allowed Xuandu to demand the Kongtong Seal, and now they tacitly allow Xuandu to continue his purge.

What does this mean?

This means that in the heart of the Dao Ancestor, Xuandu's importance was no less than that of the Four Sages.

Even...heavier.

Yuan Shi gritted his teeth.

He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse:

"Xuan Du, don't go too far!"

"I've already given you the Kongtong Seal, what more do you want?!"

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm as still water.

He didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Yuan Shi quietly, at that ashen face, at those eyes filled with a mixture of fear and anger.

a long time.

Xuan Du slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, why the anger?"

"I only have one request to make."

Yuan Shi was taken aback.

beg?

Xuan Du's aggressive demeanor just now showed no sign of him begging for help.

His brows furrowed, and he stared intently at Xuandu:

"What is it?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

He did not answer Yuanshi, but slowly turned around to face the gray figure in front of the palace gate.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor.

Xuan Du bowed slightly, completing the bow completely.

"The Dao Ancestor's wisdom is evident."

"I have already made plans regarding mending the sky."

"The Creation Stone is in my hands, and the Xuan Turtle's limbs are also ready."

He paused, his voice calm:

"Even after the sky is mended, the celestial rift will remain if there is no supreme treasure to stabilize it, which will ultimately be a hidden danger."

"This disciple dares to request permission from the Dao Ancestor to use the Qiankun Cauldron."

Heaven and Earth Cauldron!

As the three words fell, the Purple Cloud Palace fell silent.

Yuanshi's pupils suddenly contracted!

Lao Tzu suddenly looked up, and a look of shock flashed across his ashen face!

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, and both saw the sudden shock rising in each other's eyes!

Heaven and Earth Cauldron!

That's a supreme treasure of the Dao Ancestor!

In the past, when the Dao Ancestor preached in Zixiao Palace, he used this cauldron to refine treasures and bestow them upon the saints. Even the treasures they used to prove their Dao were mostly refined from this cauldron!

The power of this cauldron lies not in attack, but in creation!

It can refine the heavens and the earth, refine treasures and objects, and even refine chaos to stabilize the universe!

If this cauldron is used to refine the material for mending the heavens, after the heavens are mended, the celestial rift will be stable, and the primordial world will be free from future troubles!

But this cauldron... belongs to the Dao Ancestor!

Since the beginning of time, it has never been lent out!

Xuan Du... he actually dared to say that?!

Hongjun Daozu stood with his hands behind his back before the palace gate, his gaze indifferently fixed on Xuandu.

Those deep, starry eyes held no sorrow, no joy, no anger, and no power.

He simply watched Xuan Du quietly.

Looking at this young man in blue, at his calm, deep eyes, and at his youthful yet composed face, I felt a profound sense of peace.

a long time.

Hongjun slowly spoke:

"You want to borrow the Qiankun Cauldron?"

The voice was flat, devoid of any emotion.

Xuan Du nodded:

"Yes."

"The material used to mend the heavens was based on the divine stone of creation, and its pillars were the four limbs of the black tortoise."

"However, without the Qiankun Cauldron to refine and fuse with it, even after the heavens are mended, the celestial marks will still leave hidden dangers."

"If a major calamity occurs, there is a risk of further collapse."

He paused, his voice remaining calm:

"For the sake of the primordial world, for the sake of the Heavenly Dao, and for the sake of countless living beings, this disciple begs to borrow the Dao Ancestor's Qiankun Cauldron for one use."

"After mending the sky, it will surely be returned."

After he finished speaking, the Purple Cloud Palace fell into a deathly silence.

Yuanshi stared intently at Xuandu, his eyes flashing wildly.

He suddenly realized that he had never truly understood this person.

He had just demanded the Kongtong Seal, and he thought that Xuandu was acting out of self-interest, for the sake of the human race, and for the Jie Sect.

But now, borrowing the Qiankun Cauldron...

This person's heart actually contains the entire primordial world?

No, not only that.

What he holds in his heart is the foundation for all ages!

It is the foundation for the eternal world to be free from future troubles after the heavens are mended!

Such vision, such magnanimity...

Yuan Shi slowly closed his eyes.

He finally understood why Xuandu could attain enlightenment in a century and why he could plan every step of the way without missing a single detail.

Because in this person's eyes, it is never about a single city or a single battle, or a single day or night.

It will last for thousands of generations!

The guide chanted the Buddha's name in a low, sorrowful voice.

"Amitabha......"

He gazed at Xuandu, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

This child's future achievements are limitless.

Zhunti remained silent.

He simply lowered his head, burying his ashen face even deeper.

Laozi's face was ashen, and he slumped to the ground, his empty eyes staring at Xuandu, lost in thought.

In front of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun Daozu gazed at Xuandu, his eyes still indifferent.

Yet, deep within that indifference, a faint... hint of approval flickered.

He slowly raised his hand.

Her sleeves fluttered slightly.

"Buzz!"

In the void, a dark yellow light quietly appeared.

The light was initially very faint, but in just a moment it became as intense as the sun!

Amidst the radiance, a colossal cauldron slowly materialized.

The cauldron is dark yellow, with three legs and two handles. On its body, chaotic energy flows, and the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars rotate. The patterns of mountains, rivers, and peaks are clearly visible.

Furthermore, boundless creative power emanated from the cauldron, instantly enveloping the entire Zixiao Palace!

Heaven and Earth Cauldron!

The Supreme Treasure of the Dao Ancestor!

Xuan Du's eyes brightened slightly.

He gazed at the colossal Xuanhuang cauldron suspended in the void, feeling its boundless power of creation, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it conveyed a sense of relief and ease.

It became.

The Qiankun Cauldron.

With this cauldron in hand, the task of mending the heavens will be foolproof.

He bowed slowly, completing the full bow:

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!"

Hongjun stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze indifferent.

"After mending the sky, return it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves again.

The Qiankun Cauldron transformed into a stream of light and slowly fell into Xuandu's palm.

Xuandu clenched his five fingers.

The giant cauldron hung silently in his palm, its dark yellow light flowing endlessly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Hongjun:

"Rest assured, Dao Ancestor, your disciple will keep his word."

"After the heavens are mended, the Qiankun Cauldron will surely be returned to its rightful owner intact."

Hongjun nodded slightly, without saying a word.

He simply gazed quietly at Xuan Du, at this junior in blue robes, at those calm yet profound eyes.

a long time.

He spoke slowly:

"Go."

"The celestial scars are spreading, causing widespread devastation to the primordial world; we cannot wait any longer."

Xuan Du nodded emphatically:

"Your disciple obeys!"

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the four saints.

The light swept across Yuanshi's ashen face, across Laozi's withered figure, and across Jieyin and Zhunti's bowed heads.

The smile on his lips deepened even further.

Fellow Daoists

Xuan Du spoke, his voice calm:

"After I return from mending the heavens, I will discuss the cause and effect with you all in detail."

Let's carefully consider the cause and effect.

The four words fell like a thunderclap!

Yuan Shi's expression changed again!

Lao Tzu's whole body trembled violently!

Jieyin and Zhunti both looked up, a flash of fear crossing their eyes!

Xuandu did not look at them again.

He simply turned around and took a step forward.

"Buzz!"

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green robes, along with the Qiankun Cauldron in his hand, vanished from Zixiao Palace in an instant.

The four sages were left looking at each other, each with their own thoughts.