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Tongtian gazed at Xuandu, his eyes growing increasingly somber.

"What are you trying to say?"

Xuandu said:

"I have deduced what happened back then."

"When Pangu's axe shattered, the Three Treasures were born and dispersed."

"The Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner were obtained by Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor."

"And the Chaos Bell..."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"But it was forcibly ordained by the Heavenly Dao and became the companion spirit treasure of Donghuang Taiyi."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's gaze sharpened.

"Is the will of Heaven forcibly predetermined?"

Xuan Du nodded:

"Yes."

"The Three Treasures share the same origin, all transformed from Pangu's axe, and should rightfully belong to the Three Pure Ones."

"But when the Chaos Bell was born, the Heavenly Dao intervened and forcibly changed the predetermined fate."

"Strip it from the Three Pure Ones and instead bind it to Donghuang Taiyi."

"It became his companion spirit treasure."

Tongtian remained silent.

He gazed at Xuandu, at those calm yet profound eyes, his mind racing.

Heaven forcibly alters predetermined fate.

Why?

Donghuang Taiyi was merely a primordial deity. Although he possessed the bearing of an emperor, what virtue or ability did he have to make the Heavenly Dao alter his destiny?

unless......

Tongtian's pupils shrank slightly.

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

"You mean...?"

He spoke, his voice slightly deep:

"Was this done intentionally by Heaven?"

Xuandu nodded:

"That is exactly what I meant."

Why did Heaven make the Chaos Bell Donghuang Taiyi's companion spiritual treasure?

"Because we want the demon race to rise."

"Only when the demon race rises can it contend with the witch race."

"Only when the witches and demons clash can a great calamity be brought about."

"Only when the great calamity descends can the primordial chaos be cleansed and order restored."

"And all of this..."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"It is all ordained by the will of Heaven."

"It was decided at the very beginning of time."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's expression darkened completely.

He naturally understood the meaning behind Xuandu's words.

The Lich Wars were not accidental, but inevitable.

It is the destiny ordained by Heaven, the fate of the primordial world.

The Chaos Bell is the key link in that predetermined destiny.

Without the Chaos Bell, how could Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun jointly rule the Heavenly Court?

Without the Chaos Bell, how could the demon race suppress destiny and stand on equal footing with the witch race?

Without the Chaos Bell, how could the war between the Lich and the Demons have been so fierce?

Everything is preordained.

Everything is within the game.

And Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor...

Tongtian raised his eyes and looked towards Xuandu:

"Where is Hongjun?"

"After he merged with the Dao, he must have known its secrets."

Xuan Du nodded:

"Exactly."

"How could he not know such a secret—that Hongjun Daozu merged with the Dao and took control of the Heavenly Dao?"

"He not only knew, but also..."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"He acquiesced."

"Or rather, he was the executor of the will of Heaven."

"If Heaven intends for Chaos to return to Donghuang Taiyi, then he will not interfere."

"Heaven wanted the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner to be his, so he accepted them."

"When the time comes to preach, we will bestow these upon Laozi and Yuanshi."

Everything is predetermined.

"Everything is within the calculations of Heaven."

After listening, Tongtian remained silent for a long time.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at those calm yet profound eyes, at that young face that exuded boundless composure.

An indescribable emotion surged within me.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

A total of hundreds of millions of yuan.

He had never thought about it.

Or rather, he never dared to think about it.

Heaven.

It was the will of Heaven.

That supreme being, who controls all things, never intended for the Jie Sect to have a good end from the very beginning.

By not giving the Chaos Bell, the Jie Sect's fortune will become unstable.

This led to the rise of the demon race and the conflict between the witches and demons.

After the Lich Wars, the Jie Sect became dominant and became the next target.

Investiture of the Gods.

Tongtian slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the light in his eyes was as deep as an abyss, and the chill was penetrating to the bone.

"What a wondrous way of Heaven!"

He spoke in a low voice, as cold as ancient ice:

"What a fixed destiny."

Xuan Du stared at him without saying a word.

He knew that no further words were needed at this moment.

Tongtian will figure it out himself.

a long time.

Tongtian raised his eyes and looked towards Xuandu:

When did you come to that conclusion?

Xuandu said:

"When I was suppressing the fortune with the Chaos Bell just now, I suddenly thought of something."

"Since the Chaos Bell was formed from Pangu's axe, it should rightfully belong to the Three Pure Ones."

"But it just so happens to have become Donghuang Taiyi's companion spirit treasure."

"This is unreasonable."

"The disciple then went to deduce what happened back then."

"The more I thought about it, the more something seemed off."

"It makes sense that the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner fell into the hands of Hongjun Daozu."

"It makes sense that the Dao Ancestor Hongjun preached and bestowed treasures."

"Only the Chaos Bell..."

Why did it happen to become Donghuang Taiyi's companion spirit treasure?

"What virtue or ability does Donghuang Taiyi possess to make the Heavenly Dao alter his predetermined fate?"

"The only explanation is—"

"This is the predetermined course of Heaven."

"From the very beginning, there was no intention to return the chaos to the Three Pure Ones."

"The fate of the Chaos Bell was decided from the very beginning."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"But Hongjun Daozu merged with the Dao and knew everything, yet he never mentioned it."

"Even if Master holds billions of dollars, there is no treasure to suppress his destiny."

"Let the Qi of the Jie Sect remain unstable, like a rootless duckweed."

"This is the calculation of Heaven."

"This is Hongjun's tacit approval."

After he finished speaking, Biyou Palace fell into a deathly silence.

Tongtian remained silent.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at those calm yet profound eyes, at that young face that exuded boundless composure.

A sudden, indescribable chill ran through me.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

A total of hundreds of millions of yuan.

He was all-powerful, claiming to be the true successor of Pangu, the leader of the Jie Sect, and commanding the homage of all immortals.

But he never imagined that he had been caught up in the whole thing from beginning to end.

Everything was within the calculations of Heaven.

All of this was done with Hongjun's tacit approval.

Without Xuandu, without the Chaos Bell, without today's conversation...

He probably won't know the secret until he dies.

Tongtian took a deep breath, suppressing the chill surging in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"So what are your plans?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

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

"Rest assured, Master."

He spoke, his voice calm:

"Since this disciple has brought up the matter, I naturally already have a plan."

"The Chaos Bell is now in the hands of this disciple, suspended above the pivot of the Jie Sect's destiny."

"From this day forward, the destiny of the Jie Sect will be as stable as Mount Tai."

"As for what happened back then..."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"That is the will of Heaven, and it is the tacit approval of Hongjun."

"This disciple feels no resentment, no hatred, and no anger."

"This disciple will only do one thing."

Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly:

"What is it?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly:

"Let the Jie Sect transcend the predetermined fate."

"To make the laws of Heaven unpredictable."

"Let that supreme being know..."

"The Jie Sect is not a pawn."

As the sound faded, the sword energy within Biyou Palace trembled slightly.

Tongtian looked at him, his eyes gleaming.

He suddenly laughed.

The laughter was soft, yet it carried an undisguised sense of satisfaction.

"good!"

"good!"

"good!"

As he finished speaking, he looked at Xuan Du, his eyes filled with approval:

"With your words, I am relieved."

He paused, then raised his hand and patted Xuan Du on the shoulder:

"Go."

"There's no rush, take your time."

"The fortunes of the Jie Sect have stabilized; we, master and disciple, have plenty of time."

Xuan Du bowed slightly:

"Your disciple obeys."

He straightened up, turned around, and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished from Biyou Palace in an instant.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back before the palace gate, gazing at the disappearing figure and the gradually closing void.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

A total of hundreds of millions of yuan.

He finally understood why the Jie Sect had no treasure to suppress destiny.

He finally understood why the Chaos Bell had fallen into the hands of Donghuang Taiyi.

He finally understood what the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun were thinking.

But so what?

The Chaos Bell is now in Xuandu's hands.

The fortunes of the Jie Sect are now as stable as Mount Tai.

He, Tongtian, still stood on Jin'ao Island, his sword intent awe-inspiring, protecting all the immortals.

As for the predetermined fate of that day...