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Kunlun Mountain.

Before the Jade Void Palace, the void rippled silently.

A figure in green robes slowly materialized, standing with his hands behind his back outside the palace gate.

Xuan Du raised his eyes, looking at the tightly closed palace gate and the Jade Void plaque hanging above it, his gaze calm as still water.

The palace gates were tightly shut.

But behind the palace gates, the chaotic aura and disordered Jade Purity Immortal Light could not escape his perception.

Yuan Shi was in the palace.

And, they are watching him.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

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

He didn't speak.

He simply stood with his hands behind his back before the palace gate, waiting quietly.

Three breaths.

Five breaths.

Ten breaths.

"Squeak..."

The palace gates slowly opened.

Behind the door, the Primordial Celestial Venerable stood on the jade steps, his Jade Pure Immortal Light flickering around him, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi hung above his head, its radiance dim.

His dignified face was now filled with gloom.

But beneath that gloomy exterior lay a barely concealed sense of apprehension.

"Xuan Du".

When Yuanshi spoke, his voice was like eternal ice:

"What brings you to my Kunlun Mountains?"

Xuan Du looked at him and smiled slightly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a chilling calmness.

"Why ask a question you already know the answer to, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi?"

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet clearly carried throughout the Jade Void Palace:

"I spoke of this in Zixiao Palace."

"After I return from mending the heavens, I will settle the score with you all in detail."

He paused, then slightly raised his eyes:

"Now your disciple has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden silence fell over the area in front of the Jade Void Palace.

The ethereal mist that lingered in the mountains seemed to freeze for a moment.

Yuan Shi's face turned ashen.

He stared intently at Xuan Du, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, at that young face that exuded endless composure.

His hands, hidden in his sleeves, slowly clenched together.

Let's carefully consider the cause and effect.

These four words, like a sword hanging over his head, made him restless and unable to eat or sleep.

After returning from Zixiao Palace, he spent his days and nights deducing and pondering how Xuandu would settle accounts with him.

But he couldn't deduce it.

The secrets of heaven are shrouded in chaos, a complete blur.

He simply assumed it was because the great calamity had just passed and the heavenly order was in disarray.

Even today, Xuandu personally visits.

"What do you want?"

Yuanshi spoke, his voice hoarse.

Xuan Du stared at him without saying a word.

He simply took a slow step, ascended the jade steps, and walked step by step toward the palace gate.

The footsteps were very light.

But with each step, the slight sound of footsteps resounded like thunder in Yuanshi's heart.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Xuandu stood before Yuanshi, no more than three zhang apart.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his gaze calmly fixed on the Jade Purity Saint.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

Xuan Du slowly spoke:

"During the Great Tribulation, you laid a trap, joining forces with the Four Saints to besiege and kill me."

"This is the reason."

"Today, this disciple has come to ask for some fruit."

Yuan Shi gritted his teeth:

"Nuwa has perished, and Laozi has surrendered the Kongtong Seal. What more do you want?!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du gently shook his head.

The head-shaking motion was very light, yet it carried an undisguised sarcasm.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, you are mistaken."

"Nuwa's demise was the result of her and her disciples' karma."

"Laozi handing over the Kongtong Seal was a matter of karma between him and his disciple."

"But your primordial karma is not yet resolved."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"And there are also Jieyin and Zhunti."

"Not a single one can escape."

Yuanshi's expression changed again.

He stared intently at Xuandu, his body radiating a wildly flowing Jade Purity Immortal Light, while the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi hovered above his head, humming and trembling.

But he didn't make a move.

Because it is not possible.

Because they dare not.

Because the young man in green robes in front of him already possessed the foundation of a high-grade Chaos Demon God and the cultivation level of the second level of the Primordial Great Luo.

Even at his peak, he might not be a match for him.

Moreover, now that his sacred foundation is damaged and the Pangu Banner is no longer in his possession, what's more, he has no holy foundation.

What do you want?

Yuan Shi gritted his teeth, the sound squeezed out from between them.

Xuan Du smiled slightly.

The smile was faint, yet it conveyed a sense of complete control.

"Two top-grade innate spiritual treasures."

He spoke slowly:

"Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag".

"Southern Flame Flag".

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi's pupils shrank dramatically!

He stared intently at Xuan Du, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror!

The Central Plains Apricot Yellow Banner!

Southern Flame Flag!

That is the second of the Five Primordial Flags!

That was a supreme treasure formed from the essence of the five internal organs when the great god Pangu created the world!

That was the treasure he had always dreamed of but had never been able to collect!

The Central Plains Apricot Yellow Banner was in his hands.

But the Southern Flame Banner is in the hands of my elder brother!

"you......"

The primordial voice was hoarse:

"You knew perfectly well that the Flame Banner was in my elder brother's hands, yet you still came looking for me?!"

Xuan Du nodded slightly:

"Of course I know."

Yuan Shi was stunned.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, at that young face that exuded boundless composure.

Thoughts raced through my mind.

he knows.

He knew that the Flaming Banner was in Laozi's hands.

But he still came.

I still brought it up.

Let Yuanshi think of a solution.

Go ask Lao Tzu.

Go and ask for that flag.

To prevent massive bleeding.

Yuan Shi's face turned ashen.

He finally understood.

Xuan Du did this on purpose.

He deliberately made him beg his father, deliberately made him owe a favor, and deliberately created a rift between him and his father.

But can he refuse?

No.

Because Xuandu said that this is only part of settling the cause and effect.

If he doesn't give it to him, Xuandu still has a backup plan.

What's the next move?

he does not know.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

Yuan Shi took a deep breath, suppressing the humiliation and anger surging within him, and said in a deep voice:

"The Central Plains Apricot Yellow Banner, I'll give it to you."

"A flame-light flag that can leave the ground..."

Xuan Du raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

He smiled slightly, his voice calm:

"This disciple naturally knows that the Flaming Banner is in the hands of Fellow Daoist Laozi."

"I won't make things difficult for you."

"You only need to go to Shouyang Mountain, find Laozi, and get this flag."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"How you want it is your business."

"I will only be responsible for seeing these two magical treasures after I return from Mount Sumeru."

Mount Sumeru!

Yuanshi's pupils suddenly contracted!

He's going to Mount Sumeru!

Go find Jieyin and Zhunti!

He will continue the reckoning!

Yuanshi gazed at Xuandu, at those calm yet profound eyes, at that young face that exuded boundless composure.

A chill suddenly ran through me.

How long is this person going to keep calculating?

Just how many people will be forced to bleed heavily?

To what extent should we push them?

he does not know.

All he knew was that he had no other choice.

"it is good."

Yuan Shi gritted his teeth, uttering each word slowly and deliberately:

"I'll go get it."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's smile deepened.

He bowed slightly, making sure the greeting was complete.

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

"This disciple will now go to Mount Sumeru."

"I hope to see these two magical treasures when I return."

After saying that, he straightened up.

Turn around.

Step out.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished in an instant before the Jade Void Palace.

Only Yuanshi remained standing before the palace gate, his face ashen, his body radiating an ever-shifting, ethereal light.

He gazed at the disappearing figure, and at the gradually closing void.

His hands, clenched tightly within his sleeves, made a cracking sound.

"Xuan Du..."

He muttered under his breath, his voice like the howl of a vengeful ghost:

"You just wait!"

But the voice was full of helplessness.

It was filled with despair.

It's all... I have no choice but to comply.