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Hongjun pondered, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

He suddenly remembered what had just happened.

I recall that figure in green robes standing on the edge of the primordial wilderness.

I recall that chaotic wall of light that blocked all escape routes.

I recall Tongtian, who protected the primordial world with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

He thought of that junior whom he had never taken seriously.

Xuandu.

The thought resurfaced.

But this time, he didn't suppress it immediately.

Instead, they pondered it carefully.

Xuandu, after a hundred years of attaining enlightenment, and a hundred years of reaching the second level of heaven, is now at the third level of heaven.

The origin of a superior Chaos Demon God.

The Primordial Golden Immortal.

They are walking a path that transcends the laws of nature.

Not restricted by the status of a saint.

It is not bound by the predetermined fate of Heaven.

This child is indeed extraordinary.

But could he hide it from his own senses?

Can it refine the Earth Book?

How could they have orchestrated such a grand scheme?

Hongjun frowned slightly.

He recalled the scene when Xuandu returned the Qiankun Cauldron.

The colossal Xuanhuang cauldron hovered in Xuandu's palm, with chaotic energy flowing around its body, and the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars rotating, while the patterns of mountains and rivers were clearly visible.

In good condition.

There was nothing unusual about it.

But if there are no abnormalities, how can the Earth Book be refined?

Without the Qiankun Cauldron, who could refine the Earth Book?

Without the Qiankun Cauldron, who could repair the underground passage?

Hongjun's gaze narrowed slightly.

He suddenly remembered a detail.

When Xuandu returned the Qiankun Cauldron, he asked, "Why not refine the merits of mending the heavens?"

Xuan Du replied, "I have other plans."

I have other plans.

Four words silenced all his questions.

He didn't pay attention at the time.

Looking back now, those four words were far too perfunctory.

The perfunctory response was just right.

It answered the question without revealing any information.

Is this kid really just saying it offhand?

Hongjun took a deep breath, suppressing the surging thoughts in his heart.

He looked up and gazed at Yang Mei.

"Yang Mei".

He spoke, his voice calm: "Let's leave today's matter alone for now."

"I'll settle accounts with you after I find out the truth about the tunnel."

Yang Mei smiled slightly upon hearing this.

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

"good."

He nodded: "I'll wait for you."

"Once you uncover the truth, you'll know that I, Yang Mei, never lie."

Hongjun did not respond.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The gray figure vanished into the depths of chaos in an instant.

Yang Mei stood alone in the void, gazing at the vanished figure and the gradually healing chaos.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

He just realized it.

When Hongjun mentioned the phrase "other plans," there was a barely perceptible pause.

The pause was so brief that it would have been completely unnoticed unless his cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level.

But Yang Mei sensed it.

He understood.

Hongjun was suspicious.

To suspect someone.

Someone he had never taken seriously.

A slow smile crept onto Yang Mei's lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a hint of amusement.

"interesting."

He murmured softly, his voice barely audible: "Who on earth possesses such abilities?"

"It can make Hongjun suffer, and it can also make me take the blame."

"This person is extraordinary."

He paused, then looked up towards the direction of the primordial wilderness.

Looking towards the shores of the East China Sea.

Looking towards that Martial Arts Heavenly Stele.

Looking towards the chaotic light gate hanging beneath the monument.

A hint of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

"Xuan Du?"

He whispered the name.

Then, he gently shook his head.

"No rush."

"I'll go see you again once I've recovered from my injuries."

The sound faded.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The figure in the green robe slowly disappeared into the depths of chaos.

On the edge of the primordial wilderness.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation still stands majestically, its sword light flowing, protecting all living beings.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back in the sword formation, watching the battle gradually subside in the depths of chaos, his eyes calm as still water.

He sensed it.

Hongjun is gone.

Yang Mei left too.

The two fought this match, but ultimately neither could gain the upper hand.

Or rather, it's impossible to determine a winner or loser.

Tongtian's lips slowly curled into a smile.

The smile was faint, yet it carried an undisguised joy.

He raised his hand.

Four sword lights flew back from the void and landed in his palm.

Zhu Xian, Lu Xian, Xian Xian, Jue Xian.

The four swords returned to their places, their sword intent awe-inspiring.

Tongtian turned around and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished in an instant at the edge of the primordial wilderness.

Jin'ao Island.

Biyou Palace.

Purple clouds swirl around, and green jade carpets the ground.

Xuan Du sat cross-legged beneath the cloud bed, his aura as restrained as an abyss.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the outside of the palace gate.

The gray figure had already returned to Zixiao Palace.

The figure in the green robe had already entered the depths of chaos.

Everything returned to calm.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

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

It became.

Hongjun and Yangmei fought a battle.

The match was a draw.

Each had their own thoughts.

Hongjun began to have doubts.

They suspected him of being a shaman.

But so what?

Doubts aside.

No evidence.

Even the Dao Ancestor could not punish him without evidence.

Moreover, he handled the matter of authenticity flawlessly.

The Chaos Pearl conceals the secrets of heaven, and Yang Mei takes the blame.

Even if Hongjun himself were to deduce it, he could not deduce the slightest thing.

Unless Yang Mei admits it herself.

But will Yang Mei admit it?

will not.

Because he had no idea.

Xuan Du sat cross-legged beneath the cloud bed, his gaze slightly lowered, his mind churning with thoughts.

Even if Hongjun knew that he was the one who did it, so what?

The tunnel has been restored.

Houtu Niangniang is no longer confined to the underworld.

The shackles of that multi-million dollar club have been completely broken.

Houtu is now at the peak of the ninth level of the Earthly Saint realm.

It is an existence that can rival Hongjun.

He is the supreme being who governs reincarnation and reigns over the Nine Netherworlds.

If it really comes to the point of completely tearing off the mask...

He, Xuandu, simply hid in the underworld.

How could the Goddess Houtu not protect him?

How could the tunnel not protect him?

Moreover, he also possessed the Blood God Child technique, which was fed back by Styx after he joined the Jie Sect.

The 480 million Blood God Child incarnations are scattered throughout the depths of the Blood Sea and the Netherworld.

Even if he dies and his true spirit dissipates, he can be reborn in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Immortal and indestructible.

That's his confidence.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

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

Hongjun Daozu, a half-step Heavenly Dao, rules over the primordial world.

But Xuan Du is no longer the junior who could be easily manipulated.

A century of cultivation, reaching the third level of the Primordial Great Luo Heaven.

The origin of a superior Chaos Demon God.

With the Chaos Pearl in hand, the Chaos Bell will suppress the sect.

He was blessed with the fortune of the human race and protected by the fortune of the Jie Sect.

Houtu served as a shield, the Styx River as a spear, and Zhen Yuanzi as an ally.

When the earth is complete, humanity will awaken.

Even Hongjun would have to think twice before he dared to touch him.

Moreover, Hongjun is currently preoccupied with his own problems.

Yang Mei's return is his biggest worry.

The conflict between peers has not yet resolved its karmic consequences.

The details of the underground passage have not yet been fully investigated.

The calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is imminent.

Hongjun didn't have the time to deal with a mere Xuandu like him.