Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

Xuandu stood before the Reincarnation Seal, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

Thoughts raced through my mind.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

The destiny is determined.

Humanity is awakening.

All of this was part of his plan.

He just didn't expect that Zhen Yuanzi and Styx's path to enlightenment would also be tied to this.

"Your Majesty."

Xuandu spoke:

When were the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors born?

Houtu shook her head:

"Hard to say."

"The will of Heaven is predetermined, and I cannot control it."

"but......"

She paused, her gaze deepening slightly:

"Fuxi has entered the cycle of reincarnation and has been reborn as a human."

"He is the Emperor."

"When he has achieved success in his cultivation and his merits are complete, the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will begin."

Xuan Du nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Fuxi.

Nuwa's brother, a primordial deity, at the peak of Quasi-Saint.

He entered the cycle of reincarnation, was reborn as a human, and became the Holy Emperor of the Human Race.

This is the road he personally pointed out.

The era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors is about to begin.

"Your Majesty."

Xuandu spoke:

"Disciple understands."

"The day when the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors return to their positions and humanity awakens will be the day when Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx attain enlightenment."

Houtu nodded:

"Exactly."

"You need to be prepared beforehand."

"Although the Heavenly Dao can be restrained, there is still the Dao Ancestor Hongjun..."

She paused, her gaze deepening slightly:

"We will not stand idly by."

Xuan Du smiled slightly.

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

"Your Majesty, please rest assured."

"I never fight a battle unprepared."

"If Ancestor Hongjun wishes to take action, this disciple has a way to deal with it."

Houtu looked at him, at those calm yet resolute eyes.

a long time.

She nodded slowly.

"it is good."

"I believe you."

"Go."

"Go do what you're supposed to do."

"I am in the underworld, waiting for your return."

Xuan Du bowed slightly:

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

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

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished in an instant before the Reincarnation Seal.

Houtu stood alone on the Reincarnation Seal, gazing at the vanished figure and the gradually healing void.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu..."

She murmured softly:

"Your departure will cost tens of thousands of yuan."

"Now that I have returned, my cultivation has increased dramatically, and my foundation is solid."

"Even three of the four ferocious beasts have been recruited as disciples."

"How much further do you intend to go?"

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

The light of reincarnation flows and circulates, and the six realms of existence endlessly revolve.

The River of Oblivion still flows on, and the Road to the Underworld still stretches endlessly.

Countless true spirits line up, waiting to enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn.

Jin'ao Island.

Biyou Palace.

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

Xuandu landed before the palace gate and looked up into the depths of the palace.

The figure in green robes remained seated cross-legged on the cloud bed.

His sword intent flowed like water, subtly resonating with the restrictions on the entire Golden Turtle Island.

The Master of Heaven.

"Master."

Xuandu stepped into the palace, stood beneath the cloud bed, and bowed slightly.

Tongtian opened his eyes.

Sword light flickered in those eyes.

He gazed at Xuandu, at those calm yet profound eyes.

"How is the situation in the underworld?"

Xuandu said:

"This disciple has already discussed the matter with the Goddess Houtu."

"Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx River need to prove their Dao before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors return to their positions and humanity is revived."

"At that time, humanity will restrain the way of heaven, and the fruition of the way of earth will be able to descend."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian frowned slightly.

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors?"

"When will that be?"

Xuan Du shook his head:

"This disciple does not know."

"However, Fuxi has already entered the cycle of reincarnation and been reborn as a human."

"He is the Emperor."

"When he has achieved success in his cultivation and his merits are complete, the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will begin."

Tongtian remained silent.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at that young yet composed face.

a long time.

He rose and stood with his hands behind his back before the cloud bed.

I raised my eyes to look beyond the palace gates, and gazed up at the heavens above.

"Xuan Du".

He spoke, his voice calm:

"What are your plans next?"

Xuandu stood beside him, also gazing up at the heavens.

Looking towards the Purple Cloud Palace suspended in the chaos.

I looked toward the gray figure hidden behind the purple aura.

"wait."

He spoke, his voice calm:

"Wait for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to return to their positions."

"Wait for humanity to awaken."

"Wait for the sages of the earth to attain enlightenment."

"Wait for the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods to arrive."

"wait......"

He paused, a slow smile creeping onto his lips:

"The Dao Ancestor Hongjun has personally taken action."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly.

To take action personally?

Hongjun Dao Ancestor?

He gazed at Xuandu, at those calm yet profound eyes.

Thoughts raced through my mind.

What exactly is this kid plotting?

"Are you trying to force Hongjun to take action?"

Tongtian spoke, his voice slightly deep.

Xuan Du shook his head:

"It wasn't the disciple who forced him."

"It's fate, it's forcing him."

"The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods: Four Sages Are Not Enough."

"Nuwa is not enough."

"Even if they all came together, they couldn't shake the Jie Sect."

"If Dao Ancestor Hongjun wanted to advance the Investiture of the Gods, if he wanted to suppress the Jie Sect, if he wanted to uphold the predetermined fate of Heaven..."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"He had no choice but to take action himself."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's pupils contracted slightly.

He took matters into his own hands.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor.

Half a step into the Heavenly Dao, the peak of the Ninth Heaven.

What a terrifying existence that is!

That was a height he had reached, a height he could never attain.

But what Xuan Du said was true.

Four saints are not enough.

Nuwa wasn't enough.

Even if they all came together, they could not shake the Jie Sect.

Because the Jie Sect has the Chaos Bell to suppress the flow of fortune.

With him in charge, he has all the connections in the world.

There is Xuandu.

There is a foundation accumulated over tens of thousands of yuan.

He had four ferocious beasts as his disciples.

He had a Chaos Silver Python as his disciple.

It was founded on the foundation of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Jie Sect.

There is a human race whose destiny serves as a shield.

Even if the Four Sages arrived together, even if Nuwa returned, they would not be able to shake the Jie Sect in the slightest.

If Hongjun wanted to advance the Investiture of the Gods, he would have to take action himself.

"you......"

Tongtian spoke, his voice slightly deep:

"Do you know what it means that Dao Ancestor Hongjun has personally taken action?"

Xuan Du nodded:

"Know."

"This means that the Jie Sect will be facing the strongest being in the primordial world."

"This means that the disciple will face a full-force attack from a half-step Heavenly Dao expert."

"mean......"

He paused, the smile on his lips deepening.

"Life or death."

Tongtian looked at him, at those calm yet resolute eyes.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

This kid clearly knew the consequences.

Yet he remained composed.

It remained calm.

It still felt like talking about a trivial little thing.

"Aren't you afraid?"

A gate leading to the heavens.

Xuan Du gently shook his head:

"I'm not afraid."

"Because I know that I will not lose that battle."

Tongtian was stunned.

Will not lose?

Facing the half-step Heavenly Dao, the peak of the Nine Heavens, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

He said he wouldn't lose?

On what grounds?

"On what grounds?"

Tongtian voiced the question that had been lingering in his mind.

Xuandu gazed at him, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Because this disciple possesses the Chaos Pearl."

"Because this disciple possesses the laws of martial arts."

"Because my disciple has the backing of a top-tier Chaos Demon God."

"I rely on the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect as my foundation."

"I rely on the human race's fortune as my shield."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"Furthermore..."

"This disciple knows that Dao Ancestor Hongjun is not invincible."

"His battle with Yang Mei was extremely taxing."

"He extracted the essence of the Heavenly Dao, enhanced the cultivation of the Four Sages, and accelerated Nuwa's resurrection."

"One-tenth of the Heavenly Dao's origin has been consumed."

"His strength has been reduced by 10%."

A thunderous laugh, so loud and clear, shook the palace.

"good!"

"good!"

"With your words, I am relieved!"