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Xuandu fell into deep thought.

The system said "join the Jie Sect", not "become an apprentice".

Within the Jie Sect, there is a sect leader, a deputy sect leader, Dharma protectors, and disciples.

If Yang Mei were to come, she could serve as a protector.

It is ranked alongside Kunpeng, Fuxi, and Styx.

They do not formally become disciples, do not perform the proper rituals, and are not bound by the sect's rules.

All you need to do is nominally join the Jie Sect.

Xuan Du's mind raced with thoughts.

Even so, it is still difficult.

Why would someone like Yang Mei care about the empty title of a protector of the Jie Sect?

If he wanted to join the religion, he would have joined when he preached at Zixiao Palace back then.

Why wait until today?

unless......

Xuan Du's gaze sharpened.

Unless he wants something from me.

What does Yang Mei seek?

To settle the karmic debt with Hongjun.

Although he was not the one who did the underground tunnel incident, Hongjun believed it was him.

The two had already fought once, and the result was a draw.

But the cause and effect were not yet resolved.

If Yang Mei wants to completely resolve her karmic ties with Hongjun, she needs to borrow his help.

Whose help should we borrow?

The way of Heaven is unreliable, the way of Earth has just awakened, and the way of Humanity is not yet complete.

In the primordial world, the only sect that could rival Hongjun was the Jie Sect.

It has the Chaos Bell to suppress its fortune, Tongtian to oversee it, Xuandu to protect it, and the foundation accumulated by tens of thousands of yuan.

The Jie Sect has become the largest power in the prehistoric world.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun dared not underestimate him.

If Yang Mei wanted to leverage his strength, the Jie Sect was the best choice.

For Xuandu, this was the best bargaining chip if he wanted to invite Yang Mei to join the sect.

Thinking of this, Xuan Du slowly smiled.

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

Not urgent.

The matter of Yang Mei should be discussed in detail.

Let's take a look at the system first.

With a thought, he probed the light screen with his divine sense.

The voice rang out again:

[Current progress: Inviting Chaos Gods and Demons (0/1)]

[Reward: Eliminate real-time effects.]

[Note: The Chaos God/Demon must be one of the three thousand Chaos Gods/Demons born before the creation of the world, and their cultivation level must be no lower than the ninth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal.]

Xuan Du's gaze narrowed slightly.

Nine Heavens.

That's the level Yang Mei is at.

This is also the level at which Taotie resides.

Taotie, the leader of the four ferocious beasts, is at the early stage of the ninth level of the Primordial Great Luo Heaven.

Is it considered a chaotic god or demon?

Doesn't count.

Taotie was born during the Great Calamity of Ferocious Beasts. Although powerful, it was not a chaotic god or demon from before the creation of heaven and earth.

It is merely a chaotic being.

It belongs to the same category as the Chaos Silver Python and the Chaos Giant Whale.

Although his cultivation level is high and his foundation is solid, he is still a level below his level in terms of cultivation.

What the system wants are true chaotic gods and demons.

She is someone like Yang Mei.

It is that ancient being that sleeps deep in chaos, and will never awaken for billions of years.

Xuan Du took a deep breath.

difficult.

It is really difficult.

No matter how difficult it is, we must do it.

Because eliminating real-time effects is extremely important.

It was important enough that he would do anything to achieve it.

Xuan Du regained his composure and stood with his hands behind his back in the cave.

Her green robe fluttered slightly, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

He raised his eyes and looked outside the cave.

Above Jin'ao Island, the golden light of fortune shone like the sea, and the Chaos Bell hung in the center, its body radiating light.

The myriad immortals of the Jie Sect each occupy their own positions and cultivate their own paths.

Duobao, Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, Wudang, Guiling, Jinling.

There are dozens of Primordial Golden Immortals and countless Daluo Golden Immortals.

This is his foundation.

That's his confidence.

With such a foundation, even if the Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself came, he would dare to fight.

But that's not enough.

Far from enough.

The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods has not yet begun.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had not yet been born.

The true sage has not yet returned to his rightful place.

Humanity has not yet awakened.

Everything is in the making.

The day the storm arrives will be the day the primordial order is reshaped.

At that time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun will take action.

At that time, the four saints will all be present.

At that time, Nuwa will return.

At that time, the Jie Sect will face an unprecedented calamity.

He must eliminate the drawbacks of real-time effects before that happens.

Before that, we must invite a chaotic god or demon to join the Jie Sect.

I must ensure that I have no worries before then.

However, Xuan Du then sighed.

But where is Yang Mei now?

He recalled the figure in the green robe standing with his hands behind his back in the chaos just now, his voice ancient and clear.

"You don't need to hide, I know you're nearby."

"The secret affair was your doing."

"You don't need to deny it, because I've already calculated it."

Xuan Du took a deep breath.

Yang Mei guessed everything.

The underground passage was restored, the Earth Book was returned to its place, and Houtu was freed from his predicament.

All of this was done by him using Yang Mei's name.

The wisp of chaotic energy remaining at Wuzhuang Temple led Hongjun to believe that Yang Mei had returned.

This made Hongjun think that his old rival had made a move, thus ruining his plan.

Let Hongjun and Yangmei fight each other in the depths of chaos.

Both sides suffer.

Now that Yang Mei knows the truth, what will happen?

Will you get angry?

Will you make a move?

Xuan Du didn't know.

All he knew was that Yang Mei hadn't made a move.

After saying those words, the figure in the green robe turned and left.

It disappeared into the depths of chaos, leaving no trace.

"Where is Yang Mei's sacred temple?"

Xuan Du muttered to himself.

He suddenly realized that he had forgotten to ask a crucial question.

The chaos is vast and boundless.

If Yang Mei were to hide among them, even Hongjun would not be able to find him.

Let alone myself?

Moreover, Yang Mei now knows the truth.

Will he stay near the prehistoric wilderness?

will not.

Certainly not.

Although the figure in the green robe did not make a move, he may well have harbored some resentment.

They used his name to make him take the blame and make him fight against Hongjun.

Such causes and effects cannot be dismissed in just a few words.

Yang Mei's lack of outburst on the spot demonstrates her exceptional composure.

If we meet again, it remains to be seen whether we will be enemies or friends.

"Disaster."

Xuan Du gently shook his head.

Inviting Yang Mei to join the Jie Sect is probably not an option.

Who else is there?

The three thousand chaotic demon gods existed before the creation of heaven and earth.

When the world was created, Pangu's axe swept across the chaos, and most of the three thousand demon gods perished in that calamity.

Very few survived.

Yang Mei is one of them.

Who else?

Xuan Du frowned, then his gaze suddenly sharpened.

He remembered someone.

Rahu.

Demon Ancestor Rahu.

During the Dragon-Han Great Tribulation, he was an unparalleled being who vied with Hongjun for the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth.

The first master of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

In the past, during the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic Path, the Four Saints joined forces to defeat the Immortal Executioner.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor perished, the Qian-Kun Ancestor perished, and Yang Mei, severely injured, fled into chaos.

Rahu self-destructed, leaving no trace of his body.

But is he really dead?

Even Xuan Du doesn't believe it.

How could such a person perish so easily?

Rahu was born from a chaotic demon god and was of the same generation as Yang Mei and Hongjun.

The progenitor of demonic arts, the master of slaughter.

With the Four Swords of Zhuxian in hand, none but the Four Saints can break through.

If it weren't for Hongjun's design back then, using the three saints Yin Yang, Qiankun, and Yangmei as bait to deplete Rahu's essence.

The outcome of that battle was unpredictable.

Rahu self-destructed, his true spirit dissipated, and his sacred body shattered.

But he is the Chaos Demon God.

The Chaos Demon God, whose true spirit resides in chaos, is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao.

Even if one dies and one's spirit dissipates, as long as chaos remains, the true spirit will one day reunite.

How many eons have passed since the battle between the Dao and the Demonic Path?

If Rahu is truly not dead, where is he now?

Xuan Du's eyes brightened slightly.

He remembered a place.

The west.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru.

The battlefield where the Dao and the Demon fought back then.

The place where Rahu self-destructed.

The aura of the origin of demonic cultivation still lingers there.

The reason why Jieyin and Zhunti were able to establish themselves in the West was that they borrowed the remaining demonic origins and transformed them into Buddhist light to save sentient beings.

But is that demonic origin really just a remnant?

Or is it...?

Is Rahu's true spirit sleeping within it?