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Before Biyou Palace, celestial mist swirls.

Xuandu stood outside the palace gate, his heart slightly trembling at the words "the Dao Ancestor has personally arrived."

The great calamity of the Lich King is approaching, and the secrets of heaven are shrouded in mystery.

Why have you suddenly arrived at Jin'ao Island?

He forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions and regained his composure.

Since the Dao Ancestor himself has come, let alone a disciple like him, even his master, the Tongtian Sect Master, must greet him with respect and wait patiently.

"I see."

Xuan Du nodded slightly and said no more.

He silently stepped aside and stood quietly with Jin Guangxian and Pilu Xian, waiting.

His aura was restrained, as if he were an ordinary person, seemingly blending into the surrounding clouds and mist.

Time passed slowly in silence.

The gates of Biyou Palace remained tightly shut, and no sound could be heard from inside.

When the Taoist Ancestor converses with the Sage, his words become law, forming a natural barrier that cannot be seen by outsiders.

Xuan Du lowered his gaze, his mind racing.

Is the Dao Ancestor's arrival related to the war between the Lich King and the Demon King?

Is it related to the calamity of humanity?

Or is it related to... his extraordinary Hunyuan Golden Immortal status?

He doesn't know.

Although the Primordial Golden Immortal transcends the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, it forms its own laws.

But before a supreme being like the Dao Ancestor, whose body is in harmony with the Dao, he is still like a drop in the ocean.

Just as Xuandu's emotions were beginning to stir.

"Buzz!"

The gates of Biyou Palace ahead opened silently, leaving a crack.

An indescribable Daoist aura emanated from within the gate.

Immediately afterwards, the clear and calm voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader emanated from within, resounding clearly in Xuandu's ears:

"Xuan Du, come in."

Upon hearing this, Xuandu dared not hesitate.

He nodded slightly to his two junior brothers beside him, then took a step forward, his figure already passing through the palace gate and entering Biyou Palace.

The palace remains unchanged.

A cloud-like bed and jade throne, a green-duckweed sword hanging in the air, and the array of ten thousand immortals appearing and disappearing.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat upright on the cloud bed, his sword energy contained, his face calm and expressionless.

however.

Xuan Du glanced at the scene and felt a slight chill run down his spine.

There was no trace of the Dao Ancestor inside the palace.

Only the faint lingering echoes of the Heavenly Dao proved that an unparalleled being had indeed descended just now.

Hongjun Daozu has already departed.

Xuan Du suppressed his doubts, quickly stepped forward, and bowed respectfully:

"Disciple Xuandu greets Master."

The Tongtian Sect Leader lowered his gaze to Xuandu, a subtle, complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Why did you return in such a hurry?"

His voice was calm, yet carried a subtle hint of solemnity.

Xuan Du straightened up, not daring to delay, and immediately spoke:

"Reporting to Master, on my journey to the shores of the East Sea, I witnessed the rampage of the demon race, their slaughter of humans, and the suffering of hundreds of millions of my compatriots."

He spoke in a deep voice, briefly explaining that he had slaughtered the ghost chariot in the valley, killed it, and purged the demon race on the shores of the East Sea.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze resolute:

"This disciple humbly begs Master's permission to guide the primordial human race into our Jie Sect!"

"Not everyone needs to obtain the true teachings; even those who are merely outer disciples or nominal disciples can be protected by the Jie Sect's fortune and have a glimmer of hope!"

"In this way, we can both avert the annihilation of humanity and enhance the prestige of our Jie Sect. Our destinies are intertwined, complementing each other!"

However, the words were cut short.

The Tongtian Sect Leader did not respond immediately.

He gazed silently at Xuandu, the complex emotions in his eyes deepening.

A brief silence fell over Biyou Palace.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Du felt a sense of foreboding.

really.

After a moment, the Master of Heaven spoke slowly, his voice carrying an indescribable meaning:

"Your purpose for coming has already been explained by the teacher."

!!!

Xuan Du's heart trembled violently!

The Dao Ancestor...had already foreseen that he would come for this matter?

The Master of Heaven continued, his tone calm:

"The teacher said that the Lich War is a predetermined fate, and that the human race is destined to face this calamity, but will also rise up after it."

"This is the turning of destiny by Heaven, and sages should not interfere or disrupt the will of Heaven."

He looked at Xuandu, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Therefore, I shall not accept any more human disciples before the end of the Lich War."

Upon hearing this, Xuandu stood frozen in place.

The Dao Ancestor personally issued a decree to prevent the human race from joining the Jie Sect.

Why?

Is it simply fate? Is humanity destined to endure this calamity?

Because of the word "destiny," are billions upon billions of humans destined to be forged into the Witch-Slaying Sword?

Xuan Du unconsciously clenched his fists in his sleeves.

But then he paused, taken aback.

He noticed his master's words: "Sages cannot be interfered with."

Moreover, what business is it of my master that he cannot accept human disciples?

The Tongtian Sect Leader looked at the silent Xuandu, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

To remain calm under such circumstances shows that this child has an extraordinary temperament.

He shifted his tone slightly, a hint of something indescribable creeping into his voice:

"The doctrine of the Intercepting Sect is to seize a sliver of hope."

"If you, in your personal capacity, were to offer protection and secure a glimmer of hope for humanity..."

The Master of Heaven did not finish speaking.

But Xuan Du already understood!

In an instant, his mind cleared up!

Yes!

The Daoist patriarch's decree was to restrain the Jie Sect, and to be the sage master.

Not him, Xuan Du, personally!

Although he was a direct disciple of the Jie Sect, he was also Xuandu of the human race!

He accepted disciples and taught the Dharma in his personal capacity, and protected his clansmen. This did not violate the Daoist patriarch's divine decree that "no sect should provide large-scale protection!"

This is the crack left by the Dao Ancestor under that cold destiny!

This is the glimmer of hope that the Jie Sect is seeking!

"Disciple understands!"

Xuan Du nodded heavily, his eyes regaining their light.

He bowed deeply to the Master of Heaven:

"Thank you for your guidance, Master!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader nodded slightly, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his face.

"Since you understand, then go."

"You can decide for yourself what to do."

"Yes! This disciple takes his leave!"

Xuandu no longer hesitated, bowed again, and strode away.

Their steps were firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Watching Xuandu's figure disappear outside the palace gates.

The Master of Heaven withdrew his gaze and landed on the lingering aura of the Heavenly Dao in the void, which had not yet completely dissipated, and murmured to himself:

"Teacher...you descended in person, revealing a divine decree, yet you left behind this ambiguous situation..."

"Are you trying to stop it, or are you... tacitly approving it?"

His whispers faded into the empty hall, unanswered.

......

Xuandu walked out of Biyou Palace, without saying much to Jin Guangxian and Pilu Xian, only giving a slight bow.

Then his figure transformed into a streak of azure light, soaring into the sky and speeding towards the coast of the East China Sea.

We must get back as soon as possible!

The Daoist Ancestor has issued his decree, and the Demon Court is about to take action.

He has to race against time!

As he traversed the void, Xuan Du's eyes sharpened.

Since it is not possible to provide large-scale protection in the name of the Jie Sect.

He then accepted disciples in his personal capacity and taught them the Daoist teachings of the Jie Sect.

These disciples were nominally his disciples, Xuandu's disciples, and also second-generation disciples of the Jie Sect!

If the Demon Court dares to slaughter again, it will no longer target the helpless and weak human race.

Instead, it was a provocation against the Jie Sect!

It's also indirectly slapping the face of our revered master!

This is an open conspiracy!

Even the Dao Ancestor couldn't say anything.

After all, seizing a sliver of hope is the core doctrine of the Jie Sect!

His actions were precisely to seize that faint glimmer of hope for the human race in a situation where certain death was inevitable!

"Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi... if you know what's good for you, you should stop now."

"If one insists on acting recklessly..."