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

a long time.

Shen Ni spoke slowly, his voice low and deep:

"Then tell me, what should we do?"

"I cannot let those four traitors go to waste."

"I cannot raise that gluttonous beast for nothing."

"I cannot let the hard work of those hundreds of millions of yuan go to waste."

Hongjun looked at him, his eyes flickering slightly.

He pondered for a moment.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"wait."

The word fell like a morning bell or evening drum.

Shen Ni frowned slightly:

"What are you waiting for?"

Hongjun said:

"Wait for the Investiture of the Gods to begin."

"An equal calamity will descend."

"At that time, all the immortals of the Jie Sect will be listed, their fortune will be greatly damaged, and their foundation will be shaken."

"Even a dozen saints couldn't protect all the disciples."

"Then you can make your move."

"Kill the four ferocious beasts, kill Xuandu."

"I won't stop you."

"Even Heaven won't stop you."

"how?"

The gods remained silent.

He gazed at Hongjun, at that ancient yet serene face.

Thoughts raced through my mind.

Waiting for the Investiture of the Gods to begin?

Is an immeasurable calamity about to descend?

Is the fortune of the Jie Sect greatly damaged?

How long will it take?

A thousand years? Ten thousand years? Or tens of thousands of years?

he does not know.

But he knew in his heart that what Hongjun said was true.

If he were to attack now, he would be no match for Hongjun.

Even if they were lucky enough to stumble into the primordial world, they still wouldn't be able to kill the four ferocious beasts.

Because the Jie Sect has more than a dozen saints.

Because he was all alone.

Because he is no match for him.

"it is good."

Shen Ni spoke, his voice calm.

"I'll be waiting for you."

"Wait for the Investiture of the Gods to begin, wait for the Great Calamity to descend."

"If you stop me again then..."

"I will fight you to the death."

The sound fell like an ancient, frozen ice.

Hongjun nodded.

It's a deal.

The four words fell, and a great weight was lifted from my shoulders.

The two saints stood facing each other, no longer making a move.

The surging chaotic energy gradually subsided.

The raging chaotic winds gradually subsided.

The shattered void slowly healed.

Everything returned to calm.

Thousands of miles away.

Deep in the void.

Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back amidst the chaotic energy, his green robes fluttering slightly, and his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He gazed at the two figures who had ceased their attacks, and at the gradually subsiding battle.

The smile on his lips froze slightly.

We're not playing anymore?

That's it?

He had thought that the two saints would fight to the death.

He thought he could reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

He thought the opportunity was right in front of him.

But Hongjun and Shenni stopped.

I'm not playing anymore.

The talks have begun.

Xuan Du gently shook his head.

"Dao Ancestor, you are indeed shrewd."

He spoke in a low voice, which drifted into the chaos.

If you can't beat them, then talk.

If we can't reach an agreement, then we'll wait.

"Wait until the Investiture of the Gods begins, wait until the Great Calamity descends."

"Wait until the fortunes of the Jie Sect are greatly diminished, and until the disciples are isolated and helpless."

"At that time, we will let Shen Ni take action again."

"Using someone else to do the dirty work."

"A clever plan."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"But have you forgotten, sir?"

"Even saints are listed on the Investiture of the Gods."

"Throughout the ages, each will rely on their own abilities."

"If you can wait, your disciple can wait too."

"You have a backup plan, and so do I."

"If Shenni wants to kill me, then I will accept the consequences."

"But before that..."

The smile on his lips returned.

"Your disciple will let you know."

"What does 'the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind' mean?"

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

Xuandu closed his eyes.

I won't look at it anymore.

It simply stood quietly in the chaos.

He used the Chaos Pearl to conceal his aura.

and so on.

After Hongjun left.

Wait until the god departs.

Wait for the right moment for him to make his move.

In the midst of chaos.

Hongjun gazed at Shenni and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"You shall return to the depths of chaos."

"Once the Investiture of the Gods begins, I will personally send you a message."

"At that time, you will step into the primordial world again."

"Kill the person you want to kill, avenge the grudge you want to avenge."

"I won't stop you."

Shen Ni nodded.

"it is good."

"I'll be waiting for you."

"Don't keep us waiting too long."

Hongjun gently shook his head:

"It won't be long."

"The investiture of the gods is imminent, and will take place in the coming days."

Shen Ni nodded.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The enormous, pitch-black figure slowly disappeared into the depths of chaos.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

Hongjun stood alone in the chaos, gazing at the vanished figure.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"God's Rebellion".

He spoke in a low voice:

Don't blame me.

"I am also acting in accordance with the will of Heaven."

"For the sake of destiny."

"For the sake of becoming a god."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around.

Step out.

The void rippled silently.

The gray figure slowly disappeared into the chaos.

Towards the primordial wilderness, towards the Purple Cloud Palace.

They sped away.

Thousands of miles away.

Deep in the void.

Xuan Du opened his eyes.

A faint glimmer of light flashed deep within those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

gone.

Hongjun is gone.

Shen Ni has also left.

all gone.

He was left alone, standing in the chaos.

Only the lingering aftershocks remained, rising and falling like the tide.

Only the eternal, unchanging stillness remains.

Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robes fluttering slightly.

He gazed in the direction Hongjun had left, and in the direction Shenni had left.

silence.

a long time.

He spoke slowly:

"Dao Ancestor, what did you discuss with Shen Ni?"

"Should we make him wait until the Investiture of the Gods begins?"

"Should we let him wait for the great calamity to arrive?"

"Should we let him make his move then?"

"Kill your disciple?"

He shook his head slightly, a hint of mockery in the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You've certainly made a good plan, old man."

"Those who use the sword of the god to kill their disciples."

"Using the King of Ferocious Beasts to destroy the foundation of the Jie Sect."

"Borrowing the power of the great calamity to suppress the predetermined fate of Heaven."

"But have you forgotten, sir?"

"A disciple never fights a battle unprepared."

"Shennie is coming; your disciple will receive him."

"But before that..."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly:

"I will let him know."

"What does it mean to come and never return?"

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

Xuandu turned around.

Step out.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished into the chaos in an instant.

Towards the primordial wilderness, towards Jin'ao Island.

They sped away.

Jin'ao Island.

Lingyun Peak.

Deep within the cave.

Taotie and Chaos lingered in the cave, their blood-red eyes filled with anxiety.

They waited a long time.

It has been a long time since Master left.

Each breath felt as long as an entire century.

Every moment felt like an agonizing catastrophe.

"chaos."

The Taotie opened its mouth, its voice deep and resonant:

"Do you think Master can win?"

Chaos and silence.

a long time.

It slowly opened its mouth:

"have no idea."

"But I know that Master never does anything without being sure of success."

"Since he dared to go alone, he must be confident of victory."

"We just need to wait."

"Wait for his return."

Taotie nodded and said nothing more.

The two beasts stood inside the cave, their blood-red eyes gazing outwards.

and so on.

Waiting for that figure in green.

Waiting for that familiar scent.

Waiting for that reassuring sound.

at last.

"Buzz".

The void rippled silently.

A figure in green robes slowly emerged from the ripples.

Xuandu landed in the cave, standing with his hands behind his back.

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

Those eyes, calm as an ancient well, were quietly watching the two beasts.

Taotie shuddered.

Chaos shuddered.