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The Taotie landed beside the Heavenly Stele, standing with its claws on its back.

It lowered its eyes and looked at the nine figures.

A light flickered in his blood-red eyes.

"My nine fellow Daoists, how have you been?"

The sound subsided, like muffled thunder rolling.

The pupils of all nine people contracted slightly.

Fuxi shuddered.

Shennong's expression changed drastically.

Xuanyuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Suirenshi's beard and hair were all standing on end.

Youchao's eyes were wide open.

The black-clad man's white light surged.

Shaohao, Zhuanxu, and Diku all took a half step back.

Taotie?

The leader of the Four Fiendish Beasts?

Nine Heavens of the Primordial Golden Immortal?

How did it get here?

Why did Master summon it out?

Fuxi took a deep breath, suppressing the surging horror in his heart.

He raised his eyes and looked towards Xuandu.

"Master, you..."

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm.

"The Taotie will accompany you."

"With it here, can we be confident in besieging and killing Yuanshi?"

The sound fell like a thunderclap.

The nine people were stunned.

Immediately, his expression changed drastically.

It's not fear.

It was ecstasy.

It was excitement.

It was an unbelievable shock.

Taotie?

Early stage of the Nine Heavens?

Should we go with them?

To surround and kill Yuanshi?

Fuxi's eyes were slightly red.

Seeing this, Xuandu continued:

"The Primordial Seven Heavens, the Gluttonous Nine Heavens."

"Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, he is only at the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm in terms of combat strength."

"The Taotie beast alone is enough to suppress him."

"Besides, there are nine of you assisting us?"

"The siege of Yuanshi is complete."

Suirenshi wept bitterly.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Master is wise!"

"With Taotie around, Yuanshi is doomed!"

"The Chan Sect will never rise again!"

The other eight people knelt down.

"Master is wise!"

"Master is wise!"

"Master is wise!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

Xuandu gazed at the nine kneeling figures, at their excited yet devout faces.

The smile on his lips deepened even further.

He raised his hand and gently brushed it away.

A gentle force lifted the nine people up.

Get up.

"No need for such formalities."

The nine people rose and stood beneath the Heavenly Stele.

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure in green.

In those eyes, there was gratitude, admiration, and above all, unwavering loyalty that would never change for billions of dollars.

Fuxi turned his head and looked at Taotie.

He bowed slightly, giving a full salute.

"Senior Taotie, we are grateful for your help in this siege of Yuanshi."

Taotie stared at him, its blood-red eyes flashing.

"No need for such formalities."

"I am acting on my master's orders to assist you."

"If you must thank someone, thank your master."

Fuxi nodded.

"This disciple will naturally thank my master."

"I should also thank my senior."

The Taotie stopped speaking and simply stood aside with its claws behind its back.

His bloodshot eyes were calm as still water.

But beneath that calm lay a long-suppressed fighting spirit.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

It is a gluttonous beast, born in chaos and growing in chaos.

It devoured countless living beings and refined countless sources of essence.

Even saints have swallowed it.

Even the will of Heaven could not withstand it.

However, since it joined the Jie Sect, it has been cultivating in the Chaos Pearl.

Solidify the foundation, accumulate resources, and await divine recognition.

He never made a move, never fought, never stretched his muscles.

Now, the master has finally made it take action.

And with a single move, they surrounded and killed even the Heavenly Saint.

The Taotie slowly grinned, revealing its gleaming white fangs.

On those fangs, innate Dao patterns flowed endlessly.

The power of devouring surged like a tidal wave.

"The Beginning".

It spoke in a low voice, as cold as ancient ice.

"Seventh Heaven?"

"I'd like to see how many moves you can last."

As the sound faded, chaotic energy surged.

Fuxi stood to one side, sensing the surging ferocious aura surrounding Taotie.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

Nine Heavens.

This is the oppressive power of the Nine Heavens.

Even without deliberately releasing it, it still made this second-level human saint tremble in his mind.

If Taotie were to make a move, Yuanshi would undoubtedly be defeated.

"Gentlemen."

Fuxi spoke, his voice calm.

"Since Master has given the order, we will obey."

"Set off immediately to lie low outside the Kunlun Mountains."

"Once the battle between Chaoge and Xiqi begins, we will immediately surround and kill Yuanshi."

All eight people nodded in unison.

"Yes, sir!"

As soon as the voice fell, nine figures soared into the air.

Nine colors of light shone brightly, reflecting each other.

Fuxi's blue light, Shennong's yellow light, and Xuanyuan's red light.

The golden light of Suirenshi, the dark light of Youchaoshi, and the plain light of Ziyishi.

The azure light of Shaohao, the purple light of Zhuanxu, and the white light of Diku.

Nine sages of humanity, nine rays of light.

It resonated with the crimson-gold light of the Martial Arts Heavenly Stele and echoed the sound of the waves on the shore of the East China Sea.

Taotie stood beside the Heavenly Stele, gazing at the nine figures soaring into the sky.

A light flickered in his blood-red eyes.

It didn't move.

Because it is waiting.

Waiting for Master's instructions.

Wait until those nine people are far away.

Wait for the right moment for it to make its move.

Xuandu gazed at the nine departing figures, at their resolute yet determined faces.

His gaze was calm as still water.

"Taotie"

The two words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

Taotie bowed.

"Disciple is here."

Xuandu stared at it, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"You will be the main force in this siege of Yuanshi."

"Nine revered saints of humanity serve as assistants."

"Success is the only option; failure is not an option."

"If Yuanshi dies, the Chan Sect will be leaderless."

"The calamity of the Investiture of the Gods will then be free of a major variable."

"With the arrival of the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect, a major threat will be eliminated."

Do you understand?

Taotie knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Disciple understands!"

"Rest assured, Master, your disciple will do his utmost."

"As long as the Primordial Beginning lives, his disciples will not return!"

The sound shook the East China Sea, and the waves surged backward.

Xuan Du nodded.

"Go."

After those two words, nothing more was said.

Taotie got up.

Its massive body slowly turned, facing the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

His bloodshot eyes blazed with murderous intent.

It took a step.

The void rippled silently.

The dark figure vanished in an instant beside the Heavenly Stele.

Heading towards Kunlun Mountain, towards the ancestral home of the Chan sect.

They sped away.

Xuandu stood alone atop the Heavenly Stele, gazing at the vanished figure.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

That smile was cold, like ancient ice.

The beginning of time.

You sent Jiang Ziya to assist Zhou, and Shen Gongbao to aid Zhou.

You thought you had everything under control.

You thought you had the victory in the Investiture of the Gods.

You thought that all the immortals of the Jie Sect would definitely be on the list.

But you forgot.

You have the Chan Sect, I have the Jie Sect.

You have the Twelve Golden Immortals, I have the Four Ferocious Beasts.

You have the blessing of Heaven, I have the Primordial Dao.

You have Hongjun Daozu, I have Xuandu.

Today, I have dispatched nine sages of humanity to surround and kill you.

Tomorrow, I will have all the immortals of the Jie Sect send all the disciples of the Chan Sect to the Investiture of the Gods.

You wait.

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

Beneath the monument, silence returned.