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

Xuandu stood in the void, his green robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders, his gaze as calm as an ancient well.

There was no fear, no anger, no panic at that moment.

There is only one kind of all-encompassing understanding.

"The Dao Ancestor".

He spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the surging power of the Heavenly Dao and reached Hongjun's ears.

"Do you really think that your disciple couldn't have foreseen this?"

As soon as the words fell, Hongjun paused.

Those indifferent eyes, gazing from the depths of the gray-white light, carried a faint hint of doubt.

Xuan Du gently raised his hand, the Chaos Pearl hovering in his palm, and forty-nine restrictions lit up simultaneously.

"Chaos Pearl, rise."

As the three words fell, the Chaos Pearl suddenly enlarged.

The chaotic light curtain, like a barrier, spread towards the collapsed Eye of Heaven in the sky.

Wherever the light barrier passed, the void solidified, the laws froze, and even the power of the Heavenly Dao, which was about to erupt, was frozen in place for a moment.

"it's useless."

Hongjun spoke, his voice tinged with sarcasm.

"The Chaos Pearl is powerful, but you cannot stop the Heavenly Dao from self-destructing."

Even if Pangu were to rise from the dead, he could not stop it.

Xuan Du smiled slightly, a faint smile, yet it carried a composure that even Hongjun had never seen before.

"This disciple did not intend to stop you."

"This disciple only wishes to invite the Dao Ancestor to a certain place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a chaotic light burst forth from his palm, heading straight towards Luo Hou's location.

Luo Hou looked up, his blood-red eyes shining brightly in the night.

He raised his hand, and demonic energy surged like a tide, merging with the chaotic light.

"Below Mount Sumeru lies the rift of chaos, a rift that leads to the depths of chaos, a rift that even sages dare not venture into."

"This disciple will then invite the Dao Ancestor to go there."

As the sound faded, the light screen of the Chaos Pearl suddenly contracted.

The chaotic barrier that was spreading at that moment enveloped the gray figure in the sky, along with the Heavenly Eye that was about to erupt.

"you!"

Hongjun's expression changed drastically.

He sensed that the power of the Chaos Pearl was not hindering him, but rather dragging him away.

They dragged him toward the rift deep within Mount Sumeru, toward the depths of chaos.

That was neither suppression nor confinement.

It is exile.

It was to make Hongjun self-destruct the Heavenly Dao in the depths of chaos, severing himself from the primordial world.

"Xuan Du! You've gone mad!"

Hongjun roared, and the Creation Jade Disc trembled violently, with three thousand Dao patterns exploding like a tide, trying to break free from the drag of the Chaos Pearl.

But Rahu's demonic energy coiled up from below.

Houtu's cycle patterns pressed down from the flanks.

A beam of crimson gold light from the Eye of Humanity descended from the sky, pinning him firmly to that void.

Three forces, three peak-level beings of the ninth heaven, simultaneously attacked, dragging the gray figure inch by inch toward the chaotic rift.

"The Dao Ancestor".

Xuan Du stood in the void, watching the figure grow ever more distant, his voice calm as still water.

"You want to drag the entire primordial world down with you? This disciple disagrees."

"If you intend to self-destruct the Heavenly Dao, your disciple will escort you to a quiet place."

"There is no primordial wilderness, no living beings, no disciples there."

"Only eternal chaos."

"You can self-destruct there at will."

Upon hearing this, Hongjun Daozu was not surprised but laughed instead:

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The laughter contained three parts mockery and seven parts relief.

"Xuan Du, you have calculated everything under heaven, even the Chaos Rift."

"But you've forgotten that the Heavenly Dao is one of the three primordial Daos, born in the primordial world, growing in the primordial world, and merging with the origin of the primordial world."

"The Way of Heaven cannot be separated from the Primordial World, and so can I."

"Even if you tear apart the void, open the rift in chaos, or use the Chaos Pearl, demonic energy, and the power of reincarnation to drag me away, you can only pull the Heavenly Dao away from the primordial world for a moment."

"In an instant, the Heavenly Dao will return to its original state."

"At that time, the self-destruction will still happen, the primordial chaos will still exist, and you will still be buried with us."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Hou shuddered.

A sudden burst of light shone from those blood-red eyes.

He sensed that what Hongjun said was true. The power of the Heavenly Dao was struggling wildly within the light screen of the Chaos Pearl, but the struggle was not an outward breakthrough, but an inward contraction, pulling towards the direction of the primordial origin.

"This is troublesome."

Luo Hou spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"Heaven's Way is indeed inseparable from the primordial world; he's right."

Houtu stood in the void, a trace of solemnity flashing in her chaotic eyes.

She sensed that the origin of the Earthly Dao and the origin of the Heavenly Dao came from the same source, both being born from the differentiation of the three Daos at the beginning of the creation of the world. The Earthly Dao cannot be separated from the Netherworld, the Human Dao cannot be separated from the human race, and the Heavenly Dao naturally cannot be separated from the Primordial World.

This is the predetermined destiny of the Great Dao, a law that was inscribed at the very beginning of the creation of heaven and earth.

Even those at the peak of the ninth level of the Primordial Grand Luo Realm cannot defy it.

Houtu turned her head and looked at the figure in green.

In those eyes, there was doubt, expectation, and even a hint of barely perceptible tension.

"Xuan Du, this plan is likely to fail."

"The Heavenly Dao cannot be separated from the Primordial World. Even if we drag it into the Chaos Rift, it can still return."

"If he insists on self-destructing, the entire prehistoric world will perish with him."

"Do you have any other ideas?"

Luo Hou also turned his head to look, his blood-red eyes flashing.

He has just awakened, just recovered to his peak, and just returned to the world.

If Hongjun were to self-destruct the Heavenly Dao, everything would vanish into nothingness.

He, Rahu, will also perish once again.

He was unwilling to accept it.

But he was at a loss.

Because what Hongjun said was true, the Heavenly Dao cannot be separated from the primordial world.

Even at the peak of the ninth level of the Demonic Path, he could not change this predetermined fate.

Everyone is waiting.

Wait for the figure in green to speak.

Xuandu stood in the void, his green robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

His face showed no shock, no panic, not even the slightest surprise.

Only peace.

A profound understanding that sees through everything and comprehends all things.

He stood there quietly, gazing at the gray figure enveloped in the chaotic pearl light, at that ancient yet crazed face.

After a moment, he spoke.

"The Dao Ancestor is right."

"The Way of Heaven cannot be separated from the primordial chaos."

"This is a destiny that was set at the very beginning of time."

"Even those at the peak of the ninth level of the Primordial Grand Luo Realm cannot defy it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun's laughter paused slightly.

A faint hint of doubt flickered deep within those indifferent eyes.

Even Xuan knows?

He already knew?

Why would he do something so pointless?

"Has the Dao Ancestor forgotten?"

"The Heavenly Dao cannot be separated from the Primordial World, but the moment you were dragged into the Chaos Rift, the connection between the Heavenly Dao and the Primordial World will be severed by the laws of the rift itself."

"That moment was very brief."

"So fleeting, even in the case of accounting, it's just a blink of an eye."

"But in that instant, there is enough time for this disciple to do one thing."

Hongjun's gaze narrowed slightly.

"What is it?"

Xuan did not answer.

He simply turned his head and looked at the empty space beside him.

There was nothing in that void.

There was only surging chaotic energy, and only lingering aftershocks.

But Xuan Du's gaze remained fixed on that spot, as if someone were standing there.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, how much longer do we need to watch?"

The five words fell like a thunderclap.

Luo Hou shuddered, and his blood-red eyes suddenly shone brightly.

Yang Mei?

Master Yangmei!

Houtu's pupils shrank sharply, her chaotic eyes filled with disbelief.

Yangmei Daoist?

Hollow Willow attained enlightenment, becoming one of the Chaos Demon Gods, a supreme being who controls the Great Dao of Space.

He was of the same generation as Hongjun, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, only half a step away from becoming the Hunyuan Taiji Daluo Golden Immortal.

How could he be here? How could he be standing by? How could he be willing to take action?