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Houtu suddenly turned her head and looked at Xuandu.

"Xuan Du, what brings Fellow Daoist Yang Mei here?"

"He has always remained aloof from worldly affairs and never interfered in the conflicts of the primordial world. He did not even intervene during the great calamities of ferocious beasts or the great calamities of witches and demons."

Why would he help you?

Luo Hou also looked over, his blood-red eyes filled with vigilance.

He had met Yang Mei once before. That chaotic demon god who attained enlightenment through the hollow willow tree was the most unrestrained and free-spirited.

Never get involved in cause and effect, never take sides or form alliances.

Would someone like that help Xuan Du?

Rahu did not believe it.

Xuan Du's expression remained calm, his gaze still fixed on that void, his voice not loud, but clear and composed.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, come out."

"I know you are here."

"You have been there from the moment the rift of chaos was opened."

The sound faded.

Above the void, all was silent.

A moment later.

"Buzz..."

The void rippled silently, and a faint spatial fluctuation slowly spread out.

Ripples spread out like water, and a figure slowly stepped out from within them.

The man had a thin face and a tall stature. A gray-blue Taoist robe hung down in the void. He had no imposing aura around him, but the void beneath his feet automatically solidified into a physical form.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm. His eyes swept over Xuandu, over Houtu, over Luohou, and finally landed on the gray figure enveloped in the light of the Chaos Pearl.

Yangmei Daoren.

he came.

He stood there, neither leaning to one side nor too far away.

Houtu was stunned. She stared at the gray-blue figure, her heart churning with indescribable emotions.

Peak of the Ninth Heaven, indeed peak of the Ninth Heaven.

Moreover, that aura was purer, more vast, and more unfathomable than what he had sensed before.

That wasn't just the peak of the Ninth Heaven; it was an existence only half a step away from becoming a Primordial Taiji Golden Immortal.

Luo Hou gazed at Yang Mei, his blood-red eyes flashing with light.

He didn't speak, but his gaze carried a sense of scrutiny and wariness.

He had met Yang Mei once before, when he had not yet founded the Demonic Path and Yang Mei had not yet entered the Chaos.

The chaotic demon god who attained enlightenment through the hollow willow was the most transcendent and elusive.

Never taking sides, never forming alliances, and never interfering in any ancient conflicts.

But today, he has come.

Come to the ruins of Mount Sumeru, come to the battlefield where the Eye of Heaven has collapsed.

Rahu spoke, his voice low and deep.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, what brings you here?"

Yang Mei turned her head and looked at him. His thin face didn't show much expression. She simply nodded slightly as a greeting.

He then spoke, his voice calm and still.

"Fellow Daoist Rahu, it's been a long time."

"As for why I came here..."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Xuandu.

"You should ask him."

Luo Hou followed his gaze and looked at the figure in green, his blood-red eyes filled with doubt.

Xuan Du looked at Yang Mei, a faint smile slowly curving his lips. The smile was subtle, yet it carried a profound understanding that seemed to see through everything.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, in the battle between Dao and Demon back then, you formed a karmic bond with Hongjun."

"That cause and effect is neither deep nor shallow, but it just happens to be right on the threshold of your breakthrough to the Primordial Taiji Golden Immortal realm."

"As long as the cause and effect remain, you will never be able to take that half a step in your life."

Yang Mei gazed at Xuan Du, and a faint glimmer of light finally flashed in her calm eyes.

He didn't speak, but his silence itself was the answer.

Houtu's pupils constricted slightly.

cause and effect.

The battle between the Dao and the Demon.

Back then, Hongjun used the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress Luo Hou, and the battle determined the fate of the world.

In that battle, Hongjun plotted against Yang Mei, Yin Yang Ancestor, and Qiankun Ancestor.

Ultimately, the Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Qiankun Ancestor perished, and Daoist Yangmei was seriously injured and left the prehistoric world.

This karmic connection has unfortunately become a problem on Yang Mei's path.

If he were to sever the connection between Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao, it would be the end of the karmic ties he formed with Hongjun during that battle.

Once cause and effect are resolved, that threshold will disappear.

He can then take that final half-step and become a Primordial Supreme Golden Immortal.

Houtu murmured.

"I see......"

"If you do not act now, Hongjun will self-destruct and die."

"With his death, the karmic connection between you and him can no longer be resolved."

"That threshold will forever block your path."

"You will never be able to break through this barrier in your lifetime."

"So you'll definitely make a move."

"So Xuan Du had planned from the very beginning that you would definitely come."

Yang Mei did not deny it.

He simply gazed at Xuan Du, a faint ripple appearing in his calm eyes.

"Your calculations are very accurate."

"The cause and effect of the conflict between Tao and Demon has tied up my billions of dollars. I've been waiting for an opportunity."

"Waiting for an opportunity to resolve this cause and effect without getting involved in new ones."

"You awakened Rahu, forcing Hongjun to burn his own essence, pushing him to the brink of self-destruction."

"Then it opened the Chaos Rift, giving me a reason to take action."

"Every step was part of your plan."

Xuan Du bowed slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

"I was just going with the flow."

"If you do not take action, you will be trapped at that half-step distance for the rest of your life."

"If we take action, the cause and effect will be resolved, and the Primordial Tai Chi will be within reach."

"I was just doing some calculations for you, fellow Daoist."

"You're not at a disadvantage here, fellow Daoist."

Yang Mei looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then gently shook her head.

"It's worth it."

"Not only did we not lose money, we actually made a profit."

"You've settled the cause and effect for me, so I owe you a favor."

"Although this person's feelings are unrelated to cause and effect, they remain in my heart."

He turned his head and looked at the gray figure, at the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, at that ancient yet crazed face.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, our recognition is due to the fact that we unintentionally formed a karmic bond during the conflict between Dao and Demon back then."

"Today, I will end it with my own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

A transparent light quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The radiance was extremely faint, so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

But wherever that radiance passed, the void solidified, the laws froze, and even the gray-white light that was about to erupt from the Heavenly Eye of Heaven was frozen in place for a moment.

Spatial laws.

Among the three thousand Great Daos, it is the one closest to the law of time.

A single thought can determine the fate of the world; a single palm strike can seal the void.

Yang Mei made her move.

Houtu was stunned, and Rahu was stunned.

They gazed at the radiant light, at the gray-blue figure, at those calm yet resolute eyes.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

As expected, Master Yangmei made his move.

He did not do it for Xuandu, for the Jie Sect, or for the human or earthly paths.

He did it for himself, for the cause and effect of the struggle between the Dao and the Demon, and for the threshold of the Primordial Tai Chi.

But for whatever reason, he made his move.

This is enough.