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

Xuan Du stood in the void, gazing at the transparent light and the gray figure slowly enveloped by the power of space, his smile deepening.

"Dao Ancestor, did you hear that?"

"The Heavenly Dao cannot be separated from the Primordial World, but space can hold the Heavenly Dao in place."

"As long as the connection between you and the Heavenly Dao is severed for a brief moment."

"At that moment, the Eye of Heaven will solidify within the laws of space, and you will be sent out of the primordial world."

"Send it out of this world, into the endless depths of chaos."

"At that time, you can self-destruct there. There is no primordial wilderness, no living beings, and no disciples."

"Only eternal nothingness."

Hongjun gazed at the transparent light, at Yang Mei's lean yet calm face, and at the depths of those eyes that had been indifferent for billions of years, a genuine ripple finally appeared.

The turmoil contained astonishment, disbelief, and an emotion he had never experienced before with hundreds of millions of dollars.

That was despair.

Utter despair.

"Yang Mei, you actually made a move."

Hongjun spoke, his voice hoarse.

"You never concern yourself with cause and effect..."

Yang Mei looked at him, her gaze calm.

"I am indeed not involved in cause and effect."

"But I have taken to the path."

"The karmic entanglement between you and me has cost me billions. If you don't make a move today, you'll explode and die."

"Once you die, I will have no chance to end this."

"That's why I came."

"It's not for the Primordial World, it's not for Xuandu, it's for myself."

As soon as the sound faded, the transparent light suddenly intensified.

The power of space surged forth like a tide, enveloping the gray figure along with the Jade Disc of Creation.

The light of the Eye of Heaven was frozen in that instant.

That moment was very short, but it was enough for Xuandu to make his move.

Xuan didn't hesitate at all.

He raised his hand, and the Chaos Pearl hovered in his palm, with forty-nine Chaos Restrictions lighting up simultaneously.

"Rahu, Houtu! Help me!"

As soon as the voice faded, Rahu set off.

The dark figure took a step forward, and demonic energy surged like a tide, transforming into a dark pillar of light that poured into the Chaos Pearl.

Houtu set off, the illusory image of the Reincarnation Seal rotated, and the origin of the earth surged out like a tide, with a chaotic pillar of light pouring into the Chaos Pearl.

Three forces, three peaks of the ninth heaven, were simultaneously poured into the Chaos Pearl.

The Chaos Pearl suddenly enlarged, and the chaotic light screen transformed into a huge sphere, completely enveloping Hongjun's figure.

Yang Mei stood in the void, gazing at the chaotic sphere, and gently raised her hand.

"go."

The word fell.

The power of space coalesced into a rift, within which endless chaos surged, an eternal void and deathly silence.

The chaotic-colored sphere was enveloped by spatial power, and inch by inch, it moved towards the rift.

Hongjun stood within the sphere, his gray Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

He gazed at Xuandu, at Houtu, at Rahu, and at Yangmei.

Deep within those indifferent eyes, a flickering light was now playing across their surface.

He spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the light barrier of the Chaos Pearl.

"Xuan Du".

"You win."

"I have lost this round."

As the sound faded, the chaotic-colored sphere disappeared into the crack.

The rift slowly closed, and the void slowly healed.

The entire primordial sky fell silent at that moment.

The blood rain stopped at some point, and the wind also ceased.

Even the surging chaotic energy calmed down.

Houtu stood in the void, gazing at the slowly closing rift and the completely vanished gray figure. In her chaotic eyes, the light flickered uncertainly.

"He...is he really gone?"

Xuan Du nodded and put the Chaos Pearl back into his palm.

The forty-nine beams of light from the restrictions flickered, clearly indicating that the previous attack had consumed a considerable amount of power.

"I'm gone."

"The Eye of Heaven is fixed by the laws of space and cannot return on its own."

"Hongjun was dragged by the power of the Chaos Pearl, and then banished by Fellow Daoist Yangmei's spatial power."

Even if he were at the peak of the half-step Heavenly Dao, he wouldn't be able to come back.

Houtu looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

Then, she spoke slowly, her voice carrying a hint of relief that she herself was unaware of.

"Will he self-destruct deep within the chaos?"

Xuan Du gently shook his head.

"have no idea."

"Even if it self-destructs, it won't harm the Primordial World."

"There are no living beings, no laws, and no Three Paths there."

"Only chaos."

"When the Heavenly Dao self-destructs in the chaos, it merely returns that chaos to silence."

Houtu nodded and said nothing more.

She stood in the void, gazing in the direction where the rift disappeared, in the direction where the gray figure vanished. Deep within her chaotic eyes, something was slowly changing.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

She was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and trapped in the Netherworld, unable to take even a single step out.

Now, the Heavenly Dao has collapsed, and Hongjun has been banished.

She is free.

Luo Hou stood to one side, his blood-red eyes gazing in the direction where the rift had disappeared, a slow smile spreading across his lips.

The smile was cold, yet it carried a sense of exhilaration, as if hundreds of millions of dollars would eventually be lost.

"Hongjun, you've finally met your match."

"You suppressed my Demonic Path Association for billions of dollars, today I will personally send you into chaos."

"This is the law of cause and effect."

Xuan didn't speak, but stood quietly in the void, holding the Chaos Pearl with its light flickering in his hand, his gaze fixed on the direction where Hongjun had disappeared, remaining motionless for a long time.

Yang Mei stood not far behind him, her gray-blue Taoist robe fluttering slightly in the wind.

He looked at Xuan Du, at that young yet composed face, and spoke.

"Xuan Du, the cause and effect are settled."

"You settled this matter for me, so I owe you a favor."

"Though unrelated to cause and effect, it resides in my heart."

"If you ever need anything in the future, you may come to Chaos to find me."

Xuandu turned around, looked at him, and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yangmei."

"Fellow Daoist, today you have settled your karmic debts, and the Primordial Taiji is within reach. This disciple offers my congratulations in advance."

Yang Mei shook her head slightly, turned around, and stepped into the spatial ripples that had not yet completely dissipated.

"No rush."

"Just one last step."

"The day when the three primordial paths are truly in balance will be the day I break through."

As the sound faded, the gray-blue figure vanished completely into the ripples.

The sky above Mount Sumeru fell silent.

Xuandu stood in the void, motionless for a long time.

The night wind rose, stirring his robes and his hair.

He gazed in the direction where the crack disappeared, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief and ease.

"It's done."

The two words fell like a spring breeze.

Houtu stood beside him, also looking in the direction of the crack, her smile deepening.

"Yes, it's done."

"Hongjun was banished, the Eye of Heaven was fixed, and all the Heavenly Saints perished."

Xuan Du nodded.

"Next up is the Investiture of the Gods."

Houtu was taken aback.

"Investiture of the Gods?"

"Hongjun is gone, the Heavenly Dao has collapsed, but the Investiture of the Gods still exists?"

Xuan Du gazed at her, his eyes calm.

"exist."

"Jiang Ziya is still guarding it; the spirit on the list is still there."

"The spirits of those saints who were signed off still live on."

"Although Hongjun is gone, the Investiture of the Gods is a supreme treasure of the Heavenly Dao. Even if the Heavenly Dao collapses, the list will not disappear on its own."

Houtu remained silent, gazing at Xuandu, her chaotic eyes gleaming.

"You're going in person?"

Xuan Du shook his head slightly and said:

"No need for that, Jiang Ziya will bring the Investiture of the Gods to me."

Houtu gazed at him, at his young yet composed face, at his calm yet resolute eyes.

After a long silence, she slowly nodded.

"Good, when the three paths are truly in balance, I will drink a cup with you."

Xuan Du bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He straightened up, stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his blue robes fluttering slightly, and his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

The murderous intent that soared to the sky still lingered in the direction of Sishui Pass.

He should end all of this.