Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

"Dao Xuan, Fei Peng, rather than staying here and feigning friendship with this hypocritical god."

Why not join forces with me, storm the God Realm, and overthrow his throne?

At that time, let alone Xi Yao, no one would dare to stop her even if she uprooted the divine tree!

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic power surged forth.

Within a radius of a thousand miles around Qingyun Mountain, a nameless fear arose in the hearts of all living beings.

Birds and beasts hibernate, and the people live in fear.

Even some reclusive cultivators looked up at the sky in horror—the world was about to change!

Inside the Lingxiao Palace in the realm of gods.

The gods, observing this scene through the Mirror of Heaven and Earth, were all horrified.

"Demon Lord Chonglou has actually broken through to the late stage of Celestial Immortal..."

"The Daoist Master Dao Xuan of the Human Realm is at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm. If he were to truly join forces with the Demon Realm..."

"His Majesty!"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's face was pale as she looked at the illusory figure of the Heavenly Emperor sitting on the throne.

Fuxi's eyes were slightly closed, his face as calm as still water.

But the faint fingerprints on the armrests of the throne revealed the turmoil in his heart.

The illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor remained silent for three breaths.

In those three breaths, he deduced countless possibilities.

The divine realm is undoubtedly the strongest.

However, the Demon Realm is a mortal enemy, and the Human Realm, now with Dao Xuan in charge, is no longer the insignificant ant it once was.

A three-way balance of power has been established; what if humans and demons join forces...?

The chances of victory for the divine realm are less than 30%.

The original plan was that as long as General Fei Peng returned to his post...

With his late-stage Celestial Immortal strength, he was capable of contending with Chonglou.

At that time, the divine realm can first destroy the human realm, the demon realm, and the ghost realm, then subdue the immortal realm that only seeks freedom, and finally use the power of the five realms to besiege the demon realm.

To accomplish the eternal feat of unifying the six realms.

But Fei Peng was unwilling to return to his position.

Dao Xuan's power was imposing.

Chonglou provoked from behind.

"Chonglou," the Heavenly Emperor's illusory figure finally spoke, his voice filled with the rage of a suppressed volcano.

"Do you intend to provoke a war across the six realms, causing widespread suffering and destruction?"

"Devastation and loss of life?" Chonglou laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

The laughter shook the clouds and shattered. "Fuxi, for you to say such a thing is utterly ridiculous!"

He abruptly stopped laughing, his crimson pupils fixed on the illusory figure of the Heavenly Emperor, and spoke slowly and deliberately:

Who ordered the massacre of humans back then?

How did Nuwa perish?

You've forgotten? I remember it all perfectly well!

"boom!"

The sky and earth changed color.

The once clear sky was instantly enveloped by golden divine light, and endless pressure pressed down as if the sky were collapsing.

That was not the power of a phantom, but the true wrath of Fuxi himself, who was far away in the realm of gods.

Heavenly punishment descended from across the endless void!

"Chonglou, you have repeatedly shown disrespect to me. Do you truly believe that there is no one left in my divine realm?"

The Heavenly Emperor's voice transformed into rolling thunder, with each word accompanied by golden lightning that cleaved through the demonic clouds and struck the towering building.

Demon Lord Chonglou let out a wild laugh and suddenly spread his arms wide.

"Well done!"

His demonic wings flapped behind him, and a massive demonic energy condensed into a blood-red barrier, colliding fiercely with the golden lightning.

Two forces, both surpassing the level of celestial beings, collided, unleashing a devastating shockwave.

Wherever it passed, space shattered, revealing the dark void turbulence behind it.

Dao Xuan Zhenren frowned deeply.

If these two were to actually clash here, not only the Qingyun Sect, but the entire human realm would likely suffer.

"The two of you."

A calm voice rang out, not loud, but clearly piercing through the divine thunder and demonic roar.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stepped forward, and yin-yang fish appeared beneath his feet.

He lightly swept his right hand and made a hand seal with his left, and a vast and boundless Tai Chi diagram slowly rose behind him.

Half of it is the true fire of the sun that burns the heavens and boils the seas, and the other half is the true water of the moon that freezes thousands of miles.

Water and fire intertwine, yin and yang alternate.

The Tai Chi diagram rapidly expanded, instantly covering the vast expanse of the sky.

The power of the gods and the power of the demons are both incorporated into the balance of yin and yang.

The shattered space was forcibly mended, and the scattered sea of ​​clouds reassembled.

The violent spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually subsided.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's white beard fluttered, his Daoist robe billowed, and he exuded a profound and mysterious aura.

He stood in the center of the Tai Chi diagram, like a pillar stabilizing the sea, forcefully suppressing the impending war between gods and demons.

Fuxi and Chonglou both looked at Daoxuan.

The three forces collided, probed, and entangled silently in the void.

There was no earth-shattering sound, but all cultivators who had reached a certain level could sense it.

That was a contest at the level of laws, a struggle between three completely different Great Daos for the "right to speak" in this world.

Ten breaths in total.

The illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor was the first to withdraw its divine power, and the golden lightning slowly dissipated.

Chonglou snorted coldly and withdrew his overwhelming demonic energy, but the fighting spirit in his scarlet pupils remained undiminished.

The three powers stand in a tripartite balance, checking and balancing each other.

"True Man," the Heavenly Emperor's voice returned to calm, as if his previous rage had never occurred.

"Chonglou was arrogant and rude, repeatedly provoking the authority of the divine realm. Fifty years ago, he even led the demon realm to invade the human realm, causing widespread suffering and committing grave sins."

"Such a wicked lord, does the Master truly intend to join forces with him?"

The words already carried a divisive connotation.

Upon hearing this, Chonglou's lips curled into a mocking smile:

"I shall acknowledge the actions I have taken."

Unlike some false gods who outwardly appear compassionate but secretly commit countless despicable acts, these are things that could be discussed for three days and three nights without end.

He turned to look directly at Dao Xuan, a serious glint flashing in his crimson pupils:

"Dao Xuan, I'll ask you one more time: if we join forces and storm the God Realm, do you dare?"

The entire room fell silent.

All eyes were focused on the Taoist priest.

The elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect held their breath, unconsciously tightening their grip on their magical treasures.

The gods of the divine realm stared intently at Dao Xuan's lips through the Mirror of Heaven and Earth.

In the Demon Realm, countless demon generals were also paying close attention to the Demon Lord's proposal.

Dao Xuan Zhenren remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"The Demon Lord is joking. Once the war between the six realms begins, it will surely bring disaster to all living beings, which is not what I wish for."

Chonglou's face darkened, a flicker of disappointment crossing his crimson pupils, but it was quickly masked by arrogance:

"Nonsense! In this world, it has always been a world where the strong prey on the weak!"

If you back down today, he will take a step forward tomorrow. When the divine realm unites the power of the five realms and besieges the city.

Let's see how you protect this world!

"I have my own plans," Dao Xuan replied calmly.

"Hmph!" Chonglou said no more, but he showed no intention of leaving.

He crossed his arms, his scarlet pupils turned toward the illusory figure of the Heavenly Emperor, and a playful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Very well. But since I'm here today, I'd like to see what the matter with Xi Yao is all about."

"Fuxi, what exactly do you intend to do?"

The pressure was once again placed on the Heavenly Emperor.

Fuxi's heart surged with murderous intent, yet his expression remained unchanged.

Chonglou's move was a blatant scheme, using the power of the Demon Realm to bolster Daoxuan's forces and compel the God Realm to concede.

Normally, I would have let go of Xi Yao without a second thought.

But today, under the watchful eyes of everyone, if we release them under pressure, what face will the divine realm have left?

Where is the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor?

But if we don't let go...

Dao Xuan Zhenren was right in front of me, his cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm was unfathomable.

Chonglou is watching closely, ready to strike at any moment.

Once war breaks out, even if the divine realm wins, it will be a Pyrrhic victory. At that time, the demon realm will take advantage of the situation and the consequences will be unimaginable.