Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Three breaths of silence felt like three long years.

Finally, Dao Xuan Zhenren spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable power:

"Your Majesty, I, as the head of the Qingyun Sect, am willing to vouch for Miss Xiyao."

"I wonder if Your Majesty would be so kind as to grant me this favor, out of consideration for my humble origins?"

This statement is polite, but given the current situation, it is clearly an ultimatum.

The golden divine light of the Heavenly Emperor's phantom rippled slightly.

He could feel the gazes coming from all directions.

The elders of Qingyun Sect were on high alert, the cultivators in the mortal realm were watching with bated breath, and the subordinates of the divine realm were filled with anticipation.

The Demon Lord Chonglou's mockery... and the prying eyes of those beings hidden deep within the void.

"Since the True Man has spoken," the Heavenly Emperor's voice finally rang out, calm and undisturbed, "I shall naturally grant your request."

Six words, yet they carry immense weight.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace in the divine realm, some gods showed resentment, but none dared to utter a sound.

Even the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden closed her eyes, knowing that from this day forward, cracks had appeared in the Heavenly Emperor's authority.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Dao Xuan Zhenren cupped his hands, and the Taiji diagram slowly retracted.

"You're too kind, sir." The illusory figure of the Heavenly Emperor maintained his supreme demeanor.

It was as if everything that had just happened was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Xi Yao will be sent to Qingyun Sect soon. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Best farewell to Your Majesty."

As Dao Xuan finished speaking, the illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor transformed into countless golden lights and dissipated into the world.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and other divine generals gave Dao Xuan and Chong Lou a deep look, then turned into streams of light and flew towards the divine realm.

Chonglou watched the people from the divine realm leave and sneered:

"Fuxi, Fuxi, tens of thousands of years have passed, and you are still so hypocritical."

He turned to look at Jing Tian, ​​a complex emotion flashing in his crimson pupils:

"Fei Peng, let's stop here for now."

Once you recover your former cultivation level, I will return to fight you again!

Then he looked at Dao Xuan and said, "Dao Xuan, although you did not agree today, my words will always stand."

If the divine realm continues to push you too far, the gates of the demon realm will open for you at any time.

After speaking, Chonglou turned around, flapped his demonic wings, and the rolling demonic clouds swept westward, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Only after the demonic energy completely dissipated did the people of Qingyun Mountain breathe a long sigh of relief.

Many disciples then realized that their backs were soaked with cold sweat.

Dao Xuan Zhenren gazed at the western horizon, his white eyebrows slightly furrowed, lost in thought.

The realm of gods, the Lingxiao Palace.

The Heavenly Emperor slowly opened his eyes, golden light flowing within them, yet a cold, sharp glint flashed deep within.

how many years?

Since Nuwa's death, no one has dared to pressure him like this.

Dao Xuan... Chong Lou...

Fuxi slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward.

A ball of golden divine fire suddenly ignited.

The flames reflected the scenery of Qingyun Mountain in the human world, the face of Dao Xuan Zhenren, and the departing figure of Demon Lord Chonglou.

"boom!"

The divine fire suddenly surged, burning the image into nothingness.

Five deep fingerprints were left on the armrest of the throne.

"Your Majesty," the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden knelt on one knee, "the humiliation we have suffered today will be etched in the hearts of all beings in the Divine Realm."

"Remember this day," Fuxi's voice was eerily calm, "and remember the forbearance you showed at this moment."

He stood up, walked to the front of the hall, and looked down at the thousands of gods below.

"By imperial decree: The divine realm shall enter a state of war preparedness, and all heavenly armies shall intensify their training."

Additionally, they secretly sent people to contact the demon and ghost realms, offering them substantial rewards to sow discord among potential allies in the human realm.

"Your Majesty, what about Dao Xuan Zhenren..." the God of Fire, Zhu Rong, asked hesitantly.

"Dao Xuan..." Fuxi looked south, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of space, landing on Qingyun Mountain.

"What he wants is peace on Earth. As long as his bottom line isn't crossed, he won't actively antagonize the divine realm in the short term."

"The Demon Realm?"

"What Chonglou seeks is nothing more than a battle."

A profound glint flashed in Fuxi's eyes. "Find him some opponents. The beast gods of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the ancient demons of the East Sea..."

This will divert the demon realm's attention.

The gods accepted the order and departed.

In the empty hall, Fuxi stood alone before the hall, his golden imperial robes fluttering without wind.

Patience is for the sake of a greater scheme.

Humiliation can ignite a raging inferno.

Dao Xuan, Chong Lou... The day I unify the five realms and lay down a net of heaven and earth will be the day your souls are scattered!

Qingyun Gate, Tongtian Peak.

After seeing off the representatives of the various alliances, the elders of the Qingyun Sect at the third level and above of the Shangqing Realm gathered at the Yuqing Hall.

Dao Xuan Zhenren sat in the main seat, with the heads and elders of each lineage and the core disciples below him.

"Disciple Jingtian thanks Master for his kindness!" Jingtian knelt down and kowtowed deeply.

Dao Xuan gently waved his right hand, and a gentle force lifted Jing Tian up: "We are master and disciple, there's no need for this."

He surveyed the crowd in the hall, his expression solemn:

"Although the Heavenly Emperor has been forced to make concessions today, the dignity of the divine realm has been damaged, and he will certainly not let this go easily."

All disciples should diligently cultivate themselves in preparation for unforeseen circumstances.

"We will obey the sect leader's order!" everyone replied in unison.

"Junior Brother Zeng," Dao Xuan said, looking at Zeng Shuchang, the head of Feng Hui Peak.

"Starting today, additional sentries will be deployed to closely monitor the movements of both the divine and demonic realms."

The demon realm, the ghost realm, the beast god forces, and even the immortal realm must not be relaxed.

"Yes, Senior Brother Sect Leader."

"Junior Brother Cangsong," Dao Xuan turned his gaze to Cangsong Daoist, who was standing at the end of the line, "you and Junior Brother Zeng will jointly be responsible for this matter."

A slight silence fell over the hall.

Daoist Cangsong paused for a moment, then bowed respectfully, his voice trembling slightly: "Cangsong...accepts the order."

Over the years, he has traveled among men, atoning for his sins and doing good deeds. Although Qingyun has not explicitly stated it, they have gradually accepted his return.

The fact that the sect leader has now entrusted this important task to him clearly shows that he is giving him renewed trust.

Dao Xuan gave a few more instructions and then dismissed everyone.

When he was the only one left in the hall, Dao Xuan walked to the window, looked towards the direction of the divine realm, and frowned slightly.

He may seem to have the upper hand today, but he knows the truth all too well.

The patience of the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi is more terrifying than his rage.

That was the shrewdness accumulated over tens of thousands of years of rule, the cunning and ruthlessness of a tyrant who could bend and stretch.

"These are turbulent times..."

He sighed softly, turned and entered the secret chamber in the rear hall, where he went into seclusion once more.

Some plans need to be prepared in advance.

Time flies, and March has passed in the blink of an eye.

The fusion of the six realms was fully completed, and the laws of heaven and earth tended to stabilize.

The six realms that were originally separated have now been transformed into six continents that coexist in the same world.

The human realm is known as Shenzhou, which has the largest territory and the most living beings.

The demon realm has transformed into the Demon Continent, with the endless Hundred Thousand Mountains, where demons reside.

The Demon Realm is known as the Demon Continent, shrouded in demonic energy year-round, a treacherous environment yet rich in resources.

The Immortal Realm is called Immortal Continent, with thirty-six grotto-heavens and seventy-two blessed lands scattered like stars, where spiritual energy is most abundant.

The divine realm transformed into Tianzhou, suspended in the north, with its magnificent palaces amidst a sea of ​​clouds.

The ghost realm is called the Underworld, located below the Nine Netherworlds, the place of reincarnation.

After the six realms merged, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth increased tenfold, making cultivation much easier.

In a short time, many new cultivators emerged in the mortal realm, and the various factions were also quietly changing.

On this day, Qingyun Sect received a message from Shushan.

After Dao Xuan left the pass, he consulted with the True Man Qingwei of Mount Shu and then sent Jing Tian to Tianzhou.

The evil sword immortal was thrown into the Heavenly Pool for purification.

Although Shushan lost several elders, Daoxuan promised to help them reincarnate and start anew.

With this matter resolved, the situation on Earth has temporarily stabilized.