Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 265 Haotian Accuses the Mortal World of Killing Tribulations

Time is like fine sand, slipping swiftly through our fingers; in the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years have passed.

The Shang Dynasty, established by Cheng Tang, gradually declined over the course of history.

For tens of thousands of years, the primordial world was calm and peaceful. Then, the innate spiritual energy surged forth, ushering in an unprecedented golden age!

In the primordial world, countless races and billions of living beings, including those of the sage lineage, raced against time to develop and plunder the fortune of heaven and earth!

The People's Education System has maintained a steady and progressive approach, consistently remaining at a mid-level.

It neither chases after the leaders nor ranks at the bottom, but focuses on the principle of non-action.

As for the Chan Sect, it has also made great progress. Of the Twelve Golden Immortals, apart from Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, and Yu Ding Zhenren who initially attained the Great Luo Dao, there are now those who have achieved enlightenment.

Ju Liusun, Taiyi Zhenren, Cihang Zhenren, Wenshu Zhenren, and Lingbao Dafashi all successively attained the status of Daluo Jinxian.

In addition to the second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, many third-generation disciples were also recruited to spread the Chan Sect's doctrines!

Although the West was barren, it made steady progress under the tireless efforts of the two saints, Zhunti and Jieyin. Bhaisajyaguru, Maitreya, Mahasthamaprapta, and Ksitigarbha all attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, upholding the prestige of the entire second generation of the West.

Meanwhile, over these ten thousand years, the West finally repaid the debt of borrowing from the Heavenly Way, and its fortune slowly began to grow, showing signs of prosperity.

As for the Jie Sect, it still firmly holds the top position.

His disciples Zhao Gongming, Duobao, Jinling, Guiling, Wudang, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, and Aoyang were all Great Luo Golden Immortals.

On Jin'ao Island, ten thousand immortals came to pay homage, reaching the pinnacle of glory, truly deserving of being the foremost in the lineage of sages.

The Thirty-Three Heavens, with its carved railings and jade steps, and shrouded in purple mist, stand atop the Lingxiao Palace.

Looking at the still empty Heavenly Court, the Great Heavenly Venerable Haotian slammed the pen in his hand to the ground.

It has been countless millennia since he assumed the throne of the Heavenly Emperor.

He worked diligently, day and night, striving to govern the Heavenly Court well.

But the myriad races of the primordial world didn't give him any face, nor did the sages. Since that's the case, it's all his fault for being so heartless!

He's going to file a complaint, to complain to the Taoist patriarch!

Haotian left the Lingxiao Palace and flew directly away from the prehistoric world towards the chaos.

Vast chaos, dark and cold, with countless ancient stars standing and slowly rotating.

For billions of years, in the chaos, not even a small ripple could be stirred up.

With practiced ease, Haotian wielded his great magical power, and soon a magnificent palace appeared before him!

The palace was engraved with countless ancient and mysterious Dao patterns, radiating a chaotic brilliance.

At first glance, the palace seemed close at hand, yet also far away.

Haotian paced back and forth, quickly reaching the palace gate. He cupped his hands and said, "Haotian requests an audience with Your Excellency."

Before long, the palace gates creaked open to both sides.

Haotian hurriedly stepped inside. Zixiao Palace, although called a palace, was actually a small world created in the chaos.

As soon as they entered, they saw Hongjun sitting on a chaotic-colored futon, cultivating.

"Haotian greets Your Excellency."

Haotian's face showed a hint of sadness and helplessness, his sorrow evident in his expression.

Hongjun waved his hand, and the power of the world lifted Haotian up. Then he asked, "What happened?"

"My lord, Haotian can't hold on any longer. You should take back the position of Great Heavenly Venerable. Haotian doesn't want to be the Heavenly Emperor; he only wishes to serve by your side."

Haotian, who had been holding back his emotions for so long, finally couldn't contain them any longer, and hot tears fell.

It's as if they're about to cry out all the bitterness accumulated over millions of years.

"What exactly happened?"

Hongjun frowned.

Haotian then tearfully recounted his experiences after becoming the Heavenly Emperor. When he spoke of how the various saints hindered him and how all races disregarded the Great Heavenly Venerable's edicts, he broke down in tears, moving all who heard him to tears.

After hearing this, Hongjun couldn't help but sigh at the tragic experiences of his attendant, realizing that the position of Heavenly Emperor was indeed not easy to hold.

Hongjun remained silent, and Haotian dared not cry either, staying to the side, his heart filled with unease.

You must help me, sir!

After a while, Hongjun spoke, "I understand about this matter. You should go back and wait."

Haotian opened his mouth, then cautiously asked, "May I ask, sir, is there a rough estimate of when?"

Hongjun smiled. "This matter can be resolved within a thousand years. Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, satisfied."

Haotian quickly expressed his gratitude.

Upon leaving Zixiao Palace, Haotian was in high spirits and excited!

He thought that if he came to find the Dao Ancestor, he would be scolded severely, so he never dared to come.

He hadn't expected that the Dao Ancestor would agree so easily today, and a great weight was lifted from his heart.

He's waited for countless millennia; a mere thousand years is nothing to him!

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun exhaled a breath of turbid air. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the chaotic-colored futon suddenly began to tremble.

Then countless white silk threads bound Hongjun tightly!

The overwhelming power of the Heavenly Dao was boiling, devouring Hongjun's power!

Heaven's justice is unjust, yet Heaven's justice is perfect!

After the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic Path, Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao and attained sainthood, but this was not without its drawbacks.

First, the authority over the primordial world, which was originally entirely governed by the Heavenly Dao, was divided in two, with one half belonging to the Heavenly Dao and the other to Hongjun.

The two were locked in a fierce struggle, each vying for control over the entire primordial world.

Currently, although Hongjun has a slight advantage, and although the Heavenly Dao is unconscious, its counterattack is still very strong.

"Heaven's justice is impartial, yet I never imagined it could be so mad."

With a wave of his hand, Hongjun's white silk threads receded like a tide, and the vast Zixiao Palace returned to calm.

In the vast expanse of time, countless years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the sacred Kunlun Mountains, the twelve Golden Immortals who were in seclusion suddenly felt an immeasurable mortal tribulation arise.

It blotted out the sky and covered the entire Kunlun Mountains!

At Mount Jiuxian, in Peach Blossom Cave, the backlash from the murderous aura of the mortal world caused Guang Chengzi to suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turning ashen and pale.

He looked up in disbelief at the dense, almost tangible, worldly carnage. "How could this be!"

At Jade Void Palace, the Primordial Celestial Venerable's expression changed drastically. "A calamity in the mortal world? How could this be!"

As soon as Yuanshi had a thought, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his hand shimmered with a warm, flowing light, and eight streams of light flew toward the Daoist temple of Guangchengzi and the others.

Yuanshi's face darkened slightly as he gripped the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, his expression so somber it seemed as if water could drip from it.

The calamities of the mortal world are arguably the most terrifying calamities in the world!

Below the level of a sage, once one is tainted, the chance of survival is slim.

The twelve Golden Immortals under his Kunlun Sect were all true immortals who had attained enlightenment, and eight of them had even cultivated to the Great Luo Dao Fruit. Why would they be entangled in the mortal world's killing calamities?

Soon, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun arrived together and, led by the Antarctic Immortal and the Burning Lamp Daoist, entered the Jade Void Palace.

"Why have you all been tainted by the murderous aura of the mortal world!"

Yuanshi sat high on the auspicious clouds of the heavens, his expression solemn and gloomy.

The Twelve Golden Immortals looked at each other, completely bewildered.

As a Jade Void True Immortal, he usually has extremely high standards for virtue. How could he possibly have committed a mortal calamity for no reason?

(End of this chapter)