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

Chapter 369 The Great War Ends, and the West Gains Prosperity!

"teacher."

Zhunti stepped forward, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Hongjun, and adopted an exceptionally respectful attitude.

The sages frowned slightly, a sense of vigilance creeping into their hearts. There had been many troubles in the west; what trouble was about to arise this time?

Hongjun nodded slightly and looked at Zhunti, saying, "Is there anything else you want to say? Please tell me all at once."

Zhunti put on a pitiful look and said miserably.

"Teacher, our West was already impoverished. After this calamity, it has been separated from the ancestral central lineage, and it is probably even more impoverished than before. Please, teacher, consider the hardships our West has endured and give it some opportunities."

Although the West is barren, its situation has improved considerably over millions of years thanks to the efforts of the two saints, Cundi and Jieyin.

But with the Daoist Ancestor in sight, if we don't play the victim card properly, where will the West's chance for revitalization lie?

Hongjun frowned, pinched his fingertips and calculated for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

"Millions of years ago, at the end of the Dragon-Han Great Calamity, I fought a great battle with Rahu in the Western Sumeru, shattering the Western spiritual veins and incurring your karmic debt in the West."

"Every cause has its effect, and I will repay it. Now that the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods has passed, the next great calamity will be your opportunity in the West. As long as you follow the steps, the West will prosper in no time."

Hongjun's voice fell heavily, causing Zhunti and Jieyin to look greatly alarmed.

Jieyin was still able to control himself, but Zhunti had already cried out in excitement, "Is this real?"

But the next moment, he realized he had said something wrong and quickly took it back.

But my heart was still in turmoil. I thought it would be enough if the teacher could give the West some opportunities, but I never expected the teacher to be so generous.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I never expected that the teacher would entrust it to them.

The power of a great calamity is undeniable, such as the Dragon-Han Great Calamity of yesteryear.

After the great calamity ended, the three innate races of dragon, phoenix, and qilin suffered severe damage and completely declined.

During the Great Calamity of the Lich King, the Lich and Demon races, who stood at the pinnacle of the primordial world, were also annihilated in the long river of history, with only a tiny, insignificant portion lingering on.

As for the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, it goes without saying that this battle changed the situation of the prehistoric world and destroyed the prehistoric world.

This demonstrates the power of a great calamity!

Regardless of whether a calamity is positive or negative, it possesses immense power, provided that the West seizes the opportune moment.

This power is enough to push the West to its ultimate peak, suppressing the Xuanmen sect with ease.

Zhunti and Jieyin thanked him almost without thinking, "On behalf of the billions of lives in the West, we thank our teacher."

He spoke extremely quickly, as if afraid that Hongjun would change his mind.

Hongjun waved his hand and said calmly, "But let me make this clear: I cannot control the Great Tribulation. The Great Tribulation is still full of variables. Whether we can seize the opportunity for revitalization depends on the efforts of the West itself."

"Yes, teacher, we understand."

As Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged glances, a hint of joy flowed between them.

They didn't take Hongjun's words to heart.

In the primordial calamity, minor trends can be altered, but major trends cannot.

If the Dao Ancestor promises that the next great calamity will rise in the West, then it's practically a sure thing.

At this moment, Zhunti and Jieyin seemed to have already envisioned a future where the West would flourish, just like the Jie Sect, with all the immortals coming to pay homage.

After Hongjun finished speaking, he looked solemnly at the saints and said, word by word, "This calamity is unprecedented in its scale. Now that the calamity has dissipated, no one should cause any more trouble. Otherwise, they will have to take this Saint-Destroying Pill in my hand."

Hongjun flipped his hand, revealing a perfectly round, crimson pill in his palm. It looked ordinary, but the saints couldn't help but shudder.

The name "Meteorite Pill" alone is enough to convey its power, even without discussing its effects.

First, Hongjun used the power of the Creation Jade Disc to reshape the primordial world and divide the three realms; then, the Fallen Saint Pill greatly shocked all the saints.

The saints nodded obediently and said respectfully, "We will obey our master's orders."

Hongjun nodded slightly and said softly, "Since that's the case, now that this matter is settled, this old Taoist will take his leave."

As Hongjun's voice fell, his body disintegrated like a bubble, as if it had never existed.

With Hongjun's departure, the atmosphere in the Nine Heavens suddenly became subtle again.

Zhunti and Jieyin stared intently at Zhao Gongming, their hearts burning with boundless rage!

To be a sage killed twice by his own disciple is an utter disgrace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader snorted softly, and a sword shadow rose behind him, faintly enveloping Zhunti.

Zhao Gongming smiled nonchalantly, "Why is Uncle-Master Zhunti staring at your nephew like that? Grandmaster just left, and you've already forgotten what he said? Perhaps you want to taste the flavor of that Saint-Destroying Pill?"

"You, a junior, how dare you!"

Zhunti's face turned red.

Zhao Gongming smiled faintly and ignored Zhunti.

He is now a Primordial Golden Immortal, living a carefree life. His status even surpasses that of a Heavenly Saint, and he is no longer afraid of Zhunti.

Yuanshi's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word. This great calamity was planned from all sides. It can be said that he had calculated all the possible escape routes, but he did not expect that Zhao Gongming would actually be able to go further!

Taiqing also sighed, feeling a tremendous sense of powerlessness.

As saints, they were omniscient and omnipotent, yet under the endless malevolent energy of the calamity, they became blind and deaf, causing them to suffer a complete defeat in this great calamity.

"The cause of the past is the effect of today; the origin is now returned to you."

He looked at Yuanshi and Tongtian, his heart filled with complex emotions.

The Three Pure Ones of Pangu were all transformed from the primordial spirit of the great god Pangu.

Back then, Pangu's primordial spirit split into three, each giving birth to its own form, and he was the first to be born.

After his birth, his mind was not yet settled. Seeing that the other two primordial spirits were still in the process of being conceived, he suddenly had a strange idea and drew a wisp of his essence from each of them.

Later, the two junior brothers each made their own moves, naturally unaware of the mystery behind it. Instead, because of that primordial energy, they allowed him to be their elder brother.

Millions of years later, the Three Pure Ones achieved great success in their cultivation. Relying on those two primordial energies, he also comprehended the divine power of One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones.

Now, it's time to repay the debt of karma from the past.

With a thought, Taiqing sent out two orbs of primordial energy, which landed in the hands of Yuqing and Shangqing respectively.

The moment the essence landed in their hands, it instantly merged into their bodies.

An indescribable sense of fulfillment welled up in their hearts. From their birth to the present day, through billions of years, their origin had finally been completed.

After returning to his original state, even Taiqing felt inexplicably relaxed, as if he had let go of a knot in his heart that had been there for millions of years.

He solemnly said, "You must not disobey your teacher's words. From now on, you should each gather your disciples and no longer interfere in the war between the Great Shang and Xiqi."

He left with a single sentence, then vanished in a flash.

Although Yuanshi, Zhunti, and Jieyin were still unwilling, the Dao Ancestor had already stepped in and made the final decision, so they naturally could not refute it and could only leave in a huff.

Suddenly, only Nuwa, Tongtian, and Zhao Gongming remained in the Nine Heavens.

Tongtian sighed, "The Great Tribulation is over. The Sages should not interfere with the Great Shang. As for the war in Xiqi, this great war will likely come to an end soon."

The Shang dynasty was so powerful that it could crush Xiqi. Even if they fought a hundred times, Xiqi would not have a chance of winning.

Zhao Gongming nodded. "Teacher is right. The war between Xiqi and the Great Shang will probably come to an end soon."

(End of this chapter)