After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Chapter 220 Resisting Hongjun, a Transaction?

Life or death hangs in the balance.

Outside Jiepai Pass, Xiao Wuji gritted his teeth, his inner power surging wildly, already prepared for the worst-case scenario of mutual destruction the moment the formation broke.

However, just as the purple bamboo staff hovered three inches in front of the light screen, it stopped and did not fall for a long time.

Hongjun's gaze was deep as he looked at the ever-rippling multicolored light screen. A highly secretive thought flashed in those eyes that could see through the three thousand great Daos.

He had already tested the limits of this heretical formation; the light barrier would shatter if a second strike landed.

But every time he made a move, he was attacked by the Heavenly Dao. Now that things have come to this, continuing is useless.

Hongjun glanced at Xiao Wuji, whose face was full of tension, and then slowly withdrew his purple bamboo staff.

With this great calamity approaching, the secrets of heaven are already in chaos. He is in harmony with the way of heaven and cannot afford to add any more variables.

Let's stop here.

Hongjun's voice was calm and contained no magical fluctuations, yet it resonated throughout Jiepai Pass.

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, not understanding why Hongjun wouldn't break the formation. Only Pingxin seemed to understand something at this moment, a smile playing on his lips, but he remained silent.

Inside the formation, although everyone was surprised, they could only retreat to the side.

The wind and snow stopped, and the world returned to deathly silence.

Hongjun stood on the clouds, looking down upon all living beings.

"The great calamity has already been disrupted. The Jie Sect has obstructed the will of Heaven, and the Chan and Xi Sects have forcefully interfered with cause and effect. The Tongtian Sect has perished, and the Taiqing Sect has been injured. All of this is due to the predetermined fate."

Hongjun's gaze swept over the devastated Jiepai Pass, his voice as cold as iron.

"The consequences of this matter are too grave, and the deaths and injuries have been sufficient. Let us now let this matter rest."

For Zhunti and Jieyin, this was undoubtedly a great blessing, as the matter was now completely resolved.

Although the Western religion has suffered a loss, it is fortunate that it can extricate itself from this situation and preserve its traditions.

The two put their hands together, about to kowtow and express their gratitude to the Dao Ancestor, finally letting out the pent-up resentment in their hearts.

However, at that very moment, a discordant, clear sound suddenly rang out in the deathly silent void.

"It's not that easy for the Dao Ancestor to stop just because he says so."

Xiao Wuji put away the Xuanhuang Chaos Bell, his posture as upright as a pine tree. He raised his head and looked directly at Hongjun in the clouds without flinching.

Pingxin had already told him the reason via telepathy, so he naturally couldn't compromise so easily now.

"My Jiepai Pass was attacked without cause and besieged for several months. The disciples of the Jie Sect suffered heavy casualties, and my master almost lost his life on the battlefield."

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Xiao Wuji's voice wasn't loud, but every word was firm and resounding: "How can you dismiss this with just a simple 'that's enough'?"

I disagree.

Four words, resounding with conviction.

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence!

A deathly silence, even more terrifying than the arrival of Hongjun, instantly engulfed Jiepai Pass.

Standing behind Xiao Wuji, Yunxiao and Wudang Shengmu's pupils shrank suddenly, and their hearts seemed to skip a beat.

The Styx Ancestor and Zhen Yuanzi were so terrified that their scalps tingled and they gasped.

That was Hongjun, the supreme ruler who was one with the Heavenly Dao. Even saints were as fragile as ants in his presence.

What's wrong with this kid?

Faced with the Dao Ancestor's pronouncement, not only did he not back down, but he dared to publicly protest and even utter such rebellious words as disagreement!

Above the clouds, Zhunti and Jieyin were first taken aback, then overjoyed.

"That arrogant brat! He's utterly courting death!"

Zhunti pointed at Xiao Wuji and immediately complained to Hongjun, denouncing him for his lack of respect for his elders.

"Teacher, in your mercy, spares the lineage of the Intercepting Sect. You wretched child, how dare you defy the Dao Ancestor to his face, defying the Heavenly Dao! Your crime deserves death; your very soul shall be annihilated!"

They were just hoping that Xiao Wuji would completely enrage Hongjun, so that they could use the Dao Ancestor to crush this major threat to the ground.

However, faced with Zhunti's clamor and Xiao Wuji's direct confrontation.

Hongjun did not get angry. His withered face remained expressionless, showing no sign of being offended.

He simply lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Wuji on the city wall.

Do you know what you're saying?

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuji's heart tightened. Although Pingxin had discussed it with him, he still couldn't help feeling nervous.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about, but I believe that justice resides in the hearts of the people."

Upon hearing this, Hongjun was taken aback.

His moment of surprise instantly created an extremely tense atmosphere. Styx and the others were filled with unease, while Zhunti and the others were overjoyed, even secretly hoping that their teacher could eliminate this scourge.

However, they were ultimately disappointed. After a long while, Hongjun spoke.

"What are you going to do?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuji was overjoyed. He met Hongjun's gaze without backing down.

"You can stop if you want."

Xiao Wuji pointed directly at Zhunti and Jieyin, declaring resolutely, "The Western Sect has trespassed into the Eastern Lands and forcibly seized our sect's fortune. This debt must be settled! The Western Sect must make compensation!"

"How dare you!" Zhunti was so angry that his face turned purplish-red.

"You suppressed three of my sect's most trusted disciples within the bell and have yet to return them, and you still have the audacity to demand compensation from the West? What kind of logic is this!"

"Why can't I suppress your three disciples who have come to Jiepai Pass to challenge me?" Xiao Wuji sneered, refusing to budge an inch.

The two sides faced off across the distance, and the atmosphere became extremely tense once again.

Standing beside Xiao Wuji, Consort Pingxin's eyes flickered.

She didn't try to dissuade him, but instead, taking advantage of the stalemate, a wisp of extremely condensed divine sense silently entered Xiao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Young friend Xiao, don't panic."

Empress Pingxin's voice rang in Xiao Wuji's mind, revealing her trump card with extreme speed.

"Hongjun's forceful intervention in the Great Tribulation, showing favoritism towards Yuanshi, has already violated the principle of the impartiality of the Heavenly Way."

"Previously in the Netherworld Blood Sea, he suppressed me, but not only did he suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao, I also took the opportunity to steal a portion of the power of Heaven and Earth."

"Now that the Earthly Dao has grown strong, the Heavenly Dao is flawed. Hesitant to unleash divine punishment to annihilate you, fearing it might harm you, would he risk damaging his efforts to align himself with the Heavenly Dao!"

"We could have asked for much more this time, but the Western religion hasn't paid enough."

Upon hearing the divine message from Consort Pingxin, Xiao Wuji's last trace of worry completely dissipated, so he continued to speak.

"The Dao Ancestor".

Xiao Wuji ignored the clamoring Zhunti, looked directly at Hongjun, and his tone became completely firm.

"Since it's peace talks, we must show sincerity in doing so."

"A single statement about cause and effect cannot heal the wounds of the Jie Sect, nor fill the void in the Investiture of the Gods. This deal cannot be made."

In mid-air, Hongjun Daozu looked at the aggressive Xiao Wuji.

Deep within those ethereal eyes, a profound and subtle light finally flashed.

He slowly raised his hand and suppressed the clamor of Zhunti and Jieyin.

"I can rewind time, borrow the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and revive Tongtian."

The calm voice, like a thunderclap from the heavens, delivered a condition that no one present could believe.

Hongjun said slowly and deliberately, "However, after his resurrection, Tongtian is no longer a Heavenly Saint."

"In exchange, the Taiqing True Spirit must undergo a journey through the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Netherworld!"

boom!

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao and Wudang Shengmu were instantly struck as if by lightning, their eyes bursting with unbelievable ecstasy.

At the same time, Xiao Wuji, who was in the distance, also suddenly stopped breathing.

Such a bargaining chip was indeed too great for him to refuse. Although Pingxin had suggested he ask for more benefits, he had never imagined that he could actually revive Tongtian.

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