Primordial Era: Innate gourd vine, self-dismemberment

Chapter 68 Hongjun's Preaching

At this moment, seeing that Zhunti was speechless, Nuwa pressed her advantage and glanced at him disdainfully, saying, "Judging from your appearance, you have no achievements to speak of. You are just using the creatures of the West as a pretext to seek personal gain. You are truly shameless villains with depraved character."

Faced with Nuwa's personal attack once again, Jieyin and Zhunti's eyes turned red. However, this time it was not an act, but rather out of embarrassment and anger.

Although they knew in their hearts that after their previous performances, their reputation would certainly not be good, and labels such as shameless and thick-skinned would be firmly attached to their faces.

However, this is not irreversible. If they publicize it effectively, they can portray themselves as risking their own reputations for the revival of the Western continent, and as having an unwavering pursuit of the truth, indifferent to outward appearances.

But now, after Nuwa's questioning, their reputation is no longer just bad, it's completely ruined and can never be cleansed.

Suddenly, Jieyin and Zhunti felt a surge of urge to fight Nuwa to the death, to give her revenge, and to seize the prayer mat along the way.

However, just as they were having this thought, a great sense of terror suddenly arose in their hearts.

Looking at Nuwa, her eyes seemed to hold a hint of expectation? Was she waiting for them to make their move? And Fuxi, his aura concealed, seemed ready at any moment. Yuan Yan, Yuan Jie, Yuan Lun, and Yuan Ling, though silent and showing no sign of attack, were watching them with a half-smile.

They immediately stopped moving, suppressing their anger as if nothing had happened. Jieyin sat steadily on the prayer mat, and Zhunti sat behind Jieyin as if no one else was there.

At this moment, seeing that Jieyin and Zhunti had held back, Nuwa and Fuxi were also slightly disappointed.

The reason Nuwa was so angry with Jieyin and Zhunti before was not only because she really disliked them, but also because she wanted to provoke them into fighting.

If the Sage Hongjun were to become angry, Jieyin and Zhunti would at best incur the Sage's displeasure and be expelled from Zixiao Palace, missing the opportunity to hear the Dao; at worst, they would anger the Sage and perish on the spot, their cultivation vanishing into nothingness.

If Hongjun Saint doesn't care and ignores this, then with the strength of the two siblings and Yuan Yan, they can easily severely injure Jieyin and Zhunti and take away Jieyin's futon.

In this way, one of the Yuanjie Daoist, Yuanlun Daoist, and Yuanling Daoist will be able to sit on the futon and receive a great opportunity.

The brother and sister owed Yuan Yan and the other three a favor, and they were able to repay it. Unfortunately, Jieyin Zhunti was truly extraordinary, as he was so tolerant!

A few more breaths passed, and it was unclear whether it was the exact end of a cycle or whether everything had settled down.

Suddenly, a hazy figure appeared abruptly on the high platform, looking down at the group of innate saints below.

In that instant, the seemingly calm Jieyin and Zhunti, the indifferent Sanqing, and Nuwa and Fuxi, who hoped Jieyin and Zhunti would take action...

The four Yuan Yan members who were ready to provide support at any time, as well as the three thousand innate saints watching the show below with different expressions, were all frozen in place, and even their primordial spirits became sluggish.

Yuan Yan's pupils constricted sharply, his face filled with horror: "Is this the power of a sage?"

He felt that he had far underestimated the power of the sage. In an instant, the sage could freeze the physical bodies and primordial spirits of three thousand innate saints at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, rendering them powerless to resist.

The saying "Below the sage, all are but ants" is vividly demonstrated here.

Fortunately, everyone quickly felt relaxed and returned to normal, but when they looked at the Sage Hongjun on the high platform, there was a hint of awe and longing in their eyes.

They also desire that power to control the life and death of others in an instant.

This is the great path they have been searching for!

On the high platform, Hongjun, whose figure was hazy, calmly glanced at the six people sitting on the futons, including Yuan Yan, and a hint of surprise and satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, he suppressed his surprise and satisfaction, returning to his detached state.

In that one glance, Yuan Yan felt his hair stand on end, as if his life and death were out of his control and all his secrets had been exposed.

In that instant, Yuan Yan's mind raced. He imagined his identity as a transmigrator being exposed and him being killed on the spot by Hongjun, and he also imagined that Hongjun would not be able to see through his identity and would not recognize him as a saint—but in the end, he calmed down and felt at peace.

With the power of Hongjun Saint, it would be a matter of a single thought to eliminate him and his clones and backup plans left in the prehistoric world. Facing such an extraordinary being, it would be useless for him not to be calm!

It was at this moment that Yuan Yan became even more determined in his Dao heart. He wanted to ascend to the pinnacle of the Great Dao. He did not want to be like he was today, where his life and death were not in his own hands under the watchful eyes of others.

Of course, the reason he was able to remain steadfast in his Dao heart was because Hongjun had already looked away, and the feeling of being seen through had disappeared.

He had a vague feeling that Hongjun would not attack him; otherwise, if Hongjun were to attack him, no matter how firm his Dao heart was, he would not be able to escape this calamity.

Hongjun shifted his gaze, his voice calm and devoid of any emotional fluctuation: "From this day forward, the seating arrangements are finalized and cannot be changed arbitrarily!"

"We will heed the words of the sage," the three thousand innate saints responded in unison.

Thus, the dispute over the prayer mats in Zixiao Palace came to an end! Seated on the prayer mats in order were Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Yuanyan, Nuwa, and Jieyin.

The next moment, Hongjun spoke softly, his voice echoing in everyone's ears: "I, Hongjun, feel that the inheritance of the primordial world is incomplete, so I have begun to preach the Great Dao in Zixiao Palace and spread the Dao throughout the primordial world."

"The way of Heaven is predetermined. There will be three lectures at Zixiao Palace, each lasting one Yuanhui, with a gap of one thousand Yuanhui between lectures."

Upon hearing the words of the Sage Hongjun, the group of innate deities were overjoyed, never expecting that such a great opportunity as the Sage preaching would occur three times.

If they successfully listened to all three sermons, they firmly believed that their cultivation level would make great progress.

Ignoring the thoughts of the assembled primordial deities below, the Sage Hongjun spoke on his own: "The lecture at Zixiao Palace will discuss the Dao of the Great Luo Golden Immortal."

"When heaven and earth were first separated from chaos, the clear yang rose to become the sky, and the turbid yin sank to become the earth. The Great Dao manifested three thousand things, all leading to the same goal. The Dao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things."

"The Great Luo is one who transcends time and space, is eternal and indestructible, is free from all causes and effects, and is carefree and unfettered. A cultivator who enters the Great Luo from the Taiyi realm does not accumulate cultivation, but rather breaks through shackles, understands the origin, and comprehends their own path, only then can they attain the Great Luo."

The Daoist aura emanated from the Sage Hongjun, his body merging with heaven and earth. Though his words were silent, they reached the ears of every innate deity. The void trembled with his aura, all sounds ceased, and only the Daoist aura endured.

In an instant, strange phenomena appeared in Zixiao Palace: flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and rays of light and auspicious clouds filled the air.

The Three Thousand Laws of the Great Dao manifested, and the chaotic energy transformed into innate Dao forms such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, swirling within the main hall, inhaling and exhaling innate spiritual energy, condensing into countless Dao lotuses that bloomed one after another.

The sound of the Dao appeared faintly, seemingly coming from ancient times, resonating with the void, causing the laws of the Great Dao to roar.

The pure energy surged like a tide, and the purple energy condensed into a substantial substance, intertwining to form a canopy that covered the dome. The rosy light pierced through the chaos, illuminating the vast expanse of space into a dark yellow hue.