The Heavenly Dao's Operation

"Lin Fan—!"

Donghuang Taiyi's face contorted, bordering on madness. Before him lay piled corpses, the sky stained crimson, a pungent stench blanketing the heavens.

"This is a hatred that cannot be shared!"

Lin Fan, I swear eternal enmity with you!

Di Jun's furious roar echoed through the clouds, his eyes burning with unquenchable rage.

"My Lord, that scoundrel named Lin dared to trespass into the Heavenly Palace. This is a hatred that cannot be shared."

In this battle, Lin Fan single-handedly stormed the Heavenly Court, causing the entire Heavenly Court to lose all face.

Many Demon Gods, such as Ji Meng and Ying Zhao, were filled with indignation.

Suddenly, a demon king trembled and broke the collective outrage:

"Reporting... that Lin Fan also... also went to the Solar Star..."

"What did you say?"

A cold glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes, the sharp killing intent so terrifying that the demon king was about to wet himself. He hastily explained:

"It was all Lin Fan's doing! After destroying the Demon Emperor's Palace, he went straight to the Solar Star and stole countless immortal herbs and spiritual plants."

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were shocked and enraged, and immediately rushed to the Solar Star.

The Solar Star, once covered in spiritual mushrooms and divine trees, was now barren. Even heavenly materials and earthly treasures like Solar Divine Crystals and Sunlight Crystals were nowhere to be found.

Looking at the devastated scene, the demon gods could hardly believe this was the scorching Solar Star.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's anger erupted, and they suppressed the burning rage, saying:

"What exactly happened?"

"Reporting to my Lord, Lin Fan, with two Iron-Eating Beasts, plundered the Solar Star. All the spiritual plants were eaten clean..."

That great demon wept tears of blood, pushing all the blame onto Lin Fan, fearing that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would kill him in their rage.

"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, that Lin Fan is truly too arrogant! Ji Meng trembled all over, gritting his teeth, 'The heavenly materials and earthly treasures nurtured for hundreds of thousands of years on the Solar Star were all plundered by him!'"

Ying Zhao, Nine Infants, and other Demon Sages angrily echoed.

"The ten-thousand-year spiritual roots on the Solar Star took hundreds of thousands of years to form! Now they have all been plundered by that Lin Fan. This is a hatred that cannot be shared! We must make him pay a thousandfold!"

"Only by annihilating his form and spirit can we wash away the shame of our Heavenly Court!"

The quasi-saint powerhouses surged with killing intent, wishing they could tear Lin Fan to pieces.

Bai Ze, the Heavenly Court's strategist, remained clear-headed and advised Di Jun, "Heavenly Emperor, although Lin Fan deserves death, there is something strange about this matter—we acted so secretly, how could the Twelve Ancestral Witches have known in advance?"

Di Jun suppressed his anger, a thoughtful expression on his face. To ensure nothing went wrong, he had already obscured the heavenly secrets and acted flawlessly. Logically, Lin Fan should have had no way of detecting anything, but the appearance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches proved that the other party had indeed been prepared.

The only explanation was that there was a traitor in the Heavenly Court.

The Demon Master Kunpeng's face was as dark as water, and he said sternly, "Lin Fan's actions are tantamount to a declaration of war! I implore the Heavenly Emperor to mobilize hundreds of millions of demons and set up a net of heaven and earth!"

Execution Order

Di Jun's eyes turned cold, and he coldly threw down a cruel decree: "Exhaust the power of the Great Desolation, and Lin Fan must be executed!"

The quasi-saints in the hall solemnly agreed.

Know that the Demon Race is the strongest race between heaven and earth, vast and boundless. If the entire race were to hunt him down, even if Lin Fan possessed the ability to reach the heavens, he would eventually perish. At this moment, the Demon Race's hatred for Lin Fan had reached a point of irreconcilable enmity.

Di Jun suddenly stood up, his black robes fluttering without wind: "From this day forward, Lin Fan is listed as an enemy of the Demon Race. All citizens of the Demon Race, upon seeing him, must take revenge and set up a net of heaven and earth to hunt him down!"

The decree shook the Heavenly Court.

Although the demons bowed their heads and obeyed, their hearts were filled with trepidation. That Lin Fan was a blood relative of Saint Nuwa. Throughout history, who dared to rashly attack a saint's relative? Although the Heavenly Emperor ruled the heavens, under the might of a saint...

Suddenly, ten thousand golden lotuses bloomed in the dome, and auspicious energy surged from the earth's veins. A majestic saintly might descended like a river of stars, instantly enveloping the thirty-three layers of heaven.

"Empress Nuwa!"

Everyone below the Grand Unity realm trembled and prostrated themselves. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi hurriedly stepped forward, cold sweat already beading on their foreheads.

But Nuwa lightly raised her hand, and the entire Heavenly Court trembled. Stars seemed to extinguish in her eyes, and every word she spoke struck like heavenly thunder:

"Di Jun, how dare you!"

The might of a Saint turned into a tangible force, making the bones of countless demons creak. Those quasi-saints, who were once majestic, now had pale faces and were drenched in sweat through their heavy robes.

As Nuwa coldly questioned him, Di Jun's expression turned grim.

He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking with difficulty:

Empress, please see, that Lin Fan slaughtered many of our people...

Di Jun clearly remembered the ironclad rule that Saints could not interfere in Great Tribulations, believing this matter was merely a personal grudge between the Heavenly Court and Lin Fan.

Before he could finish speaking, Nuwa had already erupted in rage and attacked.

A Universe Giant Palm descended from the void, shattering Di Jun's golden body on the spot. Under the sweeping aftershock, countless demon soldiers were instantly annihilated.

The Demon Court fell into deathly silence, and the assembled demons were too terrified to speak.

How dare you!

Nuwa said coldly, "Regarding my brother's affairs, how can you people dare to comment!"

Previously, Di Jun's collusion with two Saints to ambush Lin Fan had already made her deeply resent the entire Demon Race. Seeing them now attempting to mobilize the entire race to hunt him down, her killing intent could no longer be suppressed.

Just as Nuwa was about to strike the reborn Di Jun again, Fuxi flashed forward to block her:

Think twice, sister! The Heavenly Emperor was merely muddled for a moment...

Nuwa ultimately gave her elder brother face, but her Saintly Might still enveloped the Demon Court. Di Jun felt a fatal fear for the first time and could only grit his teeth and issue the decree:

Immediately revoke the execution order against Lin Fan!

Gazing at the Demon Court, which had been reduced to ruins, Di Jun's heart churned with endless humiliation and resentment. The tribulation of the Solar Star was already a disgrace, and now to be publicly pressured like this, all sorts of unwillingness gnawed at his ** dignity like venomous snakes.

Nuwa stared at Di Jun for a moment, then turned and left without another word.

Di Jun, take care of yourself.

Di Jun suddenly felt the heavy burden on his shoulders lift, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Fear surged into his heart for the first time.

As an Innate God, he possessed extraordinary perception.

He had clearly sensed Nuwa's killing intent just now.

If he hadn't yielded, he would likely have been annihilated on the spot.

But his gaze fell upon the devastated Solar Star, and his anger surged again.

He turned to Fuxi with a cold face and questioned:

Fuxi, you are the Heavenly Court's Demon Master, why did you stand by and watch Lin Fan plunder the Solar Star?

Lin Fan's cultivation is profound, I am no match for him.

Fuxi's expression was calm.

When Lin Fan stormed the Heavenly Palace that day, he had indeed tried his best to stop him, and his conscience was clear.

Seeing Fuxi's resolute gaze, Di Jun, despite his hatred, could only let it go.

He suspected that Lin Fan had foreseen the Demon Race's conspiracy and Fuxi's involvement, but he lacked concrete evidence.

Di Jun let out a cold snort and left the Demon Emperor's Palace, heading straight for Kunlun.

Now that Nuwa was a restraint, it was inconvenient for the Demon Race to act, so he could only seek help from Laozi.

The ambush of Lin Fan in the first place had been at Laozi's instruction.

Now that the Demon Race had suffered a tribulation, Laozi could not escape responsibility.

In Laozi's dojo, Di Jun detailed the changes in the Heavenly Court.

He poured out his grievances to the Saint:

Taiqing Saint, Lin Fan is this brutal.

I sincerely hope the Saint will uphold justice.

Laozi remained silent, frowning.

He inwardly cursed the Demon Race for their incompetence: they had set up a perfect trap, mobilized their entire force, and still couldn't capture a mere youngster. It was a waste of his efforts in restraining Nuwa.

Di Jun said earnestly:

Lin Fan, as the leader of the Human Religion, repeatedly defies the Heavenly Dao.

As the leader of the Xun Teaching, you, Saint, should punish this madman to rectify the Heavenly Order.

He was well aware that the foundation of the Xun Teaching, created by Laozi, lay with the Human Race.

Ten percent of the Human Race's destiny was controlled by the Human Religion, and its foundation was not stable.

To break through this situation, the Human Religion's foundation must be shaken, and Lin Fan was the key.

Di Jun knew Laozi's intentions well and directly pointed out the crucial issue.

Only in this way could he attract Laozi's attention.

As expected, Laozi's expression darkened upon hearing this.

The rise and fall of the Heavenly Court had nothing to do with him, but Lin Fan's ascendance could not be ignored.

Therefore, he had to assist the Demon Race in restraining him.

After a moment of thought, Laozi said to Di Jun:

"Since that is the case, I will bestow upon you a Spiritual Power to deal with Lin Fan."

With that, he flicked his finger.

Countless golden runes surged into Di Jun's sea of consciousness.

This was the technique of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, Laozi's Originating Divine Ability.

It could condense three avatars, each possessing seventy percent of the main body's power.

If cultivated to perfection, combat power could increase by fourfold.

Di Jun studied it briefly and was immediately overjoyed.

"Thank you, Saint, for bestowing this technique."

With this Spiritual Power, Lin Fan was no longer a threat. Di Jun bowed respectfully and departed.

On Shouyang Mountain, Lin Fan returned to the Ancestral Land. The Three Ancestors of the Human Race led the crowd to welcome him, their expressions filled with reverence.

"Holy Venerable has swept through the Heavenly Court and the Demon Race, shaking the universe!"

"Holy Venerable is peerless!"

Countless tribesmen shouted excitedly, their voices shaking the heavens.

The Great Desolation's Human Race was weak and insignificant, often bullied by the Demon Race.

The grievances of the past were hard to erase, but now Lin Fan fought the Heavenly Court alone, allowing everyone to hold their heads high, their fighting spirit soaring.

"Rise, diligently cultivate. One day, the Human Race will rise and prosper, no longer suffering the bullying of other races."

Lin Fan waved his hand, and everyone felt an invisible force lifting them.

"Please, Holy Venerable, impart your profound methods!"

The youths' eyes burned with passion, their shouts like a tidal wave.

Lin Fan's every word was like a spark, igniting the prairie fire in their hearts.

Everyone's hearts surged with emotion, yearning for the day they could reach the pinnacle.

Lin Fan readily agreed.

Immediately, on the peak of Shouyang Mountain, he began to lecture on profound Dao methods to hundreds of millions of tribesmen.

In an instant, celestial music drifted, auspicious clouds gathered, and golden radiance poured down.

A majestic Dao aura swept in all directions, intoxicating all living beings.

Xiong Batian and Xiong Aotian put away their usual laziness and sat respectfully.

They calmed their minds and meditated on the Supreme Principles of the Great Dao.

Time flowed by quietly.

One day, the Xiong brothers' bodies suddenly erupted with astonishing power.

Brilliant divine radiance shot up into the sky.

Both of them advanced to the Golden Immortal realm.

Their cultivation continued to soar after the breakthrough.

It only stopped at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

The spiritual medicines and immortal fruits they had consumed on the Solar Star, had long been refined into Source Power by the Heaven Swallowing Art.

Now that all the energy was absorbed, their cultivation naturally surged.

This was the profoundness of the Heaven Swallowing Art—

it could improve one's realm merely through consumption, with astonishing conversion efficiency.

The two bears' physiques were perfectly suited for this technique.

Despite their short cultivation time, they had already reached the Fifth Realm.

The sudden phenomenon attracted the attention of thousands. Everyone curiously observed these two round, fluffy creatures.

Could these be the Holy Venerable's mounts? They are truly endearingly cute.

Just then, a graceful figure descended upon the peak of Shouyang Mountain.

Nuwa gazed at the small figure in the clouds, her jade visage breaking into a gentle smile.

Her smile held endless affection.

Not long after they parted, Lin Fan's cultivation had advanced again.

The lawful rhythms emanating from his sermon were profoundly mysterious, even to her.

Joy mingled with pride.

When the sermon concluded, Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi suddenly exhibited profound fluctuations around their bodies.

The sky displayed myriad phenomena, signaling the three ancestors of the Human Race simultaneously entering the Golden Immortal realm.

(

Chapter

[Rewritten Version]

Those three were born from Nuwa's hands; they were Innate Humans with innate talent and comprehension far exceeding the ordinary.

Their understanding of the Great Dao was naturally deeper, and their breakthroughs came earlier.

After the sermon ended, everyone dispersed.

Nuwa walked to Lin Fan's side.

Her expression was solemn, her gaze cool, her dignified bearing fully displayed.

Her elder sister's majesty was evident.

Lin Fan was slightly taken aback.

Why is Sister so serious today?

Her proper demeanor made him quite unaccustomed to it.

"This time, the Demon Race set a trap to harm you, so your ascent to the Heavenly Court was understandable.

However, remember the dangers of the Great Tribulation and know where to draw the line in your actions.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are tied to the Heavenly Mandate; now is not the time for their demise."

Nuwa's words held a hidden meaning.

Lin Fan understood immediately and nodded, saying, "Sister, rest assured, I know the Demon Race's destined fortune is not yet depleted."

He knew that the Demon Race was the race destined to face the Great Tribulation.

It involved the operation of the Heavenly Dao and was related to Hongjun's plans.

If it were merely a minor punishment, Hongjun would not have intervened.

But if it endangered the lives of Di Jun and the other, or interfered with the progress of the Great Tribulation, the Heavenly Dao Saints would surely intervene—this was the bottom line Sister mentioned.

Nuwa saw his understanding, and a flicker of relief crossed her eyes.

With Lin Fan's current cultivation, if he truly wanted to kill Di Jun and the other, it would not be difficult.

However, the immense karma he would incur would be more than he could bear.

She hadn't expected him to grasp her meaning in an instant.

Such intelligence, he was indeed her most proud younger brother.