Fighting Over the Remaining Dharma Treasures!

Hongjun swept his gaze around indifferently and shook his head.

"You have no karmic affinity with me. There is no need to speak of this matter again."

The disciple-taking ceremony came to an end.

No matter how unwilling they were, no one dared to show any dissatisfaction.

They feared that a single misstep would lead to Hongjun casually suppressing them in fury, causing them to perish completely.

All of a sudden,

everyone's hearts trembled, and their gazes fell upon Tongtian, who sat in the foremost seat.

This one... seemed not to have been accepted as a disciple either.

Their hearts immediately eased, and excitement flashed through many eyes as they assumed expressions of people eager to watch the spectacle grow bigger.

They were all curious to see how Tongtian would respond.

Among them, Dijun, Taiyi, Yuanshi, and Laozi were the most concerned.

Faced with everyone's stares, Tongtian seemed slightly surprised.

Then the corner of his lips curled upward, revealing a meaningful smile.

Seeing this, Nuwa and Fuxi disregarded etiquette and hurriedly looked toward Hongjun as they asked:

"Disciple dares to ask, Master, why have you not accepted Tongtian as your disciple?"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire Purple Heaven Palace fell silent.

All eyes turned toward the Dao Ancestor seated high above.

"Tongtian will have his own heaven-ordained affinity in the future. His status is special, and he may stand as my peer."

Hongjun smiled faintly and explained calmly, without the slightest hint of displeasure.

Yet it would have been better if he had said nothing. Once those words left his mouth, Nuwa, Fuxi, and all the other great powers were left utterly dumbfounded.

A peer of the Dao Ancestor?

This... this was far too shocking!!!

Their minds reeled, and for a time, no one knew what words could express the shock and complicated emotions in their hearts.

After a long while,

sharp intakes of breath rose one after another throughout the Purple Heaven Palace.

Everyone finally recovered from their shock.

Their feelings were an indescribable jumble, sour and bitter, as though an ancient vat of vinegar had been overturned in their hearts.

"However, although Tongtian is not my disciple, these treasures are fated to be his."

Hongjun took in everyone's reactions and smiled faintly before raising a hand and waving it.

The next moment, four longswords brimming with killing intent appeared from thin air, their Sword Intent chilling and terrifying.

An incomparably profound array diagram appeared alongside them.

The crisscrossing sword light made everyone's hearts pound wildly, filling them with an intense sense of danger.

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed most drastically.

Upon closer inspection, endless terror could even be seen in their eyes.

"These are the Immortal Slaying Four Swords, treasures dedicated to slaughter and among the finest spiritual treasures.

"With the Immortal Slaying Array Diagram as the core, one may form the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. Only four Saints joining forces can break it."

What???

It could not be broken without four Saints?

The instant Hongjun finished speaking, an uproar erupted in the Purple Heaven Palace.

This news was even more shocking than the claim that Tongtian was the Dao Ancestor's peer!

One could imagine that Tongtian, already a Saint, would become impossible to contend with in the Primordial Wilderness if he gained such supreme treasures.

Not to mention that he also had Nuwa and Fuxi, two future Saints, standing behind him!

In other words, the Interception Sect would possess the strength of seven Saints in the future.

This... was simply terrifying beyond measure!

Simply terrifying beyond measure!

Laozi and Yuanshi, who had been feeling rather pleased with themselves, instantly darkened.

If anyone was in the greatest turmoil at this moment, it was undoubtedly the two of them.

They had thought obtaining Innate Supreme Treasures had already brought them boundless glory.

Yet compared to Tongtian, it was simply not worth mentioning.

Yuanshi in particular could not even control his emotions, his face filled with jealousy.

The other great powers secretly found the sight immensely amusing.

Fortunately, Laozi reminded him in time, preventing him from making an even greater spectacle of himself.

But from this day onward, the label of "jealous" would likely cling to Yuanshi forever.

Tongtian paused in slight surprise before putting away the Immortal Slaying Four Swords and the array diagram.

"Thank you, Dao Friend, for these treasures."

He thanked Hongjun openly, without any pretension.

Seeing the anticipation in everyone's eyes, Hongjun chuckled softly.

"Do not be anxious. On the Treasure Distribution Rock, billions of miles outside the Purple Heaven Palace, I still have some spiritual treasures remaining."

"After you leave, each of you may seek them according to your own fortune."

Everyone trembled at his words, then became overjoyed.

From disappointment to hope, then excitement, their emotions surged like tides.

"Now that the treasures have been distributed, do you have any further questions?"

"May I ask, Dao Ancestor, since our Witch Race's cultivation does not place importance on the Primordial Spirit, can we still attain a Saintly Position?"

At that moment, Houtu, who had remained silent all along, stepped forward and asked in a firm tone.

As though he had anticipated this question long ago, Hongjun shook his head without hesitation.

"The Witch Race does not cultivate the Primordial Spirit and does not follow the Heavenly Dao. It will be difficult for you to attain sainthood."

"However, beneath the Heavenly Dao, all living beings have their own paths.

"You too will encounter a great heaven-ordained opportunity in the future."

Everyone was stunned.

Did this mean Houtu would attain the realm of Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal in the future?

Dijun and Taiyi's expressions tightened slightly before delight appeared on their faces.

This meant that the Witch Race would have only Houtu as a top-tier expert in the future, while their Demon Race had no such limitation.

With one side rising while the other weakened, was the Witch Race still worth fearing?

"May I ask, Master, what kind of opportunity it will be?"

A trace of delight appeared on Houtu's face as she pressed urgently.

"Some matters should not be spoken of too plainly. When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

Hongjun smiled slightly. His words were cryptic and vague, yet carried unquestionable authority.

Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, he paused briefly before speaking slowly again.

"Pangu split Heaven and Earth apart, and after his death, he transformed into the Primordial Wilderness. I obtained the Jade Plate of Creation and thus embarked upon the path to sainthood."

"Yet the Heavenly Dao remains incomplete. I must preach the Dao to all beings three times before I can merge with the Heavenly Dao and mend the deficiencies of Heaven and Earth."

"Once all this is complete, I will become one with the Heavenly Dao."

"From then on, the Heavenly Dao will be Hongjun, but Hongjun will no longer be an individual. Unless the great course of Heaven and Earth changes, I will no longer concern myself with worldly affairs."

"Take care of yourselves."

Merge with the Heavenly Dao?

Hongjun would no longer interfere with worldly matters?

Upon hearing this, everyone's emotions churned as discussions immediately broke out.

Some were delighted, while others were disappointed.

Yet overall, more people were pleased.

After all, who would want a sword to hang over their heads forever?

Even so, they still had to put on a show.

As if they had discussed it beforehand, everyone urged him in unison.

"Teacher, please reconsider!!"

But Hongjun ignored them. With a flicker of his body, he vanished from atop the cloud platform.

While everyone was still stunned, Tongtian, who had long prepared in secret, flashed away and disappeared.

Everyone froze, then immediately realized what had happened, their hearts leaping in alarm.

Without saying a word, they all rushed toward the exit of the Purple Heaven Palace.

As a Saint, and having acted swiftly, Tongtian had seized the initiative.

By the time he reached the Treasure Distribution Rock, the others were still chasing after him.

He did not take every Dharma treasure, only collecting more than half of them.

Most of what remained were mid-grade or low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, which held little value for him.

Not long after he finished collecting the treasures, the great powers who arrived afterward unleashed their divine abilities and scrambled to seize the remaining Dharma treasures.

As for their dissatisfaction with Tongtian? Just ask—who would dare say anything?

More importantly, although he had taken more than half, he had still left quite a few behind.

Uninterested in watching them fight over the treasures, Tongtian led Nuwa and the others directly toward the Three Immortal Islands.

With the three sermons complete, it was the perfect time to increase their strength.

After arriving at the Three Immortal Islands,

Tongtian gave the spiritual treasures he had obtained to Fuxi, then entered a secret chamber for Closed Door Meditation.

Beyond the Saint realm were twelve levels of Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, six levels of Heavenly Dao, and three levels of Great Dao.

He had entered the Hunyuan realm some time ago, and having gained greatly from the three sermons, he was quite confident that he could break through within three to five thousand years.

Fuxi, Nuwa, and the elders also entered secret chambers one after another, intending to refine their spiritual treasures and see whether they could take the opportunity to break through a minor realm.

The Interception Sect had long since become stable, and with numerous incarnations overseeing the overall situation, whether they entered Closed Door Meditation no longer had much impact.

Besides, with the Interception Sect as it was now, how many people would dare act rashly?

As Tongtian entered Closed Door Meditation, the cultivators fighting over treasures at the Treasure Distribution Rock also gradually returned home.

Within the Heavenly Court,

Dijun gathered his trusted subordinates in the Hall of Supreme Harmony and said calmly:

"I have gained some insight into a method for countering the Witch Race's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation."

"Now that the Purple Heaven Palace's sermon has just ended, I will temporarily leave the Heavenly Court in your care. I wish to enter Closed Door Meditation and study it further."

Upon hearing this, everyone showed delight and readily agreed.

They did not take Dijun's concern that unrest might arise in the Heavenly Court during his seclusion too seriously.

What a joke?

The Heavenly Court was at the height of its power. Other than Tongtian's Interception Sect, only the Witch Race still had the strength to fight them.

As for the other factions, even if they were given ten times the courage, they would not dare act recklessly!

Moreover, the Dao Ancestor had already issued a decree restraining them. For one kalpa, the Witch Race would not dare act rashly either. Otherwise, if the Dao Ancestor acted personally, no one could stop him.

As for the Interception Sect, there appeared to be no conflict with them at present. Why would they attack without cause?

If they coveted the Heavenly Court's treasury, that would at least make some sense.

But the treasury's resources had already vanished without a trace. What else could they possibly want?

Within Kunlun Mountain,

"Second Brother, let us enter Closed Door Meditation completely this time.

"The tribulation is approaching. It is best to avoid it."

Laozi looked solemnly at Yuanshi. Though his tone was not harsh, it carried an unmistakable finality.

He feared that Yuanshi might grow arrogant after receiving treasures from Hongjun and attempt to make some move.

"That is only proper."

Yuanshi nodded in agreement.

He understood that his elder brother spoke out of concern, so he did not become angry.

Having made their decision, the two brothers did not linger. They each turned and entered a secret chamber.

Mount Sumeru.

"Senior Brother, how should we deal with the karma involving Dao Friend Hong Yun?"

Whenever Zhunti thought of Hong Yun, his head began to ache.

The karma they had incurred over the Saintly Position had yet to be settled, and now they had added complications involving several disciples and spiritual treasures.

How were they supposed to repay this karma?

What could they use to repay it?

"Junior Brother, there is no need to worry. Since we cannot repay it, then we simply will not."

Jieyin spoke softly in reassurance, but a cold glint flashed through his eyes.

He had already figured it out. No matter what, this immense karma could never be repaid.

The only solution was to make Hong Yun disappear completely.

"You mean... let him..."

Zhunti's eyes lit up as he made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Exactly. Only then can this karma be resolved completely."

Jieyin nodded slowly, his tone resolute.

"But... Hong Yun has always been inseparable from Zhenyuanzi, and Zhenyuanzi also possesses the Earth Book."

"With our methods, I fear we cannot deal with them anytime soon. Must we wait until after attaining the Dao?"

Zhunti hesitated before voicing his concern.

As the Earth Book, formed from the fetal membrane of the Great Desolation Continent, possessed no great offensive power, but its defensive power was nearly comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure.

Without a sufficiently powerful offensive Dharma treasure, even against Hong Yun and Zhenyuanzi, it would be difficult to kill them in a single strike.