The Primordial World's Calamity

Venerable Yuanshi's gaze was profound, as if he had seen through everything long ago.

At this moment, they bore the majesty of the Heavenly Origin Sect and the honor of the Daoist Sect.

Xuandu knew that this mission would not be easy.

He would be facing Zhunti, who had been stripped of his Saint position.

Although this was an unprecedented challenge, he did not flinch.

Because he knew this was his master, Li Er's, trust and expectation of him.

He had to go all out to defend the dignity of the Daoist Sect.

Venerable Yuanshi looked at Xuandu, his eyes showing admiration and trust.

He knew Xuandu's strength was already extraordinary, capable of fighting Zhunti.

Moreover, the Precious Lotus Lamp, Human Scroll, Reincarnation Brush, and other magical treasures in Xuandu's hand were like adding wings to a tiger.

In this battle, Xuandu might not lose.

The two of them stood still in the void, as if waiting for a storm to arrive.

Although Zhunti's calculations were exquisite, in their eyes, they were still insufficient.

They knew that if they could make Zhunti realize the gap between the Daoist Sect and the Western Sect this time, it would be a heavy blow to the Western Sect.

At this moment, Li Er in the Eight Sceneries Palace was also paying attention to the upcoming battle.

He knew Xuandu's strength and determination, but he also knew the difficulty of this battle.

However, he believed that Xuandu could complete this mission and win a victory for the Daoist Sect.

Just then, the fluctuations of the mountain-protecting formation became even more intense.

Xuandu gripped the Mountain-Splitting Great Axe, preparing to meet the impending challenge.

He knew that this battle would determine the future of the Daoist Sect, and also his own destiny.

But he was not afraid, because he was ready, waiting for the calamity to descend.

True Lord Yuding and Yang Jian stopped outside the gate of the Eight Sceneries Palace.

They bowed to the Supreme Saint and pleaded for the Mountain-Splitting Axe.

True Lord Yuding understood that whether they went to the Daoist Sect's magnate, East Emperor Jun, or the Human Race's Sacred Temple, they would ultimately have to go through the Supreme Saint, Li Er.

Therefore, they went directly to the Eight Sceneries Palace to beg Li Er.

True Lord Yuding was willing to bear all consequences, including accepting Venerable Yuanshi's punishment.

After understanding True Lord Yuding's resolve, Li Er calmly agreed.

Afterward, the Mountain-Splitting Axe, enshrined in the Sacred Temple of the Human Race, flew out from the Human Ancestral Mother and landed before True Lord Yuding and Yang Jian.

True Lord Yuding and Yang Jian's eyes focused, and they exclaimed in unison upon seeing the great axe.

The two were overjoyed and prostrated themselves, saying, "Thank you, Supreme Saint!"

Their gratitude was evident.

Mentioning the master-disciple relationship, they further emphasized not forgetting the Saint's kindness.

Facing this scene, Li Er said calmly, "Yuding, your master is here with me. Your offense will be handled by your master later."

Then he commanded, "Go."

As previously thought, Yang Jian's act of splitting Peach Mountain to save his mother had already caused subtle friction between the Heavenly Court and the disciples of the Saints. This incident would have a profound impact on the future Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Origin Sect lineage.

However, one fact could not be changed—that the current ruler of the Heavenly Court was born in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, and the emergence of the Heavenly Scroll and the Investiture of the Gods List under it was also a matter of destiny.

This was not something that could be foreseen or postponed by human means.

Haotian's identity as the Heavenly Emperor had been recognized by the Dao Ancestor, which represented the legitimacy of his position.

The emergence of the Heaven, Earth, and Human Books symbolized that the order of the world was about to change.

The Earthly Scroll had already emerged, accompanied by Zhen Yuanzi.

The Book of Life and Death emerged with Great Emperor Fengdu.

Only the Heavenly Scroll remained mysterious.

The Heavenly Scroll did not appear in the ancient Heavenly Court era because the true ruler had not yet been born. Haotian's appearance now marked the time for the Heavenly Scroll to emerge.

Whether it was sooner or later was only a matter of time.

Facing the disciples of Venerable Yuanshi, the Saints naturally had their own plans and strategies.

Therefore, Li Er did not blame Yuding but handed him over to Venerable Yuanshi to handle himself.

Regarding the matter of Peach Mountain and Yaoji, it was still causing heated discussions in the Primordial World, attracting the attention of many Quasi-Saint magnates.

Peach Mountain, the place where Yang Jian's mother was imprisoned, was like a powder keg, waiting for a spark to ignite a world-shattering change.

After Yang Jian split open the Peach Mountain prison, the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became oppressive.

Many Quasi-Saint magnates focused their attention, waiting for the grand drama about to unfold.

They knew this matter involved the Heavenly Court's authority and the attitude of the Saints' disciples, and they were all curious how this dispute would end.

At this moment, from the direction of the South Heavenly Gate, a surging aura of killing intent arrived, seemingly heralding the outbreak of a great battle.

Several immensely powerful auras erupted, shocking all the Quasi-Saint overlords present.

Their gazes converged, watching the scene in the void above Peach Mountain gradually stabilize.

Immediately, as countless powerful figures stood proudly in the void, neat rows of heavenly soldiers and generals displayed an extremely grand spectacle.

And at the very front of this group of heavenly soldiers and generals were the immensely majestic Heavenly Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother of Yaochi.

Their appearance immediately caused True Lord Yuding to sneer inwardly.

Clearly, their arrival was precisely to deal with his and Yang Jian's actions.

As Haotian's voice echoed through Peach Mountain, his imposing might shocked everyone present.

The Quasi-Saint overlords were even more shaken by Haotian's dominance; they had never imagined that facing Haotian, a disciple of a Saint, would be so overwhelming.

His appearance undoubtedly announced his majesty and status to the world; he was not only the Heavenly Emperor but also fearless of any Saint's disciple.

Facing Haotian's questioning, True Lord Yuding had no choice but to reveal himself and cup his hands in greeting to Haotian.

However, Haotian ignored his greeting and directly pointed out the fact that he, as a disciple of a Saint, had interfered in the Heavenly Court's affairs.

Although True Lord Yuding's expression was slightly cold, he still attempted to explain and plead.

He mentioned Yaoji's identity and Yang Jian's filial piety, hoping Haotian would show leniency.

However, Haotian was unmoved. His indifferent response made True Lord Yuding realize that his calculations for today might not come to fruition.

True Lord Yuding emphasized again, "Yang Jian is a disciple of the Heavenly Origin Sect, ** I must offer my assistance. I hope the Heavenly Emperor will not blame me."

Immediately, from within Haotian's body, an aura of majestic Imperial Dao law erupted, sweeping through the surroundings like a storm.

True Lord Yuding felt a strong sense of crisis and quickly summoned the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Immortal-Slaying Sword, for defense.

Haotian sneered, "Doesn't the Heavenly Origin Sect have the Twelve Golden Immortals? Now, you can call them all here and let me see if your Saint's disciples truly disregard elders and dare to interfere even with my Heavenly Court."

As Haotian's words fell, the heavens and earth changed color.

From other directions of Peach Mountain, eleven battle-intent-filled powers surged up; they were the remaining eleven Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect.

Their arrival made the situation even more tense.

Upon seeing the Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect coming to aid True Lord Yuding, Haotian was even more delighted.

He hoped this conflict would escalate further.

Then, he gave an order: "Heavenly soldiers and generals, kill!"

As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Haotian's intention for a bloodless calamity seemed to encounter an insurmountable obstacle.

After a soft shout, he ordered the heavenly soldiers and generals to engage the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect in battle. However, the heavenly soldiers and generals behind him did not move, as if bound by some mysterious force.

This power originated from the senior disciple of the Heavenly Origin Sect, Xuandu, who not only brought the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Eight Sceneries Palace Lamp, but also a symbol of his status.

As Xuandu's calm figure appeared in the void above Peach Mountain, the atmosphere of the entire scene became tense.

Haotian's expression also turned solemn; Xuandu's appearance had clearly exceeded his expectations.

He had calculated the appearance of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect but had not anticipated Xuandu personally intervening in this matter.

Xuandu's status was transcendent. After the Supreme Saint mended the heavens, he had maintained a very low profile, as had his master, the Supreme Saint.

This made Haotian feel an irresistible pressure in front of Xuandu.

Xuandu's name had been renowned throughout the Primordial World since the Witch-Demon Calamity. Although he was a disciple of a Saint, his strength was extraordinary.

In the battle of the Human Race's calamity, he resisted the East Emperor Taiyi, slew his corpses, and stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm, becoming famous in one battle.

Furthermore, he was the Imperial Tutor during the great prosperity of the Human Race, protecting the Three Sovereigns Saints, and his status was supreme, his existence no less than that of the Three Sovereigns.

Additionally, Xuandu's Evil Corpse incarnation was the Lord of the Underworld, Great Emperor Fengdu. He and Haotian each had their own domains, one governing the Heavenly Court and the other the cycle of reincarnation.

His strength and status commanded awe, and he could not simply be regarded as an ordinary disciple of a Saint.

After learning of Xuandu's fame and strength, Haotian was troubled by the possibility of Xuandu's intervention in this calamity.

Although Haotian was in the right at this moment and had the support of the Western Sect, he still felt wary of Xuandu's appearance.

He bowed to Xuandu and attempted to explain that the Saint's disciple he spoke of was not Xuandu but was targeting the Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect.

However, the Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect were also wary of Haotian's words, sensing the divisive intent within them.

In fact, although they were targeting Xuandu, they also understood the gap in strength between themselves and Xuandu.

Xuandu understood that the disciples of the Heavenly Origin Sect were not as capable as those of his Daoist Sect.

His smile and words contained a hidden arrogance towards the Heavenly Court, reminding Haotian that even a Heavenly Emperor had limitations.

Facing Haotian's unspoken inquiry, Xuandu expressed himself easily and clearly: "I represent the Daoist Sect."

This news was undoubtedly a shock to Haotian.

He knew that the power behind the Daoist Sect was the Saint Li Er, who was unfathomable.

Compared to the complex disputes among the Saints, Haotian's position as Heavenly Emperor seemed fragile and powerless at this moment.

The power of the Daoist Sect mentioned by Xuandu put him under immense pressure. He realized that his decision no longer involved a simple struggle between Saints and the Heavenly Emperor, but a deeper, potentially world-altering power struggle that could affect the entire Heavenly Realm's structure.

He felt deep fear and helplessness within his heart, knowing he had to back down when facing the Daoist Sect.

Haotian inwardly let out a bitter laugh, "Zhunti, oh Zhunti, you've truly ruined me this time."

At this moment, he genuinely wished to concede and no longer be involved in this **.

Xuandu continued to explain to Haotian, "Has Your Majesty considered the deeper implications hidden behind today's situation? Even if you escalate this to the Purple Heaven Palace and offend the Saints, what benefits will Your Majesty gain?"

Haotian's expression turned grim. He realized Xuandu's words hit the nail on the head.

He had originally thought his alliance with Zhunti was meticulously planned and flawless, but now it seemed everything was within the opponent's grasp.

Xuandu reminded him, "Even if Your Majesty achieves his goal, you must also consider the subsequent situation.

Is the power of the Saints' disciples truly that easy to control? In the end, Your Majesty might become a pawn in someone else's hands, without achieving the desired outcome."

Haotian's heart trembled, and his expression completely changed.

He understood the meaning behind Xuandu's warning.

He realized his plan was not as perfect as he had imagined, and it might even lead to an irreversible situation.

Xuandu pressed further, "Is this the outcome Your Majesty truly desires?"

Complex emotions surged within Haotian.

He began to hesitate and regret. Once full of confidence, he now fell into silence.

He knew he had overestimated his alliance with the Western Sect and underestimated the strength of the Daoist Sect.

His current silence was more like a helpless hesitation.

Time trickled by, and neither side showed any intention of making a move.

Xuandu's voice broke the silence, "Since this matter was initiated by the Heavenly Origin Sect, why not take a step back and seek a peaceful resolution?"

Haotian's face darkened as he pondered Xuandu's suggestion.

He knew he was in a difficult position, unable to easily back down now.