Just when everyone thought the dust had settled and even the Tongtian Jiaozhu was about to sit down on the ground to catch his breath,
The gray figure that had just stepped into the void rift, half of its body already disappeared into the chaos, suddenly stopped.
It's like a scene that's been paused.
Extremely abrupt.
It's extremely incongruous.
Then, the foot that had stepped out slowly retracted.
"..."
Just as Boundary Breaker Pass, it immediately swallowed the air it had been holding back.
Yuanshi Tianzun had just pulled himself out of the mud, his face still bearing a complex expression of humiliation and relief. Upon seeing this, he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he knelt back down with a thud.
"Teacher...?"
His teeth chattered, and his voice was barely audible.
Has the teacher changed their mind?
Did the teacher feel he had lost face and was planning to turn around and kill everyone present who knew the truth?
Zhunti and Jieyin huddled together, their two bald heads colliding with a loud thud, their faces filled with despair.
Stop messing around!
My heart can't take it!
Just a moment ago the sky was clear and blue, and now it's going to be the end of the world?
Qin Feng raised an eyebrow as he watched Hongjun return.
He withdrew his hand, which was about to wrap around Yun Xiao's waist, put it back in his pocket, tilted his head, and looked impatient.
"What's wrong now?"
"Was the compensation not enough? Or are you trying to take a kickback from those magical treasures?"
"Old man, let me tell you, once the goods are shipped, they cannot be returned or exchanged."
Qin Feng's tone was very aggressive.
They completely disregarded this Dao Ancestor.
Normally, anyone who dared to speak to Hongjun like that would have been struck to ashes by the Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder long ago.
But at this moment.
Hongjun was not angry.
He didn't even frown.
He simply turned around, his eyes, which had once encompassed the entire universe but now seemed somewhat empty, fixed intently on Qin Feng.
Ignore the myriad immortals of the Interception Sect.
I don't realize he's a useless apprentice.
He only had eyes for Qin Feng.
That look in his eyes was strange.
There was no murderous intent, no anger, but rather a kind of... probing, and a hint of barely perceptible fear hidden deep in his eyes.
That's right.
It is fear.
For the first time since he merged with the Heavenly Dao and became the ruler of this Primordial World, he felt a sense of panic called "uncontrollability".
It's like a virus that can't be read, can't be deleted, and can even modify the source code at will, suddenly intruding into a perfectly functioning program.
silence.
A suffocating silence.
The wind stopped blowing, the clouds stopped drifting, and even the Four Saints, trembling in the distance, forgot to breathe.
a long time.
Hongjun finally spoke.
The voice was no longer as aloof and cold as a machine; instead, it carried a hint of the dryness and hoarseness of a "living being."
"You..."
He said only one word, then stopped.
He seemed to be carefully choosing his words, or perhaps suppressing some kind of emotion.
His fingers, gripping the bamboo cane, unconsciously rubbed the shaft, a sign of his extreme inner turmoil.
"This humble Daoist priest holds the Jade Plate of Creation, and knows the past and the future."
"The fate of every single living being in this Primordial Three Realms, even an ant, is contained within my sea of consciousness."
Hongjun spoke slowly, his voice low, as if he were talking to himself.
" Pangu created the world, the Dragon-Han Tribulation, and the great war between the Lich King and the Demon King..."
"I understand every eon, every variable, perfectly."
At this point, he suddenly raised his head, his gaze piercing Qin Feng like a torch.
"Only you."
"This humble Daoist priest cannot see through it."
"Your destiny is not within the Three Thousand Great Daos."
"Your karma is not within the Five Elements and Six Paths."
"You're like a shadow that appeared out of nowhere, with no origin and no destination."
Hongjun took a deep breath.
He took a long breath, as if trying to absorb all the oppressive atmosphere in the world.
Then.
He asked the question that had shaken his Dao Heart and even sent a shiver down his spine.
"Who... are you?"
This problem arose.
boom!
The entire venue erupted in cheers.
The Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, big enough to fit a fist.
What did he hear?
The teacher was asking about the boy's background.
The all-knowing and omnipotent Dao Ancestor actually had things he didn't know?
And judging from his tone... there's a hint of seeking confirmation? Or even a hint of... asking for advice?
"This is insane... this world has gone mad..."
Taishang Laojun was unsettled; he didn't even notice the fan in his hand, which was only useful for alchemy, fall to the ground.
In their hearts, teachers are heaven, reason, and the ultimate goal of all rules.
But now.
The heavens asked a person on earth: Who are you?
This is like an emperor traveling incognito, suddenly bowing to a beggar on the roadside and asking him if he is the retired Supreme Emperor traveling incognito.
This is not just a collapse of cognition.
This is a worldview that has been utterly crushed and rubbed into the ground, beyond repair.
Even the Tongtian Jiaozhu was dumbfounded.
Looking at his son-in-law, who usually acted so casually and without any respect for elders, he felt his head spinning.
Is Qin Feng really not human?
Is he the reincarnation of some Chaos Demon God?
Or perhaps... he's the Great Dao's own son, sent incognito on a secret visit?
Faced with the Dao Ancestor's soul-searching question, and with tens of thousands of pairs of eyes filled with shock and curiosity, he was completely stunned.
Qin Feng smiled.
"Oh."
He chuckled softly, scratched his head, as if he had heard a funny joke.
"Who I am?"
Qin Feng took two steps forward, and at this moment, his aura subtly overwhelmed Hongjun's.
It's not done with Magic Power.
It's not about being nonchalant, but about having a relaxed feeling as if you have the whole world under your feet.
"That's a good question."
Who I am is not important.
Qin Feng raised his hand and pointed to the group of Jie Sect Disciple behind him who were looking at him with admiration.
"To them, I am the son-in-law of the Interception Sect, the man of Yun Xiao, and a great tree that can shelter them from the wind and rain."
He then pointed to the four saints lying on the ground, a wicked smile curving his lips.
"To these four good-for-nothings, I am a nightmare, a slap in the face, a doctor who specializes in curing their every act of defiance."
at last.
His fingers moved slowly, finally settling on Hongjun's aged face.
Qin Feng's smile faded.
His eyes became incredibly deep, like two bottomless abysses, reflecting Hongjun's astonished face.
"And as for you, Hongjun."
"Regarding this so-called Heavenly Way..."
"I'm just a passerby."
"Someone couldn't stand you bullying honest people, couldn't stand you acting as both referee and player, so they couldn't help but want to flip the table..."
Qin Feng paused.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he uttered the final three words:
" The Stone Tablet Repairer."
The Stone Tablet Repairer?
What kind of monument?
Everyone was stunned.
Only Hongjun.
Upon hearing those three words, his pupils contracted sharply, and his body involuntarily took a half-step back.
Repairing the monument?
Whose monument should be repaired?
A tombstone for the Great Dao? Or a boundary marker for the Heavenly Dao?
These three simple words, within his wildly operating Jade Plate of Creation, instantly gave rise to countless terrifying possibilities.
Could he be an envoy sent by the Great Dao to correct the errors of the Heavenly Dao?
Could he be the arbiter who descended to end this great calamity?
The more I think about it, the more scared I get.
The more I thought about it, the more unfathomable this young man in front of me seemed.
Even if Qin Feng had just casually made up a cool-sounding word.
But in the eyes of Hongjun, who was deeply troubled by the situation, this was simply a naked maxim of the Great Dao!
" The Stone Tablet Repairer..."
Hongjun muttered to himself, his expression shifting constantly.
In the end, all the emotions turned into a long sigh.
That's enough.
"Since they are the Stone Tablet Repairer, then it is no longer within the scope of my jurisdiction."
"I admit defeat in today's events."
Hongjun gave Qin Feng a deep look, his gaze no longer containing the previous probing, but instead filled with deep apprehension and a resolute determination to keep to themselves.
"As long as you don't destroy this Primordial World foundation."
Do whatever you want.
This is complete decentralization.
It was a complete surrender.
After saying that...
Hongjun dared not linger any longer.
He feared that if he stayed any longer, his Dao Heart would truly crumble before this young man.
His large sleeves were rolled up.
The void rift leading to the Purple Heavens Palace opened again.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Should we stay here and wait for our meal?"
Hongjun glanced coldly at the Four Saints on the ground.
As if waking from a dream, Yuanshi Tianzun and the others scrambled to their feet, not daring to utter a single harsh word, and like a few stray dogs, rushed into the crevice.
That speed.
If you didn't know better, you'd think there was a dog chasing you.
In the blink of an eye.
The Dao Ancestor is gone, and the Four Saints have fled.
The dark clouds and oppressive atmosphere vanished completely.
Only Qin Feng remained, standing in mid-air with his hands in his pockets, the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind.
" The Stone Tablet Repairer?"
Yun Xiao flew to Qin Feng's side, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration.
"Brother Qin, what does this mean? It sounds really impressive."
Qin Feng looked down at the beauty in his arms, blinked, and the inscrutable expression on his face instantly crumbled, reverting to his usual carefree and nonchalant demeanor.
"Hey, that's just made up."
"Look at that old man, he looks so unsophisticated. How can we keep him in check if we don't use some incomprehensible words?"
"That's called tactical deception."
Yun Xiao: "..."
The Tongtian Jiaozhu: "..."
The Ten Thousand Immortals of the Interception Sect: "..."
Qin Feng made it sound easy.
But everyone present, looking at his tall and straight back, had only one thought in their minds.
I don't believe you!
Even the Dao Ancestor was frightened away, and you're telling me this is all made up?
The big shot is definitely keeping a low profile!
Definitely the demeanor of a master!
What Qin Feng didn't know was that because of those three casually made-up words, he had already risen to an indescribable and terrifying level in the hearts of all living beings in the Primordial World, and even in the heart of that Dao Ancestor.
"Alright."
Qin Feng stretched and turned to look at the faces of those who had survived the ordeal below.
"The play is over, the fight is over."
"Next."
"Isn't it our Interception Sect's turn to have a proper celebration?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
"Roar!!!"
Inside Boundary Breaker Pass, a deafening cheer erupted.
Countless Jie Sect Disciple embraced and wept, while countless magical treasures soared into the sky with spiritual light.
This day.
Rewriting the Heavenly Mandate.
The Interception Sect is reborn.