The violet aura of Eight Sceneries Palace was even more solemn than usual. Primordial Lord of Heaven shattered the auspicious clouds as he arrived. Before he even entered the hall, his voice had already carried inside, filled with resentment. "Senior Brother! The Heavenly Emperor's move has ruined all our plans!"
Taishang reclined lazily against an Eight Trigrams cushion as a wisp of green smoke slowly curled from the pill furnace. His voice was calm. "There is no need to rush."
He raised his eyes toward Yuanshi, his gaze seeming to reflect the rise and fall of the Three Realms. "Goddess Taiyuan holds the Heavenly Book, and Nuwa has also tacitly approved of this matter. This is not one person's whim, but the Heavenly Dao's renewed balancing of the calamity."
Yuanshi stamped his foot inside the hall. "But Chan Teachings and the Interception Sect have already faced off, and Human Emperor Di Xin's fate is nearly spent. Why protect him?"
"Fortune is ever-changing, while life and death follow their order." Taishang lowered his gaze and added a pinch of cinnabar to the furnace. "Human Emperor Di Xin's Martial Path Golden Immortal cultivation is real, and it is also true that his allotted lifespan has not yet run out. Forcibly killing him would already violate the very foundations of the Heavenly Dao."
Then his tone shifted, and a glint flashed through his eyes. "However, since the Heavenly Emperor has broken the old arrangement, we can also adapt to the situation and plan our next move."
Hearing that, Yuanshi became even more depressed. What Taishang meant in plain words was: don't rush, just wait and see.
Senior Brother, Senior Brother... you really are the embodiment of inaction...
Seeing this, Taishang said no more.
Meanwhile, within Grand Unity Palace, the goddesses sat at ease.