Completely Insane

After hearing Zhou Jun's words, Di Kun suddenly saw the light, as though a bolt of lightning had split apart the fog in his mind. He realized that such a possibility did indeed exist.

The path of the Three Corpses taught by Hongjun was not flawless or complete. One had to rely on Innate Spirit Treasures in order to successfully Slay the Three Corpses. Yet Hongjun had never taken out the Qiankun Cauldron, which could transform acquired objects into innate ones, to refine Innate Spirit Treasures. This was undoubtedly preventing all beings from embarking upon this path.

Moreover, using Innate Spirit Treasures to carry one's Three Corpses was in truth using the Dao contained within those Innate Spirit Treasures themselves to carry one's own being. In that case, one's own Dao would be influenced and polluted by those Innate Spirit Treasures. How, then, could one achieve the Great Dao?

Di Kun could not help thinking that this might be the root reason why the Three Corpses could not later merge into one. If that was truly the case, then there was absolutely no need to use Innate Spirit Treasures to Slay the Three Corpses. It would instead be more appropriate to use acquired spirit treasures refined by oneself. After all, spirit treasures one refined personally carried one's own Dao charm; using them to carry the Three Corpses would certainly not pollute one's Dao.

Otherwise, why had Laozi been unable to merge his Three Corpses into one when he attained the Dao? Di Kun believed that the root of the problem did not lie with the True Spirit, but with the Dao.

When they severed the Three Corpses, they had used the Dao they themselves comprehended, yet they had never examined or inspected it deeply. They pressed onward without looking back, never realizing that they needed to turn around and examine the road they had traveled. Perhaps it was precisely because they had severed goodness, evil, and self, leaving behind only a single obsession, that they could no longer think on such matters.

And Hongjun, as their guide, seemed not to have enlightened them on this point either. There might have been many reasons for this. Perhaps Hongjun had taught them the Great Dao, but not how to examine their own Dao; or perhaps he had added something during his sermons that deepened their obsession with attaining the Dao. Whatever the case, this had led to a kind of blindness on their path of cultivation, and that might well have been the truth of the matter.

Di Kun frowned slightly and lowered his head in thought for a while. Then he raised his head, fixed his gaze on Zhou Jun, and slowly asked, "Then in your view, why exactly did the Innate Gourd Vine suffer the schemes of the Chaos God and Demon Reincarnations?"

Zhou Jun was briefly taken aback upon hearing this. Then he shook his head without the slightest hesitation and answered blankly, "I don't know either."

Di Kun was dumbfounded. He stared wide-eyed at Zhou Jun and raised his voice. "How can you not know?"

But Zhou Jun looked entirely at ease, even rather justified, as he retorted, "Of course I don't know! I've never seen the Innate Gourd Vine with my own eyes. How could I possibly know the reason? You can't expect me to make wild guesses out of thin air! I connected the Primordial Jade Lotus to it because you had personally seen it before, and you had even comprehended it. But as for the Innate Gourd Vine, I haven't even laid eyes on it. If you ask me to guess, even if I said something, would you believe me?"

Di Kun was rendered speechless by Zhou Jun's words. He opened his mouth as though wanting to say something, but in the end, all he could do was let out a helpless sigh. "You..."

Di Kun shot Zhou Jun an impatient glare and muttered irritably, "Then what exactly did you come here for this time? Didn't you swear up and down before that you were going to uncover Mount Zhou's secrets? And Pangu Hall—did you find it or not?"

Zhou Jun was not angry. Instead, he gave a chuckle and revealed a crafty look. "Hehe, I came to find you this time because I suddenly thought of an idea. But I'm not sure whether it'll work, so I wanted you to help me analyze it and see whether there's any feasibility to it."

Upon hearing this, curiosity rose in Di Kun's heart. He widened his eyes and asked eagerly, "What idea could make you so cautious? You're usually not like this. Whenever you think of something, you just do it. What's so special about this time?"

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Zhou Jun's expression was unusually solemn. He took a deep breath before slowly saying, "What I'm planning to do this time feels a little too massive. I truly can't be sure whether it will draw the attention of the Chaos God and Demon Reincarnations and provoke a targeted attack against us, perhaps even causing them to riot. That's why I came specifically to discuss it with you."

Di Kun stared at Zhou Jun. Seeing his grave expression, his own face turned solemn as well. He nodded, signaling for Zhou Jun to continue.

Zhou Jun steadied himself, looked at Di Kun, and finally said, "You should know that I discovered the Sea of Blood beneath Wuyi Mountain, and beneath the Sea of Blood is where the corpses of the Chaos God and Demon Reincarnations are suppressed. Yet beneath Mount Zhou, no corpses of Chaos Gods and Demons were found. Moreover, according to my deductions, the location of the Netherworld Stone must be where the Eighteen Levels of Hell are. Based on these discoveries, I intend to first use the Eighteen Leyline Pearls beneath Mount Zhou to open up the Eighteen Levels of Hell..."

Di Kun waved a hand, a trace of disdain appearing on his face. "Just that? What's the big deal? There's no Underworld or Six Paths of Reincarnation now. Even if you open them up, you'll merely be claiming the name. They won't serve any real purpose at all. So I don't think this is worth discussing. Don't take it too seriously."

Zhou Jun hurriedly shook his head. "No, listen to me first. When I was thinking about creating the Eighteen Levels of Hell, I suddenly had an idea. You know, in the novels and histories from my past life, there were settings from Western mythology or Western fantasy novels. I thought those settings were rather interesting. So I wondered—could we also open up an Abyss beneath the Sea of Blood, where the Chaos Gods and Demons are suppressed?"

Di Kun had not cared much about Zhou Jun's words at first, but the moment he heard the word "Abyss," it was as though he had been electrocuted. He sprang to his feet in shock, eyes wide and face full of terror as he roared at Zhou Jun, "What? You want to open up an Abyss where the Chaos Gods and Demons are suppressed? Have you lost your mind? This isn't something to joke about!"

"Are you fucking insane?! What the hell do you want to do by opening an Abyss beneath the Sea of Blood?! Are you planning to have the corpses of those Chaos Gods and Demons nourish the Abyss, or give their Resentful Energy somewhere to go?! Let the resentment of those gods and demons breed within the Abyss and then come attack the Primordial Land?! Even the thoughts in my fucking head aren't as crazy as yours! You don't want those Chaos Gods and Demons to riot—you want them to thank you! You're giving them a chance to personally destroy the Primordial Land!"

Hearing this, Zhou Jun scratched his head helplessly. He naturally knew that the idea sounded utterly insane, but he did not think it was entirely unfeasible.

"I know the idea is crazy," Zhou Jun explained, "but don't you think it's a very good method? The goal of these Chaos Gods and Demons was to destroy the Primordial Land in the first place. Their corpses are suppressed below, and unlike Pangu, they did not transform their bodies into all things. It's already difficult to wear down their power through time, let alone when there are traitors within the Primordial Land itself. We have no idea when they might break us from within."

He paused, then continued, "If we can open up an Abyss beneath the Sea of Blood and guide the corpses and Resentful Energy of those gods and demons into it, perhaps we can temporarily ease their threat to the Primordial Land. Moreover, the environment within the Abyss could allow their Resentful Energy to be released to a certain extent, rather than continuing to accumulate until it eventually leads to an uncontrollable situation."

"Their resurrection is merely a matter of sooner or later. If we can find them a home and let them use their bodies as gods and demons to nurture all things, would that not be wonderful? Besides, Kalpas of Calamity already lie across the heavens and earth of the Primordial Land. These Kalpas of Calamity are all formed by the gathering of Resentful Energy, Sha Qi, and killing intent between heaven and earth. Do you dare say there is no lingering resentment from gods and demons among them? After all, only their resentment is the hardest to dissolve and disperse. And if I can give them a place to stay, then the future Kalpas of Calamity will become conflicts between the Abyss and the Primordial Land. Would that not continue the karma between the Chaos Gods and Demons and Pangu, making it even better?"

Zhou Jun stared at Di Kun and slowly said, "And if we do this, perhaps it will also sow discord among them. After all, we both know that Hongjun was the final victor in the legends of the Primordial Land.

The other gods and demons may have been incomparably powerful, but they were all suppressed. If these Chaos Gods and Demons are allowed to reincarnate and be reborn through this method, do you think Hongjun can still sit steady as an angler on the bank? Or rather, after attaining the Dao, would he still weaken the Primordial World Beings? If he did, do you think he would be absolutely certain that he could suppress every reincarnation of the Chaos Gods and Demons within the Abyss? By then, he might even rack his brains to make the Primordial Land stronger. After all, there is only one Dao Fruit of Pangu! Do you think Hongjun would be willing to hand it over on a silver platter?"

After hearing Zhou Jun's words, Di Kun felt as though enlightenment had been poured over his head. He instantly calmed down and followed Zhou Jun's line of thought, carefully unraveling the feasibility of the matter strand by strand. After all, this matter was of tremendous importance, like walking a tightrope along a sheer cliff: one misstep, and they would fall into a bottomless abyss. It would be nearly impossible to control, and the danger was extreme. Yet he had to admit that Zhou Jun's idea shone like a brilliant star in the night sky. Even creating the Abyss itself would continuously inject power into the origin of the Primordial Land's heaven and earth. After all, the Abyss had not left the scope of the Primordial World, so there was still room to maneuver. But this decision was like dancing on thin ice, requiring immense courage and wisdom. It was by no means something they could easily control at present. Still, there was no denying that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Great Dao was still in control now; if they could cleverly make use of the situation and have the Great Dao lend a hand, it would be like adding wings to a tiger—yielding abundant benefits while reducing the risks to the lowest possible level.