Tongtian sought aid

Golden Ao Island, Jade Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Master returned with the Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, and others.

He waved his hand, signaling the Sanxiao and the others to step back.

"Master..."

Yunxiao wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Tongtian's gesture to stop him.

"You may all leave now and get some rest."

"Yes, Master."

The Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming exchanged glances and silently withdrew from the main hall.

Inside the main hall, only the Tongtian Sect Master remained.

He sat quietly for a moment, then a Divine Sense struck him.

"Duobao, come see me."

A streak of light flew in from outside the hall and transformed into a Daoist priest dressed in a brocade robe, adorned with jewels and precious stones. This was none other than Daoist Duobao, the chief disciple of the Interception Sect.

"Disciple greets Master."

"Master, Sishui Pass..."

Daoist Duobao was filled with worry. The fact that Saint was personally involved was a momentous event in the Primordial Wilderness, enough to overturn the course of Tribulation.

"Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect were listed on the Investiture of the Gods the Gods."

The words of the Tongtian Sect Master were plain, yet they contained earth-shattering news.

Daoist Duobao trembled violently and froze on the spot.

The Twelve Golden Immortals... are they all gone?

This... this is impossible!

Having followed his master for countless years, he naturally understood the significance of the Twelve Golden Immortals in the Clarify Sect, and was even more aware of how protective Yuanshi Tianzun was of his own.

"Master, this..."

There is absolutely no room for compromise on this matter.

"From this day forward, our Interception Sect and the Clarify Sect will be locked in a life-or-death struggle."

The Tongtian Sect Master's voice was completely calm, simply stating a given fact.

Daoist Duobao trembled; he instantly understood the gravity of the situation.

This is no longer an ordinary sectarian conflict; it's a battle for the Dao Lineage!

The Tongtian Sect Master continued to issue orders.

"Immediately issue my Imperial Edict to recall my disciples who are outside the island, ordering them to return to Golden Ao Island at once."

"From this day forward, the Mountain Gate will be sealed off, and no one is permitted to leave the island without authorization!"

Daoist Duobao felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that his master was preparing to face an unprecedented storm.

"Your disciple obeys!"

Duobao dared not be negligent in the slightest, and after receiving the Imperial Edict, he hurriedly withdrew.

Once again, only the Tongtian Sect Master remained in the vast Jade Palace.

Without pausing, he transformed into a streak of azure sword light that pierced the heavens and earth, tearing through the void and hurtling towards Buzhou Mountain.

Pangu Hall.

Deep within the majestic and ancient hall, Zhou Ming sat cross-legged, his aura as profound as the sea.

On his left and right sides, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu also sat quietly, their Surrounding Body surrounded by a harmonious and flawless Hunyuan Dao Rhyme that transcended heaven and earth.

At one point, Zhou Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"Tongtian has arrived."

"Sister Houtu, go and welcome him in."

"Yes."

Houtu responded and, with a swift movement, appeared at the entrance of the Pangu Hall.

Almost the instant she appeared, an incomparably sharp sword light descended from the sky, landing in front of the hall, revealing the figure of the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, please follow me. My Elder Brother has been waiting in the hall for quite some time." Houtu nodded slightly to him.

The Tongtian Sect Master's face remained stern. He nodded and followed Houtu into the ancient Divine Hall that symbolized the supreme authority of the Wu Clan.

As soon as he stepped into the Pangu Hall, the Tongtian Sect Master sensed two auras that were completely different from the previous ones, yet equally vast and boundless.

His steps faltered slightly.

This aura... it's that of Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal!

He looked towards the source of the aura, and when he saw Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin, a tremendous wave of emotion surged within him.

These two actually Attain the Primordial Chaos?

The Wu Clan has gained two more Saint- level warriors!

Even with the composure of the Tongtian Sect Master, he couldn't help but feel a pang of fear.

How terrifying has the power of the Wu Clan reached now?

He forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, composed himself, stepped forward, and first bowed to Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

"Congratulations to you two fellow Daoists on attaining the Hunyuan Fruit. From this day forward, you will roam freely throughout the world, indestructible through countless eons."

A smile appeared on Di Jiang's bold face, and he waved his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you're too kind."

"It was just luck."

Zhu Jiuyin also sighed.

"Yes, Eon of cultivation and yearning for it day and night, my wish has finally come true today."

"This path to Hunyuan is truly not easy."

The Tongtian Sect Master felt a pang of sadness upon hearing their sentiments.

Not easy?

It may indeed be difficult for them.

But ultimately, through their own accumulated strength and great power, they broke through that shackle and achieved the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.

And what about myself?

As Heavenly Dao Saint, he appears to be infinitely glorious, his Primordial Spirit residing in the Heavenly Dao, making him immortal and indestructible.

In reality, however, they are merely puppets of the Heavenly Dao, unable even to preserve their own Dao Lineage.

But it's a path I chose myself, so who can I blame?

He suppressed his distracting thoughts, turned around, and solemnly bowed to Zhou Ming, who was seated in the main seat.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming."

"Fellow Daoist, please have a seat." Zhou Ming nodded.

After Tongtian sat down, Zhou Ming spoke directly.

"You've come here today, presumably because of my previous promise."

The Tongtian Sect Master didn't beat around the bush and admitted it directly.

"Good."

His expression was extremely solemn.

"With all Twelve Golden Immortals fallen, Primordial Lord will never let this go."

"My Eldest Brother will definitely side with him, along with those two the West who won't do anything without personal gain."

"At that time, I will face a combined attack from four Saint."

"Therefore, I have come here today to ask for your help, fellow Daoist!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming simply smiled calmly.

"I have already made arrangements for this for you."

"I've already spoken with Nuwa and asked her to lend you a hand."

Upon hearing this, the Tongtian Sect Master was first taken aback, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

Fellow Daoist Nuwa?

I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming to get her to help.

If he could get her help, the pressure he faced from Primordial Lord, Taiqing, and even the Two Saints of the West would be greatly reduced.

At the very least, in a battle at the level of Saint, they wouldn't be in a desperate situation of fighting four against one.

The Tongtian Sect Master bowed deeply to Zhou Ming once again.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Zhou Ming accepted it calmly.

"In that case, I won't bother you any longer." The Tongtian Sect Master straightened up.

"I need to return to Golden Ao Island immediately to practice the battle formations and prepare for the upcoming great battle."

Having received an affirmative answer, the Tongtian Sect Master took his leave without lingering.

Looking in the direction Tongtian had left, Houtu walked to Zhou Ming's side, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

"Elder Brother, with the help of Fellow Daoist Nuwa..."

"What if... what if Tongtian really manages to survive using this? Then he will have no further needs from us, and wouldn't the Heaven-Opening Mark we desire be gone...?"

Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze, a strange smile appearing on his face.

"Survive this ordeal?"

He shook his head.

"Houtu, you're oversimplifying things."

Even with Nuwa's help, Tongtian's chances of winning this battle are still extremely low.

Zhou Ming's tone was calm, yet it carried a knowing clarity that seemed to see through everything.

"All twelve of Primordial Lord's Direct Disciple were listed on the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods, the Dao Lineage was severed, and he has gone mad."

Do you think he'll let the disciples of Tongtian Sect off the hook?

"In this battle, he will spare no effort to make the Interception Sect pay a bloody price."

Houtu remained silent.

Indeed, given Yuanshi Tianzun's extremely protective nature, this enmity was irreconcilable.

Even if Tongtian was lucky enough to withstand the combined attack of the Four Saints with Nuwa's help,

Zhou Ming continued.

"And next time? And the time after that?"

"As long as the Tribulation continues, the Primordial Lord's revenge will not cease."

"The Jie Sect Disciple. Can Tongtian protect them for a time, or even forever?"

He will eventually come looking for me.

Even if, hypothetically, he's really stubborn and refuses to ask me for help.

"When Hongjun forces him to take the Saint-Smiting Pill and intends to thoroughly eliminate him, I will then make my move, and the result will be the same."

"At that time, he will have no choice but to hand over the Heaven-Opening Mark to me."

After hearing Zhou Ming's words, Houtu, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin felt a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts.

It turns out that from the very beginning, every step the Tongtian Sect Master took, all his struggles and resistance, were within his Elder Brother's calculations.

No matter what choice he makes, the final outcome is already predetermined.

Houtu sighed softly and said no more.

Zhou Ming's expression became extremely solemn at this moment.

"The matter of Tongtian is merely the opening act of this grand drama."

"What truly matters is what happens after the Primordial Wilderness is shattered!"

He turned around and looked solemnly at Houtu, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin.

"The three of you must make thorough preparations."

"The moment the great battle of the Saint shatters the Primordial Wilderness will be the time for our Wu Clan to reap the rewards!"

"According to the plan, do everything possible to collect those world fragments!"

"They are the foundation of the Pangu Realm!"

Upon hearing this, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu all tensed up.

They all stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Zhou Ming.

"Please rest assured, Elder Brother!"

"We understand!"