Master, I Refuse to Accept This!

Western Kunlun, located in the western part of the Kunlun Mountain, has been protected by a formation cast by the Queen Mother of the West for many years.

"Are you done playing?"

The Queen Mother of the West withdrew her hand, and her magical power gradually subsided.

"The power among sages is so great, no wonder the Dao Ancestor once said that those below the sages are like ants."

During the battle between the saints just now, she had been using her own magic power to maintain the defensive formation of Western Kunlun. If their power hadn't been mainly concentrated in Eastern Kunlun, how could she have protected it with their strength alone?

"Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal?"

The Queen Mother of the West gazed into the distance, the word constantly echoing in her mind.

"Your Majesty."

A clear, cool voice rang out from outside the pavilion.

The Xuan Nü, dressed in a plain white dress, slowly walked into the pavilion.

She has now reached the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, her aura is restrained, but the heroic spirit between her brows remains unchanged.

Since being taken under the wing of the Queen Mother of the West, she has devoted herself to cultivation in Western Kunlun. Now she is the de facto manager of Western Kunlun and enjoys the deep trust of the Queen Mother of the West.

"Is everything arranged?" The Queen Mother of the West did not turn around.

"Yes," the Xuan Nü replied respectfully. "The order has been issued: no living being in Western Kunlun is allowed to leave the mountain without permission. Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from Western Kunlun."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded in satisfaction. "I've always trusted you to get things done."

"Xuan Nü, how many years have you followed me?" the Queen Mother of the West suddenly asked.

Xuan Nü was slightly taken aback, then replied, "Since Your Majesty enlightened Xuan Nü, several hundred Yuanhui have passed."

The Queen Mother of the West exclaimed, "Several hundred coins have been spent already! Time flies!"

She stood up, walked to the pavilion, and looked down at the clouds and mist below. "Since the beginning of hundreds of Yuanhui, how many calamities has the Primordial Wilderness endured? Each time, I chose to live in seclusion, guarding this small piece of land in Western Kunlun."

Xuan Nü listened quietly without interrupting.

"Some say I'm timid, cowardly, that I cling to the empty title of the Head of Female Immortals without doing anything for the Primordial Wilderness." The Queen Mother of the West smiled, her smile serene. "But little do they know that being able to survive in the Primordial Wilderness for so long is the greatest skill in itself."

She turned to look at Xuan Nü: "Xuan Nü, do you know why I've survived until now, while most of those fellow cultivators who were stronger and more glorious than me back then have perished?"

The Xuan Nü shook her head. "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

"Because I know when to fight and when to yield," the Queen Mother of the West said calmly. "If I had taken sides, I would have already perished."

She walked up to Primordial Wilderness Xuan Nü and gently patted her shoulder. "In this game of the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao ultimately holds the reins. For us pawns, the most important thing is not how high we can jump, but how long we can live."

Over the years, she has seen through many things.

Therefore, since she accepted the Head of Female Immortals, she has been living in seclusion in Western Kunlun and has not revealed anything in the Primordial Wilderness.

The Xuan Nü seemed to be deep in thought, "Does Your Majesty mean... that we should still ignore this great calamity?"

"Not bad." A profound glint flashed in the Queen Mother of the West's eyes. "We must completely isolate it. From this day forward, Western Kunlun Mountain will be sealed off. No one may enter or leave without my permission."

Xuan Nü was startled. "Sealing the mountain? How should the Heavenly Court respond? They sent someone a few days ago, wanting to invite Your Highness to come down from the mountain and oversee Yaochi, to jointly manage the female immortals?"

Although she knew the Empress's temperament, the current Heavenly Court was personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and unlike in the past, the one in charge of the Heavenly Court was still the Dao Ancestor's attendant.

The Queen Mother of the West was silent for a moment, then shook her head. "Please refuse for me. Just say that I, the Queen Mother of the West, have no real ability and only wish to guard my own little corner of the world, and thank her for her kindness."

"But Your Majesty, the Heavenly Court is the legitimate authority. If we completely reject it, wouldn't that..." Xuan Nü hesitated.

The Queen Mother of the West laughed, "Orthodoxy? Xuan Nü Maiden, you are still too young. In the Primordial Wilderness, there has never been an eternal orthodoxy. Wasn't the Demon Court orthodox back then? Wasn't the Witch Clan powerful? But what about now?"

She looked eastward, towards the Heavenly Court: "Haotian and Yaochi are nothing more than puppets put forward by the Dao Ancestor. They want to win me over simply to use my title Head of Female Immortals to consolidate the Heavenly Court's rule over female immortals. But why should I wade into this mess?"

Xuan Nü finally understood. "Your Majesty is wise."

"Go, issue the order to seal off the mountain." The Queen Mother of the West waved her hand.

"Yes!" The Xuan Nü bowed solemnly, then turned and left.

After the Xuan Nü left, the Queen Mother of the West stood alone in the pavilion for a long time before sighing softly, "The Great Calamity has begun, and the Primordial Wilderness is about to face another turbulent period!"

On the other side, in the Chaos, at the Purple Cloud Palace.

A streak of light landed in front of the palace gate.

Yuanshi revealed himself, his face ashen, his eyes filled with raging fury.

He looked at the tightly closed palace gates, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm his emotions, and then bowed in respect.

"Disciple Yuanshi greets Master!"

The palace gates were silent.

Yuanshi raised his voice again. "Master! Your disciple has an important matter to ask you, please enlighten me!"

This time, the palace gates slowly opened.

A calm, even voice came from deep within:

Come in.

Yuanshi adjusted his clothes and stepped inside.

A white jade platform stood at the very front, and on the platform sat an old Daoist priest in a gray robe with his eyes closed; this was none other than Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"Disciple pays respects to Master!" Yuanshi knelt on the ground, his voice filled with grief and indignation, "Please, Master, do justice for your disciple!"

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes. There was no emotion or fluctuation in his eyes, only an indifference that seemed to see through everything.

He glanced at Yuanshi and said calmly:

"I already know why you've come."

Yuanshi's heart skipped a beat, but he continued, "Master! Tongtian has gone too far! He led the demons of the Interception Sect to attack Kunlun and slaughtered my Chan Sect Disciple! Most of the third-generation disciples were killed or wounded, and even some second-generation disciples perished!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, "Master! Tongtian is betraying his master and ancestors, showing utter disrespect to the Mystic Gate! I beg you, Master, to take action and punish this monastery to rectify the Mystic Gate!"

Hongjun shook his head, interrupting him. "Right now, the great calamity is imminent; let's put everything else aside for now."

"But Master!" Yuanshi exclaimed anxiously, "That Tongtian has now broken through to the Hunyuan Grand Unity, and with Lin Tian supporting him, his arrogance is extreme! If he is not punished soon, I fear..."

"After the Great Tribulation ends," Hongjun's voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, "That will be the time when Lin Tian perishes."

"The matter of Tongtian is nothing more than this." A profound glint flashed in Hongjun's eyes. "Lin Tian is the real threat."

Yuanshi remained silent for a moment, still unwilling to accept it. "But Master, Tongtian has so Tongtian deceived my Chan Sect and killed my disciples. I cannot swallow this insult! If it is inconvenient for Master to intervene, could you please bestow upon me a magical treasure so that I can..."

"Under the great calamity, death is preordained." Hongjun interrupted him again, his voice now tinged with coldness. "All those who perish are recorded in the Investiture of the Gods; this is the will of Heaven, and cannot be changed."

He looked at Yuanshi and said, word by word, "The rest, you handle yourself."

Yuanshi was startled.

He understood; his master would not interfere in his feud with Tongtian.

The names on the Investiture of the Gods are their final fates.

As for how he fights Tongtian, that's his business.

"Master..." Yuanshi wanted to say something more.

Hongjun closed his eyes again. "Retreat."

Yuanshi opened his mouth, but it ultimately turned into a helpless sigh.

He bowed and said, "This disciple... takes his leave."

As he stood up, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.

It's happening again!

He turned around and walked out of the Purple Cloud Palace step by step.

On the high platform, Hongjun reopened his eyes, which were filled with murderous intent.

"Hongjun." The voice of the Heavenly Dao resounded directly in Hongjun's sea of consciousness, "The power of the Earthly Dao and the Human Way is growing stronger, and I can no longer suppress it."

Hongjun remained silent.

He knew what that meant.

Since the beginning of Primordial Wilderness, the Heavenly Dao has suppressed the Earthly Dao and the Human Way, ensuring the Heavenly Dao's absolute supremacy.

But now, the tunnels and Human Way are beginning to revive!

"Lin Tian ..." Hongjun's eyes flashed with a cold light, "What exactly does he want to do?"

"He wants to reshape the Primordial Wilderness order." The Heavenly Dao's voice was icy. "If he succeeds, the Heavenly Dao will lose control of the Primordial Wilderness, and our plans will all be in vain."

Hongjun slowly stood up. "Since that's the case... then we can't wait any longer."

"It's time to create more Heavenly Dao Saint," Hongjun said resolutely. "Otherwise, our chances of victory... are almost gone."

After a long silence, Heavenly Dao finally said, "This is the last chance. If we fail, there will be no next time."

"I know," Hongjun said calmly.

He gazed into the void, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent.

"Lin Tian... you forced me to do this."