The undisguised contempt and disdain in his eyes were like tangible, cold blades, almost cleaving the void before him.
"Truly... utterly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth! Perhaps his soul and wisdom have been completely clouded by that turbid and malevolent energy, which is why he dares to make such a reckless oath!"
Tongtian, standing to the side, also had a furrowed brow.
His figure was as upright as a pine tree, and a faint humming sound, like a dragon's roar, emanated from the Qingping Sword hanging at his waist.
Picking up the jade cup before me, the pure fragrance of the celestial tea within seemed to be somewhat diluted by the bloody oath from afar.
"Eldest Brother."
Tongtian's voice, filled with deep confusion, looked at Taishang Laojun in the main seat.
"Such oaths are utterly absurd! Have those Ancestral Witch ever ever taken the creatures of the Primordial Wilderness seriously?"
They ate raw meat and drank blood, offering sacrifices to the spirits and flesh of all living beings, regarding all living things as ants and weeds.
Now, facing the Primordial Wilderness world created by the Father God Pangu, they shamelessly claim to 'protect all living beings' and 'rule the earth'?
How could the Primordial Heavenly Dao tolerate him? How could these billions of living beings submit to the Witch Clan?
The more he talked about it, the more bizarre it seemed, and a glint of eager anticipation flashed in his eyes.
"If even such a rebellious oath can be accepted by Heaven and Earth, and gain Merit Luck... then shouldn't we, the Three Pure Ones, the true lineage of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, also follow suit and make an oath to announce it to the Primordial Wilderness?"
"Snort!"
Yuanshi suddenly flicked his sleeve, and the wide sleeves of his robe stirred up a fierce Gale Wind, causing the immortal mist inside the hall to swirl backward.
His eyes flashed with a sharp light, clearly moved by Tongtian's suggestion, which also stirred up the anxiety in his heart caused by the demon race establishing the Heavenly Court.
"A bunch of barbarians who don't know the will of Heaven or the ways of Heavenly Dao, do they even dare to lay their hands on the authority of the Primordial Wilderness? They've utterly tarnished the name of the Father God!"
His words were firm and resolute, tinged with arrogance and resentment, before turning to the Taishang, his tone shifting to one of urgent inquiry.
"Eldest Brother! Rather than letting these barbarians tarnish our authority, why don't we three brothers proclaim to heaven and earth, and swear a great oath before the Father God's mark and the Primordial Origin, to rightfully rule this Primordial Earth!"
We are the true manifestations of the Father God's primordial spirit, destined by Heavenly Mandate!
His tone was hurried, and the reason was self-evident—not long ago, the demon Di Jun and Tai Yi established the Heavenly Court, and a vast amount of Merit Luck from the heavens, helping them both step into the Mid-Quasi-Saint, leaving the Three Pure Ones, who were sitting in Kunlun meditating on the Great Dao and had not yet broken through, behind.
This "backwardness" on the path of cultivation made the ever-proud and arrogant Yuanshi, who regarded his own origins as the Yuanshi primordial Primordial Wilderness, secretly anxious.
Taishang Laojun remained seated in the main position, his expression serene like the ancient stars, as if the clamor of the outside world did not affect him.
Slowly raising his eyelids, his deep, unfathomable eyes held no disdain, no impatience, only the wisdom to see through all things and a trace of compassion.
He did not immediately refute Yuanshi's suggestion, but simply raised his hand, and from his wide sleeves, a scroll containing endless mysteries silently appeared—it was the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Taiji Diagram!
The Taiji Diagram slowly unfolded, with the Yin-Yang Qi flowing continuously, instantly creating a breathtaking scene in the void.
First, there is a magnificent scene of the Three Clans dragon, phoenix and qilin at their peak. The dragon soars through the nine heavens, the phoenix rises from the ashes and cries out, and the qilin rides on auspicious clouds, commanding scaled creatures, birds and beasts, shaking the Primordial Wilderness, and their Luck is as bright as the sun.
However, in an instant, the scene changed abruptly!
The Yin-Yang Qi clashed violently and collapsed, transforming into a sky full of blood-red light and malevolent energy!
The azure dragon wept blood, its scales shattering in the endless abyss; the phoenix cried mournfully, its divine feathers falling amidst the raging flames.
The Qilin roared in despair, its auspicious body crumbling into a crack in the earth...
That once incomparably powerful overlord was reduced to ashes in an instant, leaving only a few unwilling remnants of his soul wailing mournfully in the ancient netherworld, leaving behind only Primordial Earth.
"There is a predetermined fate in the universe; it cannot be forced, nor can it be avoided."
The Taishang's voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, carrying the vicissitudes of time and an unquestionable majesty, clearly imprinted deep within the souls of the Yuanshi and the Tongtian.
"We are the Pangu Orthodox, the Three Pure Ones as one. We only need to cultivate Great Dao and comprehend the Great Dao in this tranquil Dao Field of Kunlun to be in accordance with the Mandate of Heavenly Mandate. As for the authority to 'rule the Primordial Wilderness '..."
The Taishang's gaze swept over the tragic end of the Three Clans still unfolding in the Taiji Diagram, and his tone grew increasingly solemn.
"Have you all forgotten the lesson of the Three Innate Clans?"
The greater the power, the heavier the Karma, and the deeper the calamity!
With a light tap of his finger, the light and shadow of the Taiji Diagram changed once again. Amidst the blood-red light, one could vaguely see twelve towering Ancestral Witch phantoms fighting fiercely against two three-legged golden crow phantoms that blotted out the sky. The earth cracked and the sky wept blood, a tragic scene far surpassing the conflict between the Three Innate Clans!
"Look, the Witch and Demon and Demon races are now at odds, the cycle of Heavenly Dao is inextricably linked by Karma."
The declaration of the founding of the clan is nothing more than the kindling to ignite the world-destroying calamity!
In my opinion, their fate... will likely be even more tragic and miserable than that of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin!
If you do not wish to be caught up in it, follow in their footsteps, and suffer the fate of death and the loss of your millennia of Dao Cultivation in a single day..."
Taishang paused, his gaze sharp as lightning, directly meeting the lingering restlessness and unease in Yuanshi and Heavenly Eye.
"Therefore, we should guard our true nature, eliminate distracting thoughts, and wholeheartedly comprehend the Hongmeng Purple Qi bestowed upon us by our teacher! It is the only way for us to transcend Tribulation and attain eternal enlightenment!"
"Yes... Eldest Brother!"
Yuanshi and Tongtian trembled violently, as if they had been enlightened!
The words of the Taishang, imbued with the warnings of the Heavenly Dao, and the bloody future depicted in the Taiji Diagram, were like ancient ice, instantly extinguishing the restless fire in their hearts caused by the establishment of the Witch Clan and the advancement of the Demon Clan.
Cold sweat almost instantly soaked through his mind.
It turns out that, without realizing it, they had been possessed by the allure of "Merit Luck" and "power and glory"!
The disdain and anxiety in Yuanshi's eyes quickly faded, replaced by a sense of lingering fear and enlightenment.
Tongtian slowly released his grip on the Qingping Sword, the impulsive fire in his eyes extinguished, leaving only solemnity.
The two exchanged a glance, and a heavy thought simultaneously arose in their minds:
A new Tribulation has begun, and the declarations of conflict between the Witch and Demon and Demon races have quietly set the stage for the devouring of all living beings!?
"We... are ashamed!"
Yuanshi bowed deeply, and Tongtian followed suit with a solemn salute.
Only now did he truly distinguish his lofty identity as the "true Pangu Orthodox" from that of the "personally transmitted disciple of Dao Ancestor Hongjun".
This connects to the supreme path of "becoming Heavenly Dao Sage in the future."
Compared to this terrifying Tribulation concerning the very survival of heaven and earth, what do temporary Luck, or differences in cultivation level matter?
To be drawn into this conflict, to contend with the Witch and Demon destined for calamity for power Karma, would be tantamount to abandoning one 'Saint Position, utterly foolish.
Without the slightest hesitation or lingering attachment.
Yuanshi calmed his mind, his body enveloped in Pure Light; Tongtian closed his eyes and concentrated his spirit, his sword intent receding into tranquility.
The Three Pure Ones once again immersed themselves in seclusion.