Ancestral Dragon: The Heavenly Dao Aids My Cultivation! Hongjun: Damn it, My Home Was Raided!

"Heavenly Dao above, I sense the Three Tribes growing too powerful. If left unchecked, they may disrupt the Primordial Era's development and evolution."

"For the order of the Primordial Era and all living beings, we Three Tribes are willing to open a new realm. Our main forces will withdraw entirely from the Primordial Era, granting it a chance to recover and thrive."

"Yuan Feng, Shi Qilin, hear my command—follow This Seat to split the heavens and open the earth!"

Ancestral Dragon unleashed another combination strike.

The moment his words fell, before the Heavenly Dao could react, Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin fully ignited their Dao Fruits, roaring in unison as they struck.

In an instant, the heavens and earth of the Primordial Era trembled, void shattered, the Great Dao quaked. Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire rapidly evolved, and a realm took shape in the blink of an eye. The Three Tribe leaders, long prepared, swiftly produced Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, sending them into the new realm to stabilize its crystal walls.

"From this day forth, we, the Three Tribes who opened the heavens of the Primordial Era, withdraw from it. This realm shall be called the Chaos Realm!"

As if a Dao voice echoed through the unseen, Ancestral Dragon finished speaking, and the new realm's Great Dao manifested. Divine script shone, and the words "Chaos Realm" instantly imprinted themselves in the hearts of all Primordial Era beings.

Above the East Sea, a new realm was born. Its name: the Chaos Realm!

"Boom!!!"

With everything done, Ancestral Dragon lifted his gaze to the void. His eyes seemed to shoot divine light, piercing through the countless layers of Primordial Era space straight toward the Heavenly Dao.

The birth of a hegemon was the reason. Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire were the leverage. Withdrawing from the Primordial Era was the threat.

Advance to attack, retreat to defend. Now, it was the Heavenly Dao's turn to choose!

If it refused to grant fortune, that meant the Heavenly Dao was ignoring the rules of operation. Then they could simply pack up and leave.

Without the Three Tribes suppressing the Primordial Era's Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire, the Heavenly Dao could go play in the mud. And if the Three Tribes truly withdrew from the Primordial Era completely, the Primordial Era itself would suffer a devastating loss.

This was coercion—coercion by force!

The Heavenly Dao... had no choice left!

Hand over the fortune, aid my cultivation!

Today, I, Ancestral Dragon, shall attain the Dao!

"..."

The Heavenly Dao.

The West.

Luohu smiled, his grin growing brighter.

Since the Three Tribes' grand drama had reached its finale, then next—it was his turn to take the stage!

"Damn it, I've been robbed blind."

This thought flashed through Hongjun's mind. His face turned green, and he trembled with rage.

His home was gone!

His home was gone!

His home had been... stolen by the Three Tribes!

Ancestral Dragon wanted to attain the Dao and become Primordial?

If you attain the Dao, what about me? Do I go play in the mud? Do I just leave???

Was I the clown all along?

"You all... deserve to die!!!"

Hongjun exploded with fury, roaring to the heavens.

If not for the shred of reason he still clung to, he would have nearly released the aura of the Half-step Primordial Realm.

Hongjun was furious?

Luohu acted even more furious than Hongjun!

"What a fine Three Tribes! What a fine Three Tribes!"

"This Seat schemed against you, and yet you played the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind? You schemed against This Seat?"

Luohu flew into a thunderous rage, bellowing as he abruptly rose to his feet.

His voice was so loud that Hongjun was momentarily stunned, then quickly snapped back to clarity, his eyes brightening.

That's right—Luohu didn't know about my schemes. Luohu would only think the Three Tribes were stealing his prize.

I'm angry?

Luohu is just as angry!

Sure enough, just as Hongjun was thinking this, Luohu waved his hand and directly withdrew the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

Seeing this, the Three Patriarchs' minds nearly shrank to nothing. They had no idea what to do.

Or rather, they only felt that the current scene was too bizarre—their brains had short-circuited.

Hongjun said he would fight Luohu, and winning would let him attain the Dao. Then the Three Tribes popped up and butted in. Right after that, Luohu stopped fighting.

The tone shifted too fast, the twists and turns came too thick and fast. How could the Three Patriarchs not be dumbfounded?

"Hongjun, this is our scheme, our affair. No matter which of us wins, it will be decided by who has the superior skill. When did the Three Tribes get to sneak in and scheme against us?"

"Now Ancestral Dragon wants to attain the Dao—where does that leave us?"

"Let us pause our battle, first deal with the Three Tribes, then settle the victor between us. What do you think?"

Luohu looked at Hongjun, killing intent and fury in his eyes, his voice ringing with force.

Facing Luohu's gaze and hearing his words, Hongjun felt an overwhelming resonance and grew furious himself.

Right. I treat the Primordial World as a chess game, everyone as my pieces. And now the pieces have turned the tables, snatching my share—how outrageous, how infuriating!

If he lost to Luohu, that was one thing. But to the Three Tribes?

Hongjun absolutely could not accept that!

"Temporary truce. First, eliminate the Three Tribes. They must suppress Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire—no room for negotiation."

Hongjun said coldly.

Though he felt something was off, the situation shifted too fast and too suddenly, leaving him no time to think calmly. He had to act first.

If he stopped to think, Ancestral Dragon would truly attain the Dao—then what? Would he be left playing in the mud?

"Agreed."

Luohu nodded slightly, his expression seeming to soften a little. He immediately said, "I will use the West as the formation's eye, set up the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation to suppress the Three Tribes. You go stop Ancestral Dragon from attaining the Dao."

"As long as the Three Tribes' foundation is shaken, Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin will lose their qualification to negotiate with the Heavenly Dao!"

Hearing this, Hongjun frowned slightly. The unease and wrongness in his heart grew stronger, but he couldn't pinpoint where the unease came from or what was wrong.

After thinking it over, and seeing the Heavenly Dao itself urging him to resolve things quickly, Hongjun had no choice but to set aside his doubts and agree.

Fine. He would cooperate with Luohu to deal with the Three Tribes first, then handle the rest later.

The Three Tribes had willingly taken on boundless Karmic Force—though it wasn't perfect, as long as the outcome was good, that was enough. Nothing in the world was ever flawless or fully controlled.

The advantage was mine. The Great Trend was still on my side. This wave, I would win!

"Three fellow Daoists, the Three Tribes harbor wild ambitions, threatening the Heavenly Dao and plunging the Primordial World into chaos. Let us first capture Ancestral Dragon and the others. What do you all think?"

Hongjun looked at the Three Patriarchs, his expression serious.

"Agreed."

The three did not refuse. They saw themselves as enforcers—fighting anyone was the same, as long as Hongjun delivered the promised benefits.

"Shua!!!"

With matters settled, Hongjun wasted no time. He and the Three Patriarchs tore through the void and sped toward the East Sea without pause.

Watching Hongjun leave, Luohu smiled. With a wave of his hand, he reactivated the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. Luohu sat cross-legged within the formation and closed his eyes.

Hongjun had left?

Then it was time for him to attain the Dao too!