Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 24

Unbelievable

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His eyes seemed to pierce through endless mist, reaching straight to Qingshan City in the Earthly Immortal Realm, clearly seeing everything that was happening inside the inn!

This person was none other than the most senior existence among the Three Pure Sages—the Grand Pure Heavenly Lord of Virtue!

He was also the Elder Brother of the Primordial Lord of Heaven and Sect Master Tongtian, and the highest-ranking existence among the Three Teachings!

At that very moment, Grand Pure Laozi stared at the scene within Qingshan City. His pupils shrank slightly, and his heart trembled.

A heavenly punishment like the Zixiao Divine Thunder had actually been neutralized so effortlessly, without leaving behind the slightest trace.

Even more astonishingly, that person had not suffered the slightest injury, as though the World-Destroying thunder had never descended at all!

"Could this person be the legendary 'One' that Escaped?"

Grand Pure Laozi grew suspicious. Other than that, he truly could not think of anyone else who could accomplish such a feat.

Though Saints possessed such abilities, who would dare to intervene and block heavenly punishment when it descended?

Saints were dependent on the Heavenly Dao. Even if they possessed the means to neutralize the Zixiao Divine Thunder, they would never easily defy Heaven's will.

Only the legendary "One" that Escaped could transcend the Heavenly Dao Restraint and remain beyond Heaven's control!

"This person's identity is a mystery, and his origins are unknown."

Grand Pure Laozi's gaze shifted slightly as he thought to himself, Perhaps with his appearance, the Primordial World is about to face a period of upheaval.

Grand Pure Laozi pondered for a moment before no longer delving into the matter.

He slowly closed his eyes and returned to that cultivation state devoid of sorrow or joy, emotion or desire.

Deep Chaos, where the Western Teachings resided.

"How is this possible!?"

Daoist Zhunti stared at everything that had happened in Qingshan City. Beyond his shock, he sucked in a cold breath.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder had actually been neutralized so easily!

Just what kind of person was that storyteller named Su Yang?

Zhunti grew suspicious and immediately began divining with his fingers.

However, before long, his expression changed drastically, and astonishment appeared on his face.

The Heavenly Secrets were in chaos. Even a Saint could not discern the slightest clue, much less know the truth.

"After the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the Heavenly Dao had already determined the outcome. The rise of the Western Teachings is ordained by Heaven's Mandate."

"Why has the situation become so inscrutable now? Could something happen to the path of the Western Teachings' rise?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Jieyin slowly opened his eyes. His brows furrowed tightly as he said in a low voice, "Heaven's Mandate cannot be changed, but this person's appearance may bring about unknown variables."

Zhunti's expression turned slightly cold, and a flash of icy light crossed his eyes.

"I don't know what means Su Yang used to safely overcome the heavenly tribulation, but if he dares obstruct the rise of the Western Teachings..."

"Even if it means angering the Dao Ancestor, I will personally descend upon the Primordial World and exterminate him!"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin also slowly nodded, his expression solemn.

In an extremely distant ancient era, Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti had seen the Eastern Three Pure Ones and Nuwa successively attain Saintly enlightenment. They, too, had grown anxious.

Thus, they established forty-eight grand vows in the western wilderness. With the providence and merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, they finally stepped into the ranks of the Saints!

However, the favors received from the Heavenly Dao would ultimately have to be repaid!

If the Western Teachings were to flourish, that would be their opportunity to resolve their past karma, as well as the key to repaying their debt to the Heavenly Dao.

Yet now, the rise of the Western Teachings, which should have occurred naturally, had unexpectedly gone awry. The Heavenly Secrets were in chaos, and even Saints could not uncover the truth!

Faced with such a situation, how could Zhunti and Jieyin not be frantic with anxiety?

This was not only related to the future of the Western Teachings; it also concerned whether they could completely repay what they owed the Heavenly Dao.

One had to understand that owing the Heavenly Dao a favor was no trivial matter.

Daoist Zhunti took a deep breath and slowly said, "The rise of the Western Teachings is ordained by Heaven's Mandate. Now that the Heavenly Secrets are in turmoil, it is as though mist has covered our eyes."

"We should go to Zixiao Palace and ask our teacher for an explanation."

After hearing this, Jieyin also nodded in agreement. "Your words are very reasonable. Since that is the case, let us set off immediately for Zixiao Palace to meet our teacher."

"Good!"

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two Saints of the Western Teachings vanished from Deep Chaos and headed straight for Zixiao Palace.

The matter concerned the fate of the Western Teachings. They had no choice but to personally go to the Heavenly Court and demand clarity!

Deep within the Netherworld, inside the Reincarnation Hall.

Houtu stared at the scene displayed in the image before her. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her heart was filled with immense shock!

She had originally been prepared to use the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to forcibly save Su Yang from the hands of the Heavenly Dao.

Yet now, Su Yang had actually shattered the heavenly punishment with nothing more than a single sentence!

The sight left Houtu rooted to the spot, her heart surging with stormy waves.

"This youth clearly has yet to enter the Qi Refining realm. His only remarkable trait is his astounding blood vitality. Could he be following the path of my Witch Clan?"

Houtu's brows furrowed slightly as a trace of doubt surfaced in her heart. But a moment later, she shook her head and rejected the thought.

"The Witch Clan is born with powerful physiques. Although that youth possesses abundant blood vitality, compared with a true member of the Witch Clan, he is inferior even to an infant."

"Having neither refined qi nor followed the Witch Clan's body-refinement path, just how did he shatter the heavenly punishment?"

The more she thought about it, the more inconceivable she found it, and the shock in her heart was difficult to calm.

Heavenly punishment was the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao's wrath. In the Primordial World, aside from the six Saints, how many people would dare claim they could retreat unscathed?

Yet now, this Su Yang had caused heavenly punishment to vanish with a single sentence while possessing only a Mortal Body. How could this not shock Houtu?

She took a deep breath. A complicated expression surfaced in her eyes, and her interest in that youth deepened.

When Houtu had initially ordered Lord of Mount Tai and Great Emperor Fengdu to bring Su Yang back to the Netherworld, her original intention had merely been to protect him and learn from him about the legends concerning the Shrouding the Heavens World.

Houtu was the ruler of the Netherworld, possessed an endless lifespan, and lived perpetually in the underworld, with nothing to do all day long.

It was rare for her to hear an intriguing tale, so she had thought of inviting Su Yang over to add a little interest to her endless years.

However, Houtu's attention toward Su Yang was no longer limited to the stories he told. She had also developed a measure of curiosity about Su Yang himself.

She could not help but wonder: just what was Su Yang's identity?

How could he neutralize heavenly punishment so easily?

After pondering for a moment, Houtu immediately ordered, "Lord of Mount Tai, do not bring him back for now."

"You and Great Emperor Fengdu should conceal yourselves in Qingshan City and secretly observe that youth."

Lord of Mount Tai and Great Emperor Fengdu were hurrying toward the Netherworld when they suddenly heard Houtu's voice. They immediately understood and turned around, respectfully saluting in the direction of Mount Tai.

Mount Tai was where the gateway to the Netherworld was located.

There had been an ancient saying that after mortals died, their souls returned to Mount Tai.

And that was indeed the truth.

At that moment, Lord of Mount Tai and Great Emperor Fengdu also began to wonder—just who was this Su Yang? How could he possess such ability?

How could he have attracted the personal attention of Empress Houtu, the ruler of the Six Paths?

Golden Turtle Island, Biyou Palace.

Within the Jie Sect, San Xiao stared at the scene appearing in the image, all sucking in a cold breath.

The heavenly punishment had actually been neutralized just like that?!

That was the thunderous wrath descended by the Heavenly Dao—the Zixiao Divine Thunder!

Even a quasi-Saint powerhouse would have to give it everything they had when facing it. The slightest carelessness could result in death.

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