The West Rejoiced in Vain

Above the clouds of the Nine Heavens, Dao resonance thundered and heavenly light poured down.

Hongjun appeared out of thin air. Hovering above his palm was a complete, vast Great Thousand World: the Origin Realm.

Hongjun's appearance shook the heavens of the Primordial Wilderness.

Every Sage of the Three Realms sensed his arrival. In an instant, beams of holy light pierced the sky as they gathered in the Nine Heavens.

Once the Sages had arrived, Hongjun looked upon them calmly and spoke. "The threats within the Origin Realm have been eliminated, and its Great Dao is stable. I intend to merge this Great Thousand World into the Primordial Wilderness. Which territory do you think would be most suitable?"

His words drew different expressions from the Sages, each with thoughts of their own.

Fuxi and Shennong remained calm and unruffled.

Humanity already possessed the Eternal Divine Continent. Its foundations were deep and its fortune flourishing. The fate of the Origin Realm had little to do with the human race, so there was no need to fight for it.

Nuwa belonged to no sect and wandered as she pleased. Zhenyuanzi resided at the Five Manor Temple, and the Spirit Religion kept aloof from worldly strife. Neither had any desire to join this contest.

As for the two Sages of the Netherworld, Houtu governed Lunhui while Minghe guarded the Netherworld. Neither had appeared in the Nine Heavens, plainly unwilling to involve themselves.

For a time, only the Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages of the West harbored designs of their own.

Before anyone else could speak, Zhunti stepped forward, his face full of sorrow and earnestness. "Teacher, please show us mercy! The Western lands are barren and dry, their spiritual energy depleted. Countless living beings struggle to cultivate there, and since ancient