Currents Beneath the Surface

Many Great Divine Ability User actively embraced the Acquired Merchant Dao, establishing Marketplace and workshops in the hopes of enriching the Marketplace.

Of course, there were also those who resolutely opposed the Marketplace.

At the Buzhou Mountain.

Inside the Pangu Divine Hall.

Di Jiang gazed at the Dharma image in the void with a complex expression.

'The flourishing of Acquired Merchant Dao the Primordial World after birth has promoted the evolution of civilization in this Primordial Great World, truly a meritorious act towards heaven and earth.'

'We, the Ancestral Witches, are descendants of the Father God Pangu, and should therefore place the importance of heaven and earth above all else.'

But...

Taiyuan, who founded the Acquired Merchant Dao, appears to be a member of the Demon Clan.

His hero is my enemy.

How could the Witch Clan possibly aid the enemy?

Di Jiang suppressed the gloom in his eyes.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"Issue my decree."

"No trade is permitted within the Witch Tribe."

Zhu Rong and the others immediately nodded in agreement.

Only Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu exchanged a glance, both seeing the deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

Since the last failed struggle for control of the Heavenly Court.

The eldest brother's obsession grew stronger.

Houtu pondered to herself:

'The Acquired Merchant Dao also presents a good opportunity for all branches of our Witch Clan.'

The rise of Marketplaces will surely promote the cultivation of all races in the Primordial World.

"If you fall behind by one step, you'll fall behind by every step."

'If I have the time, I should try to persuade my elder brother.'

In the Three Sovereigns Palace.

An old man dressed in the attire of the ancient Emperor gazed wistfully at the sky.

He sighed:

"This business path can benefit all peoples."

"Naturally, it will also benefit our divine race."

If the various Divine Demon Dao Lineages and the Divine Demon Imperial Dynasties can use this opportunity to increase exchanges, the future of the Primordial Divine Race should be brighter.

However, there are also countless Postnatal Being within the territory of the Primordial Divine Race.

Commerce emphasizes exchange. If some cultivation resources monopolized by the gods, such as cultivation techniques, supernatural powers, and spiritual objects, were to flow into the Postnatal Being.

Isn't that digging one's own grave?

The various Dao Lords of the Primordial Divine Race all had their own interests and demands.

However, they all share the same goal of suppressing the myriad races of the Primordial World.

Even if an elder holds a very high position, their beliefs cannot be forcibly changed.

Thinking of this, the old man closed his eyes.

The aura of twilight seemed to have intensified around his body.

'That's the situation.'

'What can be done?'

'The fate of our clan is like a candle flickering in the wind.'

'A single misstep could lead to total defeat.'

The old man felt a deep sense of sorrow.

It was like cutting flesh with a slow, deliberate knife, slicing it piece by piece until it drew blood.

'Fine.'

'I can't worry about that anymore.'

'Let Acquired Merchant Dao.'

'If any Divine Demon Dao Lineage wishes to open Marketplace, then it will; if not, it will not.'

After conveying their own message...

The old man started coughing suddenly.

"Pfft~"

Before the mouthful of blood could even hit the ground, it transformed into a ray of light in the void and vanished without a trace.

The old man wiped the corner of his mouth.

His pale face was completely numb.

His injury began during the reign of the Emperor and worsened after the Dragon-Han Tribulation.

This is a wound to the Great Dao.

'He's beyond saving. I don't have much time left.'

He closed his eyes slightly.

He said calmly:

Go tell them.

I agree to this.

There was no sound from the void.

But the old man knew that his words had already spread.

'Something that even in ancient times couldn't be accomplished.'

Now, times have changed, and that person now reigns supreme in the heavens.

'Can it really shake his foundation?'

The old man was in a state of utter confusion.

But when he thought of the current situation in his clan, his face suddenly turned ferocious.

'Damn it, if I don't move, I'll die anyway.'

'Movement offers a glimmer of hope.'

'I am but a crippled old man.'

There's nothing left to worry about.

His Majesty the Emperor.

The old man is tired!

Purple Mansion Continent.

The East King Duke raised his eyes and looked towards the Grand Void.

Put down the Daoist scripture in your hand.

There are many independent cultivators across the four seas.

"Since they have chosen me as the Dao Court Lord, I should do something for them."

Chengying Dao Lord knew what kind of person this was.

He hurriedly advised:

"The Four Seas Dragon Clan controls the Water Essence."

"The Dragon Court suppresses the four seas and encompasses numerous lineages."

"Such a powerful trend is not something our Dao Court can shake at this time."

"If the Dao Lord wants to open Marketplace throughout the four seas, he will surely be stopped by the Dragon Clan."

"Our Dao Court has just formed an alliance with the Dragon Clan, and now it is going to sever the foundation of their rule over the four seas."

"Wouldn't that mean we'd be forging Blood Sea with the dragon race?"

"I hope the Daoist Master will reconsider."

The golden eyes of the East King Duke turned slightly cold.

"Our Dao Court is allied with the Dragon Clan."

"It's not like we've become vassals of the dragons."

"Those old dragons from all corners of the world think too highly of themselves."

"Is it truly still the ancient era?"

Countless emotions surged within the East King Duke.

I felt so suffocated that I could hardly breathe.

'The Head of Male Immortals?!'

'Ha, what a fine Head of Male Immortals.'

'It's a joke.'

Chengying Dao Lord at him with concern.

The East King Duke suppressed the turmoil in his eyes, his tone low and somber:

"Of all the lands in the world, only Purple Mansion Continent is the seat of the Daoist court."

"You shall then establish Marketplace here."

"Secretly guide land creatures here, and use their hands to pass down the Daoist scriptures we possess."

"The world is vast, and there are many independent cultivators."

"Since the dragons don't want it, then I'll gladly accept it."

East King Duke saw that Chengying Dao Lord was still hesitating.

He lightly scolded:

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"It's just the land of the Purple Mansion Continent."

"The dragons might not even notice."

When they pay attention.

The wandering cultivators from all corners of the world had already fallen into the hands of the Daoist Court.

If those old dragons are truly unreasonable...

East King Duke lightly flicked the Pure Yang Sword in his hand.

A wisp of sword light flickered faintly.

It seemed to be about to break through the Grand Void and annihilate the chaos.

Chengying Dao Lord glanced at the sword energy once, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Suddenly, he recalled the time when he first met the Dao Lord at the end of the Primordial Era.

"With a single sword stroke, he annihilates three thousand enemies; the gourd hidden in his sleeve can swallow the heavens."

This person has never been a weakling.

"Rest assured, Dao Master."

"I will make sure everyone on the continent is aware of this."

Within the Ancestor Dragon Abyss.

Candle Dragon opened his eyes.

The sun rises from the darkness.

It illuminates the seabed.

"It's Daoist Taiyuan again."

"This old relic is truly a genius."

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

I'm quite troubled.

The dragons and this person don't have a very good relationship.

In Ancient Era, the Ancestor Dragon and the Water Ancestor fought for the Dao.

The Water Ancestor is suspected to be an incarnation of this Dao Lord.

In this era...

This Dao Lord still cherishes the Authority of Water Element.

'We also need to urge the dragon sons of each vein to speed up the process of gathering the four channels Eight Streams.'

'We must present several Great Luo Dao Lords when the Mystic Gate Opens Mountain.'

Several new-era Great Luo Dao Lords were sent to the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate.

Without Karmic Debt, one is not bound by cause and effect.

Should be able to protect the dragon race from harm?!

A complex emotion flickered across Candle Dragon's cold face.

We old folks are not afraid to take a gamble.

But...

'But we cannot allow our vast empire to be destroyed in an instant.'

'Elder brother, if you were still here...'

What would you do?

In the Dragon Abyss, the waters flow deep and still.

The world remained silent.

The rocks remain silent.

No sound answered the question in Candle Dragon's heart.

After a long while.

Candle Dragon closed his eyes again.

And Longyuan returned to darkness.

Eternal darkness, yearning for light.