Three Flowers Gather at the Crown, Forging a Chaos Body; the Saints Join Forces to Lay the Heavenly Net

Deep beneath the earth's veins, the newly carved cave dwelling was even more concealed than before. Tongtian had drawn on the heart-of-the-earth poison fire and the baleful energy of ten thousand layers of rock to form a natural barrier. He had also used the Chaos Bead to set up a grand formation that inverted Yin Yang and the Five Elements, temporarily "erasing" this place from the Primordial World's heavenly secrets.

At the center of the cave, Chaos Qi formed a tangible gray cocoon, tightly enclosing three figures.

Tongtian sat cross-legged in front, his expression graver than ever. Three faint but pure lights of true spirit floated before him: Yun Xiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao. On either side, Saint Mother Wudang and Kui Niu poured out their magic power with all their might, keeping the Chaos cocoons stable.

Rebuilding the Immortal Bodies of all three Sanxiao was a hundred times harder than saving Yun Xiao alone! It required not only an immense amount of energy, but also for Tongtian to split his focus three ways and control every bit of the Chaos Origin with supreme divine sense, without the slightest mistake. Worse still, Qiongxiao and Bixiao's true spirits had been far more severely damaged than Yun Xiao's had been. Almost nothing remained but a faint glimmer of light.

"Master..." Saint Mother Wudang watched Tongtian's face grow ever paler, worry written all over her own.

"I'm fine." Tongtian's steady voice cut off her concern. He took a deep breath. Chaos Runes spun through his eyes at an unprecedented speed, while the Chaos Bead above his head hummed, its descending radiance almost solid.

"Chaos Without Limit, creation returns to unity! Three flowers gather at the crown—rebuild the Immortal Bodies!"

With a low shout, he formed an extraordinarily complex hand seal. The vast trove of resources from the Dragon Palace—Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, Essence of Five Elements, stellar cores, and even the last two drops of Three Lights Divine Water—surged into the Chaos Qi like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, where they were instantly refined and purified.

Then the last remnant of the Chaos Green Lotus's origin was drawn out and divided in three, becoming the core framework for the three Immortal Bodies.

The three true spirits were gently yet firmly guided into their respective frameworks of origin.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three roars like World Creation rang through the cave! The three Chaos cocoons erupted in dazzling divine light!

Before their very eyes, three graceful figures slowly took shape inside the cocoons. Their skin was as white and smooth as jade, yet shimmered with Chaos; their bones were extraordinary, engraved with Great Dao Runes; their meridians were broad enough to bear Chaos Magic Power!

The process was slow and arduous. Veins bulged at Tongtian's temples, and sweat poured down his face. His Saint Body trembled slightly, the enormous strain plain to see. Yet his gaze remained as resolute as iron as he steadily controlled everything.

Time lost all meaning. No one knew how long passed. When the last of the resources had been exhausted and Tongtian was nearly drained dry, the light of the three Chaos cocoons simultaneously drew inward, leaving them plain and unadorned.

Crack... crack! Cracks appeared across the cocoon surfaces, which then slowly opened like blooming lotuses.

Three women slowly rose from within.

Their peerless faces were identical, but their temperaments were worlds apart. Yun Xiao was dignified and composed, her brows holding the resilience and wisdom forged through hardship. Qiongxiao was lively and spirited, though a trace of the terror left by Weak Water Soul Erosion lingered deep in her eyes. Bixiao was bright and charming, but the coldness and baleful energy from her years as a spirit of an artifact were hard to conceal.

What they shared were flawless new Immortal Bodies, each radiating a faint Chaos Dao Charm. Their cultivation had astonishingly stabilized at the Early Taiyi Golden Immortal level! Their foundations were incomparably strong, and their potential far surpassed what they had possessed in their previous lives!

The three women looked at one another, then at their reborn bodies, feeling the unfamiliar yet formidable Chaos Magic Power within them. For a moment, they stood frozen as if they had awoken in another lifetime.

Then boundless grievance, sorrow, joy, and gratitude toward their master overwhelmed them all at once.

"Master!" The three women dropped to their knees before Tongtian together, weeping uncontrollably. A thousand words caught in their throats, leaving only tears to flow freely.

Looking at his three disciples, reborn before him, Tongtian finally smiled with heartfelt relief despite his exhaustion. His eyes, too, grew moist. He raised a hand to help them up. "Get up. You're back. That's all that matters."

The price had been immense, and he had made an irreconcilable enemy of the Western Teachings, but it had been worth it to bring back three of his disciples!

"Master, your injuries..." Yun Xiao was the most attentive and immediately noticed how weak and unsteady Tongtian's aura was.

"I'm just a little drained. A few days of recuperation will do." Tongtian waved a hand to show he was fine. His gaze passed over his three disciples' new Chaos Immortal Bodies, and a glint flashed in his eyes. These bodies had limitless potential. With proper nurturing, they might become powerful allies in restoring the Interception Sect to its former glory.

Yet before they could even rest, a horrifying pressure beyond description suddenly descended from the heavens outside the cave!

Rumble!!! It was as if the entire Primordial World trembled! The sky abruptly darkened. It wasn't clouds blocking out the sun; even the laws of Heaven were wailing and retreating!

Four boundless, impassive, supreme Saint's Wills, each carrying unmistakable fury, descended like four immortal mountains, locking onto the area!

Even through layer upon layer of restrictions, their Saintly Might pierced into the cave. Wudang, the Sanxiao, and Kui Niu instantly turned deathly pale, barely able to breathe as their Nascent Souls trembled!

"Tongtian! Get out here!" Venerable Lord of Primordial Beginning's cold, merciless voice rang across the nine heavens and ten lands like a heavenly decree.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you destroyed a treasure and harmed a person. You owe the West an explanation." Daoist Zhunti's voice followed, sounding compassionate yet carrying an indisputable will.

Daoist Jieyin said nothing, but the even more vast Buddhist vows had already enveloped the surrounding lands.

Even a distant, detached aura seemed to flicker into view—Laozi of the Taiqing lineage had cast his gaze down as well!

Four Saints had joined forces to lay the Heavenly Net and Earthly Net!

All to hunt down Tongtian, who had abandoned his Saint Position!

The cave fell utterly silent. The joy of their rebirth was doused by cold reality. Despair appeared on Wudang's and the Sanxiao's faces. With four Saints present, they were as good as dead!

Kui Niu anxiously pawed at the ground, letting out a low, mournful bellow.

Tongtian slowly rose, his expression frighteningly dark. He had not expected the Saints to react so quickly and so decisively! Destroying two Innate Spiritual Treasures in succession had clearly crossed their bottom line.

"Master..." Bixiao's voice trembled as she instinctively moved closer to Tongtian.

Tongtian shielded his disciples behind him and looked up at the sky, his gaze seeming to pierce the layers of rock and glimpse the four supreme figures suspended high above the nine heavens.

His thoughts raced. There was no chance of winning by force. Even at full strength, he could not withstand four Saints working together. Flee? Space all around them had been completely sealed off. Under their Saint's Wills, there was nowhere to hide!

Was he really going to be trapped here and die?

No! Never! He clenched his teeth, a look of madness flashing through his eyes!

System! Redeem a "One-Time Ultra-Long-Range Random Spatial Teleportation Talisman (Chaos Grade)" at maximum power! Destination: as far beyond the four Saints' range of detection as possible! He roared inwardly. It was the System Mall's ultimate life-saving treasure, absurdly expensive, with a random destination—but he had no choice now!

[Instruction received! All remaining Contribution Points consumed. Redemption successful! Activated!]

An incomprehensible Spatial Fluctuation erupted from Tongtian's body, linking with the unfathomable Space Law of the Chaos!

"Hold on to me!" Tongtian shouted to the disciples and Kui Niu behind him. Wudang, the Sanxiao, and Kui Niu clung to him without hesitation.

At that moment, "Stubborn fool! Seize him!" Venerable Lord of Primordial Beginning seemed to have lost patience. A colossal hand formed from Jade Pure Immortal Light pierced through layers of space and reached viciously for their hiding place! The other three Saints seemed to apply pressure at the same time!

Boom! The restrictions outside the cave shattered like paper! The earth's veins split, and the rock layers evaporated!

Just as the Saint's hand was about to fall—

Hum! The space around Tongtian and the others twisted violently and collapsed into a tiny singularity. Then it exploded, and a Chaos Light Pillar of indescribable color shot into the sky. It briefly broke through the four Saints' combined blockade, tore through the void, and vanished without a trace!

"Hm?" Venerable Lord of Primordial Beginning's giant hand closed on empty air, and he let out a startled sound.

"A Chaos teleportation? I underestimated him," Daoist Zhunti said, his voice turning cold.

The four Saints' divine senses swept across the entire Primordial World and even reached the Chaos Edge, yet they could no longer detect a trace of Tongtian's presence! It was as if he and the others had never existed!

"Hmph. The monk may flee, but his temple remains! The remnants of the Interception Sect still have disciples on the Investiture of the Gods!" Venerable Lord of Primordial Beginning said coldly, turning his gaze toward the Heavenly Court.

"Amitabha. May it be so," Daoist Jieyin intoned, his gaze profound.

Laozi's divine sense quietly withdrew, as if he had never appeared.

The four Saints' joint attempt at a decisive killing blow had ended, for the moment, with their target's bizarre disappearance. But the undercurrents of the Primordial World had only grown more turbulent.

At that moment, in a bizarre, entirely unfamiliar spatial passage, Tongtian held his disciples and Kui Niu close. He could feel the wholly random power of the teleportation, not knowing where it would take them, yet he was not at all relaxed.

He knew their temporary safety meant an even greater storm was yet to come.

The Saints would never let the matter rest.

His Path of Hunyuan was destined to be filled with thorns and slaughter.

But so what? He looked at the disciples who had been reborn beside him and felt the Chaos Magic Power surging through his body. His Dao Heart had never been more resolute.

"Wherever we end up, once we've found our footing, our first step should be to seek out those disciples 'listed on the board' and have a little talk."

His voice echoed through the spatial passage, cold and resolute.

The Investiture of the Gods? The Heavenly Court?

It was time to start collecting some debts!