Close the Gates, Unleash Duobao!

"Senior Disciple Brother, can you tell us about the Eternal World?"

On the way back, Bixiao was exceptionally excited, as though they had taken another step closer to Ye Changqing.

Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, and Qiongxiao had also pricked up their ears, afraid of missing even a single word.

Ye Changqing cast his gaze into the depths of chaos, as if he had already seen the world soon to be born.

"Within chaos, countless small worlds were born. We are accustomed to calling them the myriad heavens and worlds."

"The Eternal World stands above the myriad heavens and worlds, and its overall strength is no weaker than that of the Primordial World."

"The Eternal World possesses vast lands. All living beings are born as immortals, transcending the River of Time. They are untouched by tribulations, neither dying nor perishing."

Neither dying nor perishing?

How precious was that?

Within the Primordial World, even someone as powerful as Ye Changqing was about to die.

The Eternal World truly filled them with yearning.

"Senior Disciple Brother, where is the Eternal World?"

"Will we be able to go there and find you then?"

Like a curious child, Bixiao kept asking question after question.

Yet her thoughts were also the shared thoughts of Zhao Gongming and the others.

Ye Changqing smiled and rubbed Bixiao's head. "The Eternal World is extremely far from the Primordial World. Even a Saint would need hundreds of millions of years to reach it."

Zhao Gongming and the San Xiao were all deeply disappointed. They feared they would never see their Senior Disciple Brother again in this lifetime.

Seeing their expressions, Ye Changqing could only comfort them softly. "I'll come back to see you then."

He suddenly remembered something and took an item from his robes—the other item rewarded by the system.

The Chaos Formation Compendium resembled a roll of parchment. Though it did not look like much, it recorded countless formations.

Anything bearing the word "chaos" was absolutely a top-tier treasure.

For instance, the Chaos Green Lotus, the Chaos Bell, and the Chaos Bead in Ye Changqing's hand...

The most famous formations in the Primordial World were none other than the Demon Race's Great Formation of the Stars and Primordial Unity Luo River Formation, the Witch Race's Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation, Sect Master Tongtian's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, the Jie Cult's Myriad Immortals Formation, and so on.

Yet within the Chaos Formation Compendium, these formations were merely the barest scraps of knowledge.

Powerful chaos formations could slay the Three Thousand Demon Gods of chaos—in other words, they could slaughter Saints.

Slaughter Saints!

When Zhao Gongming and the San Xiao first heard this, they nearly threw Ye Changqing from the bamboo sedan chair atop the clouds.

They gulped in huge breaths, their eyes turning bloodshot as they stared at the parchment, their gazes filled with greed.

Beneath Saints, all are ants!

Before this parchment, those words were worthless.

Ants, too, could slaughter Saints!

Quite a number of Jie Cult disciples were proficient in formations, and the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation of the San Xiao was especially formidable.

Thus, they understood the value of the Chaos Formation Compendium even more deeply.

Given enough time, they were absolutely confident they could create a formation even more powerful than the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

Perhaps they might even surpass Sect Master Tongtian's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation...

Ye Changqing was skilled in swordsmanship, but he had not yet even entered the path of formations. This item was not of much use to him.

He might as well hand it over to the San Xiao and the Ten Heavenly Lords, letting them create a miracle.

He only hoped that the improved Myriad Immortals Formation would be able to withstand the joint assault of Venerable Primordial and several other Saints in the future.

As long as it could hold out until he used the system to revive, the Jie Cult could endure forever.

Ye Changqing's plan involving True Person Huang Long had succeeded brilliantly, causing mutual suspicion within the Chan Sect.

Even when the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation arrived in the future, the rifts between Chan Sect disciples would leave them like a tray of loose sand.

Next, it was time to deal with the Jie Cult's internal problems.

The destruction of the Jie Cult during the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation had not been caused solely by external factors. Its internal problems had also been exceptionally serious.

Sect Master Tongtian accepted disciples without discrimination and paid no heed to lineage or virtue, allowing all manner of demons and monsters to slip into the Jie Cult.

They harmed living beings and cultivated no merit, continuously squandering the Jie Cult's fortune.

When the Jie Cult had first been founded, Sect Master Tongtian had used the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation to suppress its fortune. Yet the Four Immortal Slaying Swords governed slaughter and could not accomplish much in that regard.

Moreover, the Demon Race's Heavenly Court had once used Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Chaos Bell to suppress its fortune, yet it had still perished in the Witch-Demon Tribulation.

That was because the Demon Race cultivated no virtue and committed excessive slaughter, squandering the fortune of the entire Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

The Jie Cult before them was like the Demon Race's Heavenly Court of old, already at a precarious point.

A streak of light returned from chaos to the Primordial World and descended straight toward Golden Ao Island.

"Senior Disciple Brother, you're back?"

Sensing Ye Changqing's aura, Daoist Duobao hurried outside the Azure Palace to welcome him.

Although Ye Changqing no longer possessed his original cultivation, Daoist Duobao's attitude remained utterly respectful.

"Duobao, summon all our junior brothers and sisters back. I have something important to say!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Daoist Duobao did not dare delay. He immediately followed Senior Disciple Brother's instructions and rang the golden bell, gathering the myriad immortals of the Jie Cult onto the island.

Within the Azure Palace, the myriad immortals of the Jie Cult cried out like mountains roaring and seas surging, "Greetings, Senior Disciple Brother!"

Though Ye Changqing stood high above them, his bearing remained as imposing as ever. His gaze swept one by one across the myriad immortals of the Jie Cult below.

His eyes settled in turn upon Immortal Chang Er Ding Guang, Immortal Yi Qi Ma Yuan, Immortal Pilu, and the others.

His gaze was sharp enough to seem capable of seeing through men's hearts, making them shudder all over.

Ye Changqing let out a cold laugh, then shifted his gaze to Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Holy Mother Guiling, Saint Huoling, Niangniang Shiji, and the others.

His gaze softened, and when he looked at Niangniang Shiji in particular, it carried an added note of concern.

As the first disciple of the Jie Cult to ascend the Investiture of the Gods, Niangniang Shiji was undoubtedly the most tragic one.

Nezha had clearly killed her disciple, and all she wanted was justice.

Yet in the end, True Man Taiyi branded her with the crime of failing to recognize the heavenly course and killed her with the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.

It had previously been said that Venerable Primordial had bestowed three methods for transcending tribulation. The method True Man Taiyi used was to transcend tribulation through killing.

Niangniang Shiji's two disciples were beaten to death by Nezha, while she herself took True Man Taiyi's place on the Investiture of the Gods, ending with her entire lineage wiped out.

Ye Changqing sighed and drew a shimmering blue pearl from his robes, sending it before Niangniang Shiji.

It was precisely the Innate Spiritual Treasure he had obtained earlier—the Water Spirit Pearl.

Water and fire were mutually antagonistic. Hopefully, she could escape the fate of being the first to be killed.

Niangniang Shiji stared blankly at the pearl floating before her, unable to believe it.

Only after Golden Light Holy Mother beside her reminded her did she put away the Water Spirit Pearl and kowtowed in thanks to Niangniang Shiji above.

"Thank you, Senior Disciple Brother, for bestowing this treasure!"

Amid the crowd to one side, Immortal Chang Er Ding Guang's eyes brimmed with envy. Senior Disciple Brother's gaze had just lingered on him as well—could it be that he had hope too?

In order to attract Ye Changqing's attention, Immortal Chang Er Ding Guang kept bobbing and swaying his head, abnormally excited.

Sure enough, Ye Changqing's gaze was drawn to him, and a "kindly" smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Men, close the doors and unleash Duobao!"