Arranging My Own Funeral

Empress Pingxin looked at Ye Changqing with a complex expression, her heart already churning like a stormy sea.

In these tens of thousands of years, she had tried every method imaginable but couldn't find the root of the problem.

Yet, he saw through it with a single glance!

Ye Changqing was truly a peerless genius, no wonder even the Heavenly Dao was immensely wary of him.

Even the Great Dao, which had hidden itself since the creation of the world, wanted to eliminate him.

If Ye Changqing were to die, the entire Primordial World would likely have no one to rival him.

"The Three Daos of Heaven, Earth, and Man were never superior or inferior to each other."

"But now that the Heavenly Dao is complete, it naturally will not allow the other two Daos to stand alongside it."

"The great tribulation is approaching, the Human Dao is about to decline, and the Earth Dao will not be far behind!"

Ye Changqing spoke eloquently.

"The Human Dao will decline?"

"The Heavenly Dao reigns supreme over all..."

Empress Pingxin murmured Ye Changqing's words, her brow furrowed tightly.

She tried to deduce the future, even using the power of the Earth Dao's origin, but the heavenly secrets remained shrouded in chaos.

Could it be that Ye Changqing could see into the distant future?

She fixed her gaze upon him. His eyes showed no trace of evasion, and his thoughts were clear, obviously not fabricated to deceive her.

Empress Pingxin even found him somewhat terrifying, more so than Old Ancestor Hongjun.

It would be best not to make an enemy of such a person, and at the very least, one must absolutely not offend him.

However, if Ye Changqing's words were true, then she would have to consider forming an alliance with him.

Once the Heavenly Dao surpassed the Earth Dao, she would never have a chance to leave the Underworld.

She had spent an immeasurable amount of time in this sunless, dark place, dreaming of regaining her freedom.

Even if it were only for a single day.

Even if it meant sacrificing her life.

"What should I do?"

Empress Pingxin asked Ye Changqing.

At this point, she had no other choice but to believe what he said.

"You don't need to do anything, just wait!"

"When the time is ripe, someone will naturally come to find you."

"The killing tribulation is approaching; my Jie Cult, the Human Race, and the Underworld must join forces to overcome this crisis."

Ye Changqing said slowly.

"The Human Race?"

"Could it be that Nuwa also..."

Empress Pingxin made a bold guess.

Ye Changqing nodded. Telling her these things wouldn't hurt; on the contrary, it would make her more inclined to form an alliance.

"Alright, I agree!"

Empress Pingxin immediately accepted.

Ye Changqing smiled, having long expected that she wouldn't refuse.

After much thought, Empress Pingxin still voiced the question in her heart.

"Is the future catastrophe truly that terrifying?"

Since the creation of the world, they had experienced the Fierce Beast Tribulation, the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the Dao-Demon Conflict, and the Witch-Demon Tribulation, several calamities.

Yet, no Saint had ever participated in them.

Moreover, after the Witch-Demon Tribulation, the Jie Cult was known as the gathering of Myriad Immortals, exceptionally powerful.

Sect Master Tongtian's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation could only be broken by four Saints.

Could it be that far more than four Saints would act in the tribulation?

Or perhaps Old Ancestor Hongjun would make a move during the tribulation...

This was clearly a struggle between Saints.

No wonder Ye Changqing chose this time to achieve Dao and reach Primordial Unity.

Everything made sense now!

"Houtu Ancestral Witch, I am nearing the end of my life. Whether this tribulation can be overcome depends on you all."

"I implore you!"

Ye Changqing sighed and said solemnly.

After making these arrangements, Sect Master Tongtian took him and left the Underworld.

Empress Pingxin watched his departing back, her eyes unconsciously moistening.

He was so similar to her past self who sought a way out for the Witch Race.

But she had failed, becoming the sinner who caused the downfall of the Witch Race.

"I hope you can succeed..."

She could only silently bless him in her heart.

After Ye Changqing left the Underworld, his mood was also exceptionally heavy.

Empress Pingxin's power in the Underworld was no less than that of Heavenly Dao Hongjun.

If she were truly allowed to leave the Underworld, the Jie Cult might be saved.

Even in the worst-case scenario, it would be possible to ensure that the deceased Jie Cult disciples who did not make the list of gods could enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

It would be possible to preserve a part of the Jie Cult's legacy.

Netherworld Blood Sea, Old Ancestor Minghe poked his head out and looked at the fleeting Ye Changqing, his eyes filled with complexity.

"Changqing, do you want your master to avenge you?"

Sect Master Tongtian asked Ye Changqing.

"Forget it, Empress Pingxin will deal with him herself later."

Ye Changqing refused.

After Sect Master Tongtian sent him back to Golden Ao Island, he hurriedly left again.

He absolutely would not stand by and watch his beloved disciple die.

He was going to find a last path to survival for Ye Changqing.

On Golden Ao Island, Ye Changqing gathered his junior brothers and sisters and told them of his final plan.

Ye Changqing had little time left, and before he died, he wanted to see the Primordial World one last time.

During the Great Desolation War between Witches and Demons, Ancestral Witch Gonggong rammed Buzhou Mountain, shattering the entire Great Desolation and plunging it into Chaos, turning it into stars.

The current Three Realms were merely a tiny fragment, with very limited distance.

Fifty years was enough for Ye Changqing to travel throughout the Three Realms.

Come to think of it, he hadn't even seen the beautiful mountains and rivers before he transmigrated and before he achieved Dao as a Primordial Unity.

He didn't want to leave any regrets in the end.

Wuwu~

A horn sounded over the East Sea.

A large group of sea creatures raised their heads, and a long procession slowly rose from Golden Ao Island.

At the front of the procession, Zhao Gongming raised the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, stabilizing the entire East Sea and clearing the path for Senior Disciple Brother.

Ye Changqing rode on the broad back of Kui Niu, surrounded by auspicious multicolored clouds.

Kui Niu was also a registered disciple of Sect Master Tongtian and usually served as his mount.

Within the entire Jie Cult, besides Sect Master Tongtian, it was only willing to serve as the mount for Senior Disciple Brother.

The first direct disciple of the Jie Cult, Daoist Duobao, held the reins and led the Ox.

Yunxiao, Bixiao, and Qiongxiao held flower baskets, scattering a rain of flowers for Ye Changqing.

The flowers in these baskets came from the three thousand li Peach Blossom Forest on Three Immortal Island.

Holy Mother Wudang, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Golden Light Holy Mother, Holy Mother Guiling, Saint Huoling, Niangniang Shiji, and a host of other female immortals followed closely behind.

The Myriad Immortals of the Jie Cult spontaneously followed behind them, accompanying Senior Disciple Brother.

"You don't need to be sad for me. After I die, the heavens will weep blood for me, and all spirits will mourn for me."

"After I die, the myriad worlds will escort my funeral."

"At that time, Nine Dragons will pull my coffin, Immortal Kings will support my spirit, and Demon Kings will see me off."

"The Hongmeng Divine Race will come from the River of Time to worship their Hongmeng Controller."

"The Time Monarch will break through the Three Realms to bid me farewell."

"The beings of the Eternal World will guide the direction of my coffin."

Ye Changqing, riding on Kui Niu, mumbled these words.

But his words were transmitted word for word to the ears of every Jie Cult disciple.

After Daoist Duobao's tutelage during these days, they had long since believed in Senior Disciple Brother's mysterious identity.

They could already imagine the glorious scene on that day.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully preparing your own funeral. Everything will come true after the host's death!"

"Reward: Earthly Dao Golden Wheel, Primordial Unity Immortal Method!"