Sect Master Tongtian froze. Could there be some other opportunity here?
Chu Yan chuckled and said:
"Master, your doctrine says that all things have a thread of life. I, Chu Yan, have one too. As long as I hold on to it, there's still a chance I can truly come back to life."
Indeed, all things had a thread of life.
Sect Master Tongtian was overcome with excitement.
As the saying went, there were Fifty Great Daos, and Heavenly Evolution Forty-Nine. The One Escape Path left everyone a thread of life.
That meant the thread of life wasn't granted by the Heavenly Dao, but by the Great Dao.
The Heavenly Dao couldn't erase the thread of life from anything in existence.
It could only scheme to make the other party willingly give it up.
Otherwise, why were there so many schemes in the Primordial World?
If it weren't so, Hongjun would have simply wiped out the Witch Race, the Demon Race, and the Human Race long ago.
"Human Master, now that you've returned, you should hurry and suppress the Human Race Destiny. If too much time passes, it will scatter completely."
Looking toward Buzhou Mountain, he saw that the Human Race Destiny was scattered, having lost the suppression of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans.
The Human Race Destiny was like duckweed without roots.
For now, it was held together by the prayers of the Primordial Human Race.
But if too much time passed, its destiny would eventually dissipate.
"Looks like we need to find a treasure to protect the race."
"Hm? Human Master, are you planning to seize the Kongtong Seal from Taiqing?"
At those words, before Chu Yan could answer, Taiqing Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens instantly tensed up.
Could Chu Yan really be planning to seize the Kongtong Seal?
But in the next moment, Chu Yan shook his head.
"What is the Kongtong Seal worth? It's all part of a scheme. What I'm looking for is far more powerful than the Kongtong Seal."
Chu Yan glanced at Sect Master Tongtian and said:
"Master, would you accompany me on a visit to Buzhou Mountain?"
"Gladly. I was just thinking the same thing."
Sect Master Tongtian had waited a long time for this day. After Chu Yan's reminder, he now knew that the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation wasn't suitable for suppressing the Interception Sect's destiny.
"Then let's go."
Chu Yan glanced faintly toward the Heavenly Court, then looked toward the Thirty-Three Heavens.
He swore to himself: Just wait. Once I've secured the Human Race Destiny, I'll settle the score with you.
That glance alone was enough to make the Demon Heavenly Court feel the temperature drop a few degrees. Their backs were covered in a cold sweat.
All Saints of the Heavens shivered as well.
The Endless Great Powers of the Primordial World, along with the Sages and others, all watched Chu Yan and Sect Master Tongtian as they headed for Buzhou Mountain.
They couldn't sit still anymore.
Buzhou Mountain was where Pangu's Will resided. Could they be plotting against Pangu again?
At the Purple Heaven Palace, Hongjun's brow twitched.
"What are they up to? Chu Yan alone is enough to give me a headache, and now Tongtian's butting in too. He really is a rebel."
Hongjun took a deep breath, impatient to bring the Witch-Demon War to an end as soon as possible.
But when he looked at the situation, he immediately felt stifled.
Last time, Pangu's Will had forced its way into the River of Destiny of the Primordial World and thrown its fate into chaos.
The Heavenly Dao still hadn't finished putting things in order. There was no way to launch the final battle of the Witch-Demon War.
Otherwise, the River of Destiny would only become even more chaotic.
By then, beings whose fates had already been Fixed Numbers would inevitably become Variables.
Looking again at the Jade Plate of Creation in the River of Destiny, he saw that it was still suppressing the fate of the Human Race.
But Hongjun felt as if he'd punched a cotton ball.
The fate of the Primordial World was in such disarray that even Hongjun couldn't see the future by forcefully divining it.
In other words, Hongjun no longer knew what would become of the Human Race's fate.
Everything rested on Chu Yan.
"Damn it. I suppressed it for nothing."
But he didn't dare take back the Jade Plate of Creation. If he did, the Human Race would become even more uncontrollable.
Given Chu Yan's nature, he would surely alter the General Trend and turn the world upside down.
"Everyone, gather at the Purple Heaven Palace."
Hongjun issued his order, and even Sect Master Tongtian heard it.
But Tongtian couldn't be bothered to respond. Hongjun didn't mind; this gathering was to discuss matters, after all.
Soon, Taiqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, and Yuanshi Tianzun all arrived.
"Greetings, Teacher."
The five Sages sat cross-legged on their cushions. Above them, Hongjun wore a white robe, his three thousand whiskers white as snow.
Looking at the Sages below, Hongjun felt stifled as well.
Taiqing had lost most of Pangu's Primordial Spirit. His face was pale, and his breath was unsteady.
Fortunately, he'd managed to claim a small portion of the Human Race Destiny, so his injury hadn't been for nothing.
Yuanshi Tianzun, however, had fared much worse.
He'd been killed twice, most of Pangu's Primordial Spirit had burned away, and his Innate Supreme Treasure had been crippled.
That wasn't all—he hadn't gained a single thing.
In this battle, Yuanshi Tianzun had suffered the greatest losses. The Chan Sect's destiny had hit rock bottom.
Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti also had unsteady auras.
Sect Master Tongtian had slain each of them with a single sword strike. Their destinies had plummeted, and they'd nearly lost the Three Flowers above their heads to the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
"Teacher, please uphold justice for your disciple. In this battle, I was killed twice, my Innate Supreme Treasure was crippled, and I can no longer suppress my sect's destiny. The Chan Sect's destiny has hit rock bottom. If we don't remedy this, the Chan Sect may be left with nothing but its name."
Yuanshi Tianzun was truly anxious.
Hongjun sighed and said:
"Yuanshi, I know you're anxious. Very well, I'll repair the Pangu Banner for you."
As he spoke, Hongjun reached out with one hand, and the Qiankun Fortune Cauldron appeared.
It was the very cauldron Nuwa would later use to refine the Sky-Mending Stone when Mending the Heavens.
"This cauldron can reverse things to their innate state. Hand over the Pangu Banner."
Yuanshi Tianzun tossed it over, and Hongjun cast it into the Fortune Cauldron.
Soon, the Pangu Banner was repaired.
"Take it."
"Thank you, Teacher."
Yuanshi Tianzun was thrilled. The Pangu Banner had regained its former glory.
Hongjun continued:
"Yuanshi, I know your Chan Sect suffered heavy losses in this battle. Don't worry. When the opportunity comes, the Chan Sect will surely flourish."
Yuanshi Tianzun grew excited at once.
"Thank you, Teacher."
This was a promise from the Dao Ancestor himself.
Hongjun nodded, then said:
"This battle had already been decided, but Chu Yan blew himself up and forcibly overturned the outcome, causing all of you to suffer heavy losses."
The Sages nodded repeatedly at his words.
"Nuwa, Di Jun was killed by Chu Yan, leaving the Heavenly Court without a ruler. You can use the Monster Summoning Banner to retrieve Di Jun's soul and help him reconstruct his body."
Then Hongjun reached out, and a mass of flesh appeared.
"This is flesh from a Chaos Demon God that I collected in Chaos. Though its origins weakened considerably after the catastrophe of the world's creation, it's more than enough to reconstruct Di Jun's body. Take it."
Hongjun flicked his hand, and the mass of flesh floated toward Nuwa.
He also handed the Qiankun Fortune Cauldron to Nuwa.
"I'll bestow this cauldron upon you. It can help you reconstruct Di Jun's body."
Hongjun had already made up his mind. The Witch Race had grown stronger by relying on the Human Race Destiny, so he would add a heavy blow to the scales.
Let's see how they fare against Di Jun after he's fused with the flesh of a Chaos Demon God.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Nuwa took out the Monster Summoning Banner and soon retrieved the enemy army's soul.
Then she placed Di Jun's soul and the flesh of the Chaos Demon God into the Fortune Cauldron.
Her magical power surged, and soon Di Jun emerged.
"Greetings, Dao Ancestor. Greetings, Sages."
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