The Saints Are Terrified, Tongtian: I Don't Know Anything!

Taishang Laojun looked at his empty alchemy room, then at the baby carrying the Qiankun Cauldron, her little face filled with the conviction that "seeking justice for my father is only right and proper." His Dao Heart, which had been as steady as a rock for billions of years, shattered at that moment. This karma was not to be touched! This logic was impossible to explain!

At the same time.

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace. Yuanshi Tianzun, seated on his Cloud Bed, suddenly opened his eyes. As his divine eyes opened and closed, the universe flickered in and out of existence, and the Great Dao revolved. He calculated with his fingers, only to find that the heavenly secrets were in chaos, stirred by a brute force!

With a thought, his Divine Sense traversed endless void in an instant, descending upon the Heavenly Court. What he saw before him caused his expression, which had been unchanged for Myriad Ages, to shift! The South Heaven Gate was in disarray, the Haotian Mirror shattered on the ground. A terrifying aura, which made even him tremble, lingered here. Then, all the Pantaos in the Pantaoyuan had vanished. The immortal veins were severed, the spiritual roots withered. It looked nothing like its former self! His gaze shifted to Doushuai Palace. Taishang Laojun was hugging a stone pillar in front of the palace, on the verge of tears, his Dao Heart showing signs of collapse. Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, his Divine Sense locking onto a small red figure. Xiruan was grunting and groaning as she dismantled the two golden doors of Doushuai Palace. As she exerted herself, a sharp, terrifying Dao rhythm emanated from her, capable of breaking all laws and destroying everything! "The aura of the Pangu Banner!" Yuanshi Tianzun's palm clenched suddenly, and the surrounding void warped silently. "Tongtian! Well done, Tongtian!" "Imprisoned in the Purple Cloud Palace, yet still able to set up such earth-shattering contingency plans in the outside world!" What bloodline descendant?! I see this Little Girl as a tool he forged to break the deadlock! Haotian Mirror broken! The Heavenly Court's dignity utterly disgraced! Pantaoyuan destroyed! The Heavenly Court's foundation utterly ruined! Doushuai Palace emptied! The Heavenly Court's supplies completely cut off! If this Little Girl is allowed to continue her rampage, the entire Heavenly Court's fortune will likely be shaken! The order of the Great Desolation, set by the Dao Ancestor, will likely be thrown into chaos! When did his third brother become so defiant?!

West, Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin Daoren's face was filled with distress, and Zunti Daoren's Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree flashed erratically in his hand. The two saints' hearts were in turmoil.

"Senior Brother..."

"I see."

The two looked at each other, seeing boundless shock in each other's eyes, and... a trace of uncontrollable ecstasy.

The East is in chaos!

The Heavenly Court, established by the Dao Ancestor himself to suppress the luck of the East, was currently being beaten to the ground!

Wasn't this a heaven-sent opportunity for the West to prosper?

"Big Brother, the West's chance!"

"...The chance for the West to prosper!"

The two saints spoke in unison, and amidst their ecstasy, their hearts suddenly chilled.

...What exactly is that thing?

It could actually clash head-on with the Innate Supreme Treasure Haotian Mirror with its physical body and shatter it in one blow? Even Senior Brother Taiqing's Taiji Diagram couldn't trap it?

When did that madman Tongtian hide such a monster?!

The two saints looked at each other again, seeing deep apprehension.

This immense opportunity... it's a hot potato!

Wa Huang Palace.

Saint Nüwa sighed softly, her voice carrying a hint of helplessness, and also a hint of suppressed laughter.

At the entrance of Doushuai Palace, that little fellow was still enthusiastically studying how to pack up and take away the two large golden doors.

Her expression was exceptionally complex.

Others couldn't see clearly.

But she could see perfectly clearly.

The small bronze cauldron being used as a sack was clearly the Qiankun Cauldron she had used to mend the heavens back then!

This treasure was lost in the chaos. How did it fall into Tongtian's hands, and be... used like this?

"Sigh~"

"This little fellow is even more troublesome than those two lawless Demon Emperors back then."

But...

Haotian's face, beaten into a pig's head, was truly satisfying!

And that Taishang Laojun...

"Tsk tsk tsk... this expression..."

"Pfft--"

Nüwa couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the endless void.

Several supreme wills quietly collided at this moment.

Shock, solemnity, apprehension, killing intent... all sorts of emotions exchanged billions of times in an instant.

A silent consensus formed in the hearts of all the Sages.

That Master Tongtian, whom they had jointly suppressed, never to rise again...

He flipped the table.

Not only did he flip the table, but he also summoned an utterly unreasonable, bear cub that could smash everyone to death to stir up trouble.

Purple Cloud Palace.

Master Tongtian suddenly shivered, his hair standing on end.

Sage divine senses, filled with vigilance, fear, and killing intent, locked onto him tightly.

Tongtian was completely bewildered.

What happened?

What... what did I do?

At the same time, outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

Haotian, with disheveled hair and a bruised and swollen face, rushed to the palace gates.

"Dao Ancestor! Dao Ancestor, save me!"

He knelt down with a "plop," crying his heart out.

"Dao Ancestor! The Heavenly Court you personally sealed has been smashed!"

"Your Haotian Mirror is broken!"

"Doushuai Palace of Saint Taiqing has been emptied!"

"Tongtian... Tongtian has gone too far! He lets his disciples commit atrocities, he's lawless!"

"I beg the Dao Ancestor to uphold justice for your disciple!"

Haotian's wails echoed in the chaos, filled with endless grievance and indignation.

However, the great doors of Purple Cloud Palace remained unmoved.

A long time passed.

A boy's voice came from within the doors.

"The Master has decreed: The Heavenly Dao cycles, and the tribulations have their own destiny. You should all take care of yourselves and not disturb his quiet cultivation."

Haotian's crying stopped abruptly.

He knelt on the ground, stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Take care of yourselves?

Do not disturb?

That's it?

He, the dignified Heavenly Emperor, had been attacked, his face nearly smashed, the very foundations of the Heavenly Court nearly uprooted!

The result?

He ran to complain to the Master, and the Master didn't even open the door, just sent back eight words?

Haotian was instantly overwhelmed by absurdity and despair.

Why?

Why wouldn't the Dao Ancestor intervene?

Could it be... the Dao Ancestor was also afraid of Tongtian's hidden move?

No! Impossible!

The Dao Ancestor is one with the Heavenly Dao, indestructible through all tribulations, how could he be afraid!

Then why?

Haotian's mind raced, countless thoughts colliding wildly.

Is this the Dao Ancestor's test for me?!

The Dao Ancestor wasn't ignoring me, but was using Tongtian and that little monster to temper me!

When Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility on a person, it first tries their resolve with suffering, their sinews and bones with toil...

Right! It must be like this!

The Dao Ancestor thinks I've been too comfortable as the Heavenly Emperor, so he's personally entered the fray to arrange an unprecedented super trial for me!

That little monster didn't smash the Haotian Mirror, it smashed my cowardice!

She didn't empty the Doushuai Palace, she emptied my dependence!

After realizing this, the tears in Haotian's eyes gradually stopped.

He looked ecstatically at the closed doors of the Purple Cloud Palace, his smile widening.

"Master! Disciple... understands!"

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun, who was about to enter meditation, almost fell off the cloud bed.

No, what do you understand now?

This old Daoist hasn't said anything?!