Shouyang Mountain, Eight Sceneries Palace.
The purple energy was no longer as dense as before, and the entire palace was shrouded in silence and decay.
The fire of the alchemy furnace is as dim as a candle in the wind. It can no longer swallow Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, nor can it refine the steaming purple gas of Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir.
Laozi sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the stove, his face ashen.
The Purple Purity Dao Light around him, which once reflected the heavens and made all spirits worship, is now as thin as mist, uncertain in brightness and extinguishment, and may be completely extinguished at any time.
Human Sect Master Dao Fruit The backlash caused by the collapse was far more terrifying than he expected.
Saint Realm has fallen from the peak of Fourth Heaven to First Heaven Early, but can still recover slowly through retreat and hard training.
But Dao Path Foundation was damaged and Saint Dao Cracks spread, but it was an almost eternal trauma.
"Ahem..."
Another wisp of dark golden holy blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Before it even dripped, it turned into ashes and scattered in the air.
Laozi slowly opened his eyes, and there was no longer the Pure and Non-Action in his eyes, only bottomless exhaustion and regret.
He looked to the east, his eyes penetrating through the many palaces, falling to the distant shores of the East China Sea, and to the majestic lingering lingering destiny over Jin'ao Island that had not yet completely dissipated.
The fluctuation of luck just now was as vast as the sea of stars and as pure as the rising sun. Even though it was hundreds of millions of miles away, it still made Sage, who had fallen Saint Realm, feel palpitations in his heart.
"Xuandu..."
Laozi whispered the name.
A hundred years ago, that young man traveled thousands of miles and knelt before Foreign Minister Shouyang Mountain for ten years, hoping to become his disciple and seek enlightenment.
It's a pity that I didn't grasp it in the end.
Laozi Close your eyes and dig your fingertips into your palms.
"If I had accepted him..."
Laozi's voice is extremely dry.
If he had nodded and said yes.
Then Xuandu is Human Sect Head Disciple, it's him Laozi Personal Disciple.
Establish Martial Dao, Gather Fortune, certificate Hunyuan...
All this splendor and glory will belong to the Human Sect and his disciple Laozi!
Human Sect Luck will skyrocket, Above All Sects!
And he, Human Sect Master, will also gain Immeasurable Merit, Saint Realm by teaching Zenith Heaven disciples, and may even touch the Zenith Heaven Hunyuan state of Vague and Ethereal!
But now...
Laozi slowly lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand.
There, the shattered fragments of Human Sect Master Dao Fruit were like broken glass, reflecting his embarrassment and desolation at the moment.
Everything has become Foregone Conclusion.
Xuandu has become Human Race's Master, Jie Sect Vice Sect Master, and now Attain Zenith Heaven Hunyuan, and they have been mortal enemies for a long time.
Grudge of Destroyed Sect, Hatred of Severed Dao, until death.
"Heh..."
Laozi suddenly chuckled, hoarse, with endless self-deprecation.
Great Wilderness Billions of dollars, he boasts that he has calculated all Heavenly Secret, manages by doing nothing, and just sits and watches the clouds roll and relax.
But now it seems that he has calculated everything, but he has only missed... the human heart.
Not counting Human Race and Unbending Will who have been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years.
If Xuandu is omitted, then I dare to use Mortal Body Resolve to Shake the Heavens and Earth.
What's more, my arrogance of being aloof and indifferent to all living beings will eventually come back to bite me.
"That's all..."
Laozi took out a long breath and suppressed the regret and unwillingness surging in his heart.
The matter has come to this, and there is no point in regretting it.
The top priority is to stabilize the injury and repair Dao Foundation.
Although Human Sect is useless, he is ultimately transformed by Pangu Primordial Spirit, the head of Three Pure Ones, and responsible for Heaven-Opening Merit.
As long as the holy throne exists, there will still be Glimmer of Hope.
As for Xuandu, as for the Interception Sect...
"The calamity is about to begin, Heavenly Secret is in chaos... everything is still unknown."
Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
The fairy light is lingering, and there are thousands of auspicious mist.
Deep in the palace, Yuanshi Tianzun is sitting cross-legged on top of Nine Dragons Agarwood Carriage, with Jade Purity Immortal Light all around him like a waterfall, reflecting the glory of the entire palace.
His face was calm and his eyes were deep, as if the fluctuation of luck that Golden Ao Island had just now that shook Great Wilderness had not caused even a single ripple in his heart.
Only the slightly trembling Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his sleeve revealed his uneasy mood at the moment.
"Luck is like the sea, and the general trend has become..."
Yuanshi whispered to himself, every word was extremely cold.
He had just Sage Spiritual Sense sensed from afar that the majestic and pure destiny made him, Chan Sect Sage, feel frightened.
"This son... must not be kept."
A cold light flashed in Yuanshi's eyes, Three Treasures Jade Ruyi's brilliance suddenly bloomed in his sleeves, Jade Purity Dao Patterns circulated crazily, evolving an endless Heavenly Secret trajectory.
Witch-Demon Tribulation is not over yet, Heavenly Secret is still in chaos, Karma Entanglement is numb.
If you rashly attack Xuandu at this time, it may not only trigger Tongtian and Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, but may also disrupt the trend of calamity and cause fire.
The gain outweighs the loss.
"When Witch-Demon War, Calamity Qi are at their thickest, and Heavenly Secret is at their most chaotic..."
Yuanshi's eyes were deep, looking in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, looking at Demon Court hidden outside Thirty-three Heavens.
Witch Clan Twelve Ancestral Witches, demon clan Di Jun Taiyi.
These two parties are the calamity Protagonist, and they are the chess pieces that Heavenly Dao is destined to fall.
And Xuandu is just a variable in the calamity, a spoiler that accidentally breaks into the chess game.
No matter how strong a variable is, it is still a variable.
As long as the calamity is pushed to run according to the established trajectory, with the help of the Lich, or even the hand of...Saints, this variable... may not be completely eradicated!
"Nuwa's Saint Position fell, Dao Foundation was damaged, and I hate Xuandu deeply..."
"Jieyin and Zhunti have been coveting the fortune of the East for a long time. How can they sit back and watch Interception Sect become powerful?"
"As for Elder Brother..."
Yuanshi The corner of his mouth raised a cold arc.
Human Sect was abolished, Saint Realm plummeted, Dao Path was almost extinct... How can this kind of hatred be eliminated through seclusion and hard work?
Yuanshi believes that Laozi will definitely take action!
Three Pure Ones joins forces, and then brings in Western Two Sages and Nuwa...
Five Saints all come out and attack Xuandu while Tongtian cannot react!
No matter how lucky Xuandu is, can he still be able to defeat Saints who joins forces to defeat the general trend?
"Soon..."
Yuanshi slowly closed his eyes, feeling Jade Purity Immortal Light surge all over his body.
"Witch-Demon War is about to start, Calamity Qi has begun to rise..."
"Xuandu, let me see if you, Zenith Heaven, can withstand this... Great Wilderness, the biggest battle since the beginning of the world Killing Tribulation!"
In the Jade Void Palace, the fairy light suddenly restrained itself.
Yuanshi Tianzun's breath was completely silent, only a hint of murderous intent lingered deep in his slowly closing eyes.
West, Mount Sumeru.
Jieyin and Zhunti stood side by side beside Eight Treasures Merit Pool, their faces even more painful.
Jieyin announced the Buddha's name in a low voice, with deep compassion in his eyes, but a hint of deep calculation flashed:
"Xuandu's great power and overwhelming luck have become a thorn in the side of all Saint Hearts."
"Yuanshi will definitely eliminate Xuandu in the tribulation."
Hearing this, Zhunti's eyes suddenly brightened:
"Senior brother, are you saying that we can use the power of the calamity and the hands of Saints to get rid of Xuandu?"
"When Xuandu falls, and his body Vast Destiny collapses, the heaven and earth will surely react, which may trigger the arrival of Heavenly Dao Merit..."
The more he talked, the more excited he became:
"If we can take the opportunity to seize part of our luck, or even use secret methods to pull it, we may be able to give me Western Sect luck... one step further!"
Jieyin nodded slightly:
"Of course."
"If Xuandu dies, Jie Sect's Fortune will be severely damaged, and Tongtian will be unable to survive alone."
"When Mystic Gate is in the east, there will be civil strife, and Three Pure Ones will turn against me. It will be me, Western Sect, who will move eastward and receive good luck...Heaven-Sent Opportunity!"
Zhunti stroked his hands and smiled:
"Good! Great good!"
"Then cooperate with Yuanshi and secretly promote the calamity. Xuandu... must be completely destroyed in the calamity!"
The two of them looked at each other and saw the undisguised greed and murderous intent in each other's eyes.
The West is barren and its luck is thin.
They practiced hard for the Billion Yuan Association, created Western Sect, and established Eight Hundred Side Doors. What they did was to collect Gather Fortune, attain enlightenment and become saints.
But the East has abundant treasures, outstanding people, Three Pure Ones Establish Sect, Nuwa Creates Humans, all enjoying immeasurable luck, overwhelming them in the West.
Now, the opportunity has come.
Xuandu This anomaly, this variable that stirs up the Great Wilderness situation, is exactly the sharp blade that can tear apart the Mystic Gate pattern in the East!
As long as it is used properly, it may not be impossible to draw chestnuts from the fire, allowing me, Western Sect, to truly rise!
"But..."
Jieyin changed the subject, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes:
"Xuandu is not an easy person to deal with. Under Fortune Blessing, there may be unpredictable methods."
"If you want to get rid of it, you need to plan carefully and don't do it too hastily."
Zhunti nodded:
"Senior brother, don't worry. In this calamity, there are endless variables. All we have to do is secretly add fuel to the flames. Witch-Demon Two Clans, or even...Saints, will take the lead for us."
Thirty-Three Heavens Outside, Wa Huang Palace.
Seven-Colored Rosy Clouds has long been dimmed, and there is deathly silence in the palace.
Nuwa fell down on the cloud bed, his clothes were torn, his face was as pale as paper, and the corners of his mouth Purple-Gold Saint Blood had dried up and turned into scabs, but he was still shocking.
The light around her that once nourished all things and created all sentient beings was now as thin as smoke, as if it might be completely extinguished at any time.
Holy Mother Dao Fruit shattered, Saint Realm fell to First Heaven Early, the foundation was damaged, Dao Path was almost broken...
This blow was devastating to her.
What made her even more heartbroken was Fuxi's betrayal.
She had been planning for Elder Brother for hundreds of millions of years, and she did not hesitate to break up with Xuandu, and even used Creation Divine Stone, but what she got in exchange was Fuxi saying "Interception Sect is the destiny."
At that moment, she seemed to hear the sound of her own Saint Heart shattering.
"Xuandu...Fuxi..."
Nuwa slowly opened his eyes, and there was no longer the clear compassion in his eyes, only bottomless resentment and madness remained.
Outrage of hatred!
Hate Xuandu to dethrone her Holy Mother position and destroy her Dao Path Foundation!
I hate Fuxi for abandoning blood and family ties and joining the enemy!
I hate myself even more for not protecting Human Race and being on the wrong team.
"Why have we... fallen to this point today?!"
Nuwa gritted his teeth and roared, his voice hoarse like Fierce Ghost.
She slowly raised her hand, and in her palm, the red-gold Creation Divine Stone appeared again.
On the stone body, there are dense cracks and the brilliance is dim. The figure of Human Race manifested in it has been completely annihilated, leaving only an empty dead silence.
The position of Holy Mother is deposed, and Human Race Fortune is completely lost.
This Companion Treasure has also lost its power due to its origin being damaged.
"But... I haven't lost yet!"
The look of resentment in Nuwa's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he stared eastward, staring in the direction of Golden Ao Island:
"Xuandu, you destroyed me Dao Path, you broke me Saint Foundation... This hatred will never end until death!"
Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.
Sect Leader Tongtian Standing independently on the top of the palace, Qingyi Xunxun, his eyes like lightning, swept across the four directions Heavenly Domain.
The Saints's bright or dark Spiritual Sense fluctuations just now did not escape his Sage's perception.
Yuanshi's murderous intent, the West's calculations, Nuwa's malice, Laozi's silence...
Everything was as he expected.
"I can't even sit still..."
Tongtian The corners of his mouth slowly curved into a cold arc.
A calamity is about to arise, and undercurrents are surging.
Saints Everyone has their own agenda, and they all want to take advantage of the tribulation to cause trouble and seek benefits.
And Xuandu, the most outstanding disciple of the Interception Sect, Ancestor of Martial Dao of Hundred Year Dao Proving Hunyuan, has become the biggest variable, the biggest... target in Saints's eyes.
"It's a pity..."
Tongtian slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, the shadow of Qingping Sword appeared silently.
The clear light of the sword circulated, reflecting the unquestionable determination in his eyes:
"How can I, Tongtian's disciple, be touched by you whenever you want...?"
The sound was not loud and echoed quietly throughout the Golden Ao Island.
Myriad Immortals on the island, everyone feels the same.
On Duobao Peak, Daoist Duobao, who was refining Martial Dao Rune, slowly opened his eyes, and Chaos Colored Martial Dao Radiance flashed in his eyes.
He looked in the direction of the Biyou Palace and slowly made a fist:
"Disciple... will definitely live up to the respect expected by the teacher!"
Golden Ao Peak, Three Immortal Islands, Luofu Cave... each Jie Sect Disciples, all felt something in their hearts at this moment, and they all looked at the Biyou Palace.
There is no longer any confusion in his eyes.
Only be firm.
Unprecedented determination.
The way of martial arts has been passed down, and a new road has been opened.
Interception Sect The beginning of Transcendence is now!
So what about calamity?
What if Saints join forces?
I, Jie Sect Myriad Immortals, why should I be afraid of a battle?!
"Buzz..."
Deep in the Biyou Palace, Immortal-Slaying Four Swords buzzed at the same time.
Sword Intent soared into the sky, tearing apart the clouds and reflecting the entire East Sea Heavenly Domain into a chilling atmosphere.
Tongtian is independent from the center of Sword Intent, its eyes penetrate the endless void, falling towards the high place, Thirty-Three Heavens Outside the unknown place.
There, Purple Heaven Palace hangs.
What worries him most is Dao Ancestor Hongjun's attitude.