Tongtian looked at Xuandu, his brows furrowed.
"It's too dangerous to go to Chaos right now."
He paused and his voice became deeper:
"Yang Mei has left, but no one can say for sure whether he has really left."
"Even if such people are hidden from Great Wilderness, Dao Ancestor can't even think of detecting them at all."
"How would you deal with it if you encountered it?"
Xuandu heard this and smiled slightly.
The smile was very light, but it carried a kind of understanding that penetrated everything.
"Master, don't worry."
He spoke in a calm voice, "Disciples never do anything that is uncertain."
Tongtian looked at him and was silent for a long time.
He thought of everything that happened since Xuandu entered Interception Sect.
Preaching from East Sea Coast to Attained Hunyuan.
From scrapping Laozi Human Sect to killing Holy Mother Nuwa.
From Mend the Sky and Support the Heavens, to Five Directions Banners.
Every step is considered a perfect strategy.
Every game is done with confidence.
This guy never takes risks.
When he said it doesn't matter, it really means it doesn't matter.
Tongtian nodded slowly.
"Go ahead."
The two words fell, and there was no more words.
Xuandu bowed slightly, turned around, and took a step forward.
The void ripples silently.
That Green Clad Figure, disappeared instantly into the Biyou Palace.
Tongtian stood independently in front of the palace gate, looking at the disappearing figure and the gradually healing void.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss.
"Chaos is extremely dangerous."
He murmured in a low voice, his voice inaudible. "But this boy never disappoints."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
Before Biyou Palace, purple clouds are still lingering.
The hundreds of thousands of figures sitting cross-legged are still sinking into comprehension.
Everything is business as usual.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Above Golden Ao Island, Sky Dome clear.
Xuandu stood in the void, looking down at the Immortal Island.
Jie Sect Myriad Immortals, still sitting cross-legged on the Before Biyou Palace, deep in thought.
One hundred thousand breaths, like one hundred thousand long dragons, entrenched in Above Golden Ao Island, complementing the golden light of luck.
All around Duobao, Metal Law's sharp energy has faintly taken shape.
Behind Kong Xuan, Five-Colored Divine Light swayed slightly, and the resonance of Five Elements Law became clearer.
Beside Zhao Gongming, Wind Law's light energy is like a thread.
Around San Xiao, Slaughter Law's murderous intention has begun to gather.
Xuandu nodded slightly.
With this foundation, Interception Sect has a promising future.
He withdrew his gaze and raised his eyes to look up at the nine heavens.
Looking at that Chaos Depths.
This trip to Chaos is not just a whim.
Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, it's still early.
Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, not yet released.
If we rely solely on the feedback from Human Race and Jie Sect Disciples, the improvement in cultivation will still be too slow.
He needs more disciples.
More luck.
More feedback.
And Chaos has what he needs.
Chaos Being was born in Chaos and grew up in Chaos. His foundation is far deeper than that of Great Wilderness.
If he could take one or two as his disciples, the feedback would be enough to make him take another step forward.
What's more, with Chaos Bead in hand to cover up his aura, even Dao Ancestor Hongjun would have no chance of finding him among Chaos.
Xuandu A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
His thoughts moved slightly.
Deep between the eyebrows Purple Mansion, Chaos Bead trembled slightly.
Chaos Radiance surged out from the bead body and enveloped him instantly.
The brilliance was so faint that it was almost undetectable.
But wherever he passed, his aura, his Karma, everything about him was covered.
Even Heavenly Dao can't feel it at all.
Xuandu Take one step forward.
The void ripples silently.
Leave quietly Great Wilderness World.
Netherworld Underworld.
Yellow Springs Road is long, River of Forgetfulness is eloquent.
Samsara Seal hangs in the void, and Six Paths Radiance rotates endlessly.
Houtu is independent of Samsara Seal. The goose-yellow clothes are fluttering in the wind, and Samsara Dao Patterns is constantly flowing around the body.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the endless Pouring into Reincarnation True Spirit, her eyes as calm as water.
suddenly.
Her eyes moved slightly.
Raise your eyes and look towards the entrance of Underworld.
There, a green and white figure was slowly stepping out of the void.
Fuxi.
He landed on Yellow Springs Road and stood with his hands behind his back, his aura as restrained as an abyss.
Quasi-Saint Peak's cultivation has reached perfection, but there is no trace of the former high-spiritedness in his eyes.
There is only peace.
A kind of calmness that sees things through.
Houtu looked at him, his eyes slightly condensed.
After not seeing each other for several months, Fuxi has changed.
Most of the depression around him has dissipated, and although his eyes are still gloomy, they are a little more calm.
It is the tranquility after walking through thousands of mountains and rivers and seeing all kinds of things in the world.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi."
Houtu spoke with a cold voice:
"What are you doing here Underworld?"
Fuxi raised his eyes and looked at her.
The light in those eyes was as calm as water.
"Empress Houtu."
He spoke in a low voice:
"Fuxi is here to enter Reincarnation."
Houtu pupils shrink.
Enter Reincarnation?
Fuxi is the brother of Innate Deity, Nuwa, and the great power of Quasi-Saint Peak.
Although Sever Three Corpses To Prove Dao is trapped in a bottleneck of hundreds of millions of dollars, he is still Great Wilderness's great power.
Now, he wants to give up everything and join Reincarnation?
Reincarnated as a human?
Start from scratch?
Houtu took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice:
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, do you know what you are talking about?"
Fuxi nodded.
"Know."
The two words fell, and there was no more words.
Houtu looked at him, frowning slightly.
She naturally knows why Fuxi wants to join Reincarnation.
Xuandu once preached to Hunyuan Dao. Although she was at Underworld, she could hear the voice of the sermon clearly.
Method of Severing Three Corpses, three pieces of Same Origin Supreme Treasure are needed to achieve enlightenment.
Without Same Origin Supreme Treasure, killing all three corpses would be a dead end.
At the time of Fuxi Sever Three Corpses, three unrelated Innate Spiritual Treasure were used.
The three corpses have different origins, their laws are not fused, and there will never be a day of enlightenment.
He is trapped in Quasi-Saint Peak and has lost hundreds of millions of dollars.
The road ahead is cut off.
There is no way to look back.
You can only enter Reincarnation, be reincarnated as a human being, and start from scratch.
Only then can you earn Glimmer of Hope.
Houtu Silence.
She looked at Fuxi, looking at that calm but determined face, and thoughts were spinning in her heart.
"Xuandu Do you know?"
Fuxi nodded:
"I know. It was Vice Sect Master who pointed me to Underworld and asked Empress to arrange for me to join Reincarnation."
Houtu heard this, his eyes moved slightly.
Xuandu knows.
And it was directed by him.
That's okay.
This person never does anything uncertain.
Since he asked Fuxi to come to Underworld and enter Reincarnation, there must be some calculations.
What's more, after Great Earth Origin recovered, she could sense far more than what happened with Reincarnation.
Fuxi's destiny, she can see clearly.
That destiny is not in the innate, not in the gods, nor in the Quasi-Saint Peak's cultivation.
at Human Race.
In the position of the Holy Emperor who has not yet been born.
Among Heavenly Dao's Predetermined Number of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Houtu spoke slowly:
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, do you know what Reincarnation means?"
Fuxi nodded.
"Know."
He spoke in a calm voice:
"Enter Reincarnation, reincarnated as a human, lost all previous cultivation and no memory."
"Practice from scratch, and the accumulation of hundreds of millions of yuan will be wiped out in one day."
Houtu looked at him:
"Aren't you afraid?"
Fuxi shook his head slightly.
"Not afraid."
He paused and his eyes deepened slightly:
"Trapped in the Quasi-Saint Peak Billion Dollar Society, the road ahead is cut off and there is no way back. That is the real fear."
"Now Vice Sect Master has pointed out a way for me. Although I have to start from scratch, the road ahead is broad and there will be no more Shackles."
"Why should I be afraid?"