Heavenly decree from the Dao Ancestor? What does it have to do with me, Xuandu!

Before Biyou Palace, immortal mist swirled.

Xuandu stood outside the palace gate, his heart trembling slightly at the words "Dao Ancestor's personal visit."

The Witch-Demon Tribulation was approaching, and the Heavenly Secret was dim and unclear.

Why had he suddenly descended upon Golden Ao Island at this moment?

He forcibly suppressed his churning emotions, his face returning to a calm expression.

Since the Dao Ancestor had personally arrived, let alone a mere personal disciple like himself, even his Master, Sect Leader Tongtian, would have to greet him with respect and wait patiently.

"So that's how it is."

Xuandu nodded slightly, saying no more.

He silently retreated to the side, standing quietly and waiting with Jinguang Xian and Piluxian.

His aura was retracted like that of a mortal, as if he had merged with the surrounding cloud mist.

Time flowed slowly in the silence.

The gate of Biyou Palace remained tightly shut, with no sound from within.

The Dao Ancestor and the Sage conversed, their words following law and forming their own barrier, impenetrable to outsiders.

Xuandu lowered his gaze, his thoughts racing.

Was the Dao Ancestor's visit related to the Witch-Demon War?

Related to the Human Race Tribulation?

Or related to... him, this anomalous Golden Immortal of the Origin?

He did not know.

Although Golden Immortals of the Origin transcended the constraints of the Heavenly Dao and formed their own laws.

Before a supreme being like the Dao Ancestor, who had merged with the Heavenly Dao, they were still like a drop in the ocean.

Just as Xuandu's emotions rippled.

"Buzz!"

The gate of Biyou Palace before him silently opened a crack.

An indescribable Dao charm emanated from within the door.

Immediately after, Sect Leader Tongtian's clear and calm voice came from inside, resonating clearly in Xuandu's ears:

"Xuandu, come in."

Hearing this, Xuandu didn't dare to hesitate.

He nodded slightly to his two junior brothers beside him, then took a step forward, his figure already flashing past the Palace Gate and into Biyou Palace.

The scene inside the palace was as usual.

Cloud Bed, Jade Seat, Qingping Sword hanging, Myriad Immortals Array Diagram faintly visible.

Sect Leader Tongtian sat on the Cloud Bed, Sword Qi contained within his body, his expression calm and unruffled.

However.

Xuandu's gaze swept over the room, and his heart tightened slightly.

The Dao Ancestor was nowhere to be seen in the palace.

Only the faint, lingering aura of the Heavenly Dao proved that a supreme being had indeed descended just now.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun had already departed.

Xuandu suppressed the Doubt in his heart, strode forward quickly, and bowed:

"Disciple Xuandu pays respects to Master."

Sect Leader Tongtian's gaze fell upon Xuandu, a flicker of imperceptible complexity flashing in his eyes.

"Returning in such a hurry, what is the matter?"

His voice was peaceful, yet carried a faint solemnity.

Xuandu straightened up, not daring to delay, and immediately spoke:

"Reporting to Master, this disciple went to the coast of the East Sea and witnessed the Demon Race's rampage, slaughtering the Human Race. Billions of our kin are in dire straits."

His tone was grave as he briefly reported the Ghost Chariot's slaughter of the valley, his intervention to kill it, and the subsequent clearing of the Demon Race from the East Sea coast.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze firm:

"This disciple earnestly requests Master's permission to bring the Human Race of the Great Wilderness under the banner of our Jie Sect!"

"Not everyone needs to seek true transmission. Even as outer disciples, or Registered Disciples, they can receive the protection of the Jie Sect's Fortune and gain a sliver of hope for survival!"

"In this way, we can both resolve the crisis of the Human Race's annihilation and enhance the prestige and Fortune of our Jie Sect. Our fortunes will be linked, complementing each other!"

However, after his words fell.

Sect Leader Tongtian did not respond immediately.

He watched Xuandu quietly, the complex emotion in his eyes deepening.

Inside Biyou Palace, a brief silence fell.

Seeing this, an ominous premonition arose in Xuandu's heart.

As expected.

A moment later, Sect Leader Tongtian slowly spoke, his voice carrying an indescribable meaning:

"Your purpose here, Master has already informed me."

!!!

Xuandu's heart trembled violently!

The Dao Ancestor... had already foreseen that he would come for this matter?

Sect Leader Tongtian continued, his tone calm:

"Master said the Witch-Demon Tribulation is a fixed number of the Heavenly Dao. The Human Race is destined to face this tribulation, and it is also destined to rise after the tribulation."

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"This is the rotation of fate. Sages cannot interfere recklessly and disrupt the heavenly numbers."

He looked at Xuandu, his gaze profound:

"Therefore, before the Witch-Demon Tribulation ends, I cannot accept any more Human Race disciples."

Hearing this, Xuandu stood stunned.

The Dao Ancestor had personally issued a decree to prevent the Human Race from entering the Jie Sect?

Why?

Just because fate decreed it so? Was the Human Race destined to experience this tribulation?

Because of the word "fixed number," would billions of humans be refined into the Witch-Slaying Sword?

Xuandu unconsciously clenched his fists within his sleeves.

However, he then paused.

He noticed his Master's wording: "Sages cannot interfere."

And what does it have to do with me if Master cannot take disciples from the Human Race?

Sect Leader Tongtian looked at the silent Xuandu, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

To remain calm under such circumstances, this child's disposition is indeed extraordinary.

His tone shifted slightly, a hint of indescribable meaning creeping in:

"The teachings of the Jie Sect are to seize a sliver of hope."

"If you, in your personal capacity, act to protect the Human Race and seize that sliver of hope for them..."

Sect Leader Tongtian did not finish.

But Xuandu already understood!

In an instant, his heart cleared up!

That's right!

The Dao Ancestor's decree restricted the Jie Sect, restricted Sage Master.

But not him, Xuandu, personally!

Although he was a direct disciple of the Jie Sect, he was also Xuandu of the Human Race!

If he took disciples and passed down teachings in his personal capacity, protecting his kin, he would not be violating the Dao Ancestor's heavenly decree that "no sect shall provide large-scale protection"!

This was the sliver of opportunity left by the Dao Ancestor beneath the cold mandate of heaven!

This was the sliver of hope the Jie Sect pursued!

"Disciple understands!"

Xuandu nodded heavily, his eyes reigniting with light.

He bowed deeply to Sect Leader Tongtian:

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"

Sect Leader Tongtian nodded slightly, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his face.

"Since you understand, you may go."

"Decide for yourself how to proceed."

"Yes! Disciple takes his leave!"

Xuandu no longer hesitated. After bowing again, he turned and strode away.

His steps were firm, no longer hesitant.

Watching Xuandu's retreating figure disappear beyond the Palace Gate.

Sect Leader Tongtian withdrew his gaze, landing it on the Heavenly Dao's lingering resonance in the Void that had yet to fully dissipate. He murmured softly:

"Master... you personally descended and issued a heavenly decree, yet left this ambiguity..."

"Are you intending to stop this, or... to tacitly permit it?"

His whisper faded into the vast, empty hall, with no one to answer.

Xuandu emerged from Biyou Palace. He didn't speak much with Jinguang Xian or Piluxian, merely offering a slight bow.

Then, his figure transformed into a streak of cyan light, soaring into the sky and speeding towards the East Sea coast.

He had to return quickly!

The Dao Ancestor's decree had been issued, and the Demon Court's actions were imminent.

He had to race against time!

As he traversed the Void, Xuandu's eyes were sharp.

Since he couldn't provide large-scale protection under the name of the Jie Sect.

He would then take disciples in his personal name, teaching them the Daoist methods of the Jie Sect.

These disciples would, in name, be his disciples, Xuandu's, and simultaneously second-generation disciples of the Jie Sect!

At that time, if the Demon Court dared to slaughter wantonly again, they would no longer be targeting the defenseless and weak Human Race.

Instead, they would be provoking the Jie Sect!

And indirectly slapping the Sage Master's face!

This was an open stratagem!

Even the Dao Ancestor couldn't say anything.

After all, intercepting a sliver of hope was the core tenet of the Jie Sect!

His actions were precisely for the Human Race, carving out that faint glimmer of hope from a certain death situation!

"Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi... you should stop if you're wise."

"If you insist on acting recklessly..."

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