Taotie and Chaos both knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
"Master!"
The sound shook the cave, and spiritual energy surged.
Xuandu looked at the two beasts, looking at the two faces that were trying to be calm but could not hide their excitement.
A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The smile was very light, but it carried a sense of relief.
"Get up."
The three words fell, like the spring breeze blowing on the face.
Taotie and Chaos stood up and stood in the cave.
His blood-stained eyes were full of expectation.
"Master, Shen Ni he...?"
Taotie opened his mouth, his voice trembling slightly.
Xuandu looked at it and shook his head slightly.
"He's gone."
After the three words fell, Taotie was startled.
Gone?
Shen Ni is gone?
No more fighting?
No more revenge?
Aren't you going to kill them?
"Master, this is...?"
Taotie is confused.
Xuandu said:
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun is here."
"He had a fight with Shen Ni."
"No matter who wins or loses."
"Then we talked."
"What we talked about, I don't know."
"But I know that Shen Ni won't come for the time being."
Taotie Hearing this, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Chaos Hearing this, the tense body finally relaxed.
The two beasts looked at each other and saw the disaster in each other's eyes.
"Thank you Master!"
The two beasts kowtowed again.
Xuandu raised his hand and flicked it gently.
A gentle force lifted the two beasts up.
"No need to thank me."
"Thank you, thank you Dao Ancestor Hongjun."
"He was the one who stopped Shen Ni."
"It was he who asked Shen Ni to retreat temporarily."
"He gave us time."
Taotie Silence.
Chaos Silence.
The two beasts looked at Xuandu, looking at the calm but tired face.
There was an indescribable emotion in my heart.
Master.
For them.
Go to Chaos Edge alone.
Shen Ni facing Nine Heavens Peak.
Face that Emperor of Fierce Beasts.
This kind of kindness is as heavy as Mount Tai.
"Master."
Taotie spoke with a deep voice.
"This disciple's life belongs to the master."
"From now on, the master will ask the disciples to go east, but the disciples will never go west."
"The disciple will kill whomever the master tells me to kill."
"Even if I die, I will never frown."
Chaos nodded, his bloody eyes full of determination:
"Disciple too."
Xuandu looked at the two beasts and those two determined faces.
Shake his head gently.
"It doesn't have to be this way."
"You are my disciples."
"It's my duty to protect you."
"As for Shen Ni..."
He paused and his eyes deepened slightly:
"If he comes again, I will have a way to deal with it."
"You just need to practice with peace of mind and solidify your foundation."
"Waiting for Investiture of the Gods to be opened, waiting for calamity to come."
"At that time, it will be time for you to take action."
Taotie nodded, Chaos nodded.
The two beasts stopped talking.
Just standing in the cave, his bloody eyes were full of determination.
Xuandu turned around and stood in front of the cave with his hands behind his back.
He raised his eyes and looked outside the cave.
Looking at the golden light of luck of Above Golden Ao Island.
The light is like the sea, vast and boundless.
Chaos Bell is suspended in the hub, and the brilliance of the bell body flows.
Everything is business as usual.
But he knew that beneath the calm, there was an undercurrent.
Shen Ni has temporarily withdrawn.
But he didn't go far.
He is at Chaos Depths.
Waiting.
Wait for Investiture of the Gods to turn on.
A calamity is coming.
Wait for Dao Ancestor Hongjun to hear from you.
Wait for the chance to kill with one strike.
And he, Xuandu, is also waiting.
Wait for Investiture of the Gods to turn on.
A calamity is coming.
Waiting for the final decisive battle.
"Shen Ni."
Xuandu spoke in a low voice, his voice floating in the wind.
"If you want to kill me, I will continue."
"But before you kill me..."
A smile slowly appeared on his lips.
That smile was very cold, like Eternal Ice.
"I'll let you know."
"What is regret."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
On Lingyun Peak, spiritual energy surges.
That Green Clad Figure, independent of Dongfu.
It hasn't moved for a long time.
Purple Heaven Palace.
The palace door is closed.
In the palace, Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly.
The Grey Clad Figure stood on Chaos Depths with his hands behind his back, and Grey Dao Robe was hanging down, with an ancient face and indifferent eyes.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
He closed his eyes and his mind sank deep into Heavenly Dao.
Shen Ni retreated.
Won't be coming for a while.
But he knew that Emperor of Fierce Beasts would not give up.
He is waiting.
Wait for Investiture of the Gods to turn on.
A calamity is coming.
Wait for his message from Hongjun.
By then, he will definitely come again.
At that time, it will be Interception Sect's doom.
This is the death date of Xuandu.
Hongjun Open your eyes.
A very faint light flashed in the depths of those indifferent eyes.
"Shen Ni."
He spoke in a low voice:
"Don't let me down."
"If you don't kill Xuandu, I will do it myself."
"At that time, you will never have a chance again."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
Among the Purple Heaven Palace, Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly.
That Grey Clad Figure is independent of Chaos Depths.
It hasn't moved for a long time.
Golden Ao Island Outside
The void ripples slightly.
A gray figure stepped slowly out of the ripples.
White Guard stands outside Golden Ao Island, with his hands behind his back.
The Daoist robe is gray and his face is calm.
Quasi-Saint Peak's cultivation has reached perfection.
But that foundation is as empty as fluff.
The breath was as chaotic as numbness.
That power is uncontrollable.
He looked at the Immortal Island in front of him.
Purple clouds linger, and golden light reaches the sky.
Luck is like the sea, vast and boundless.
Golden Ao Island.
Interception Sect.
In the Great Wilderness is the strongest force, bar none.
White Guard took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
He lived for tens of thousands of dollars.
From a casual cultivator to the only disciple of Taiqing Disciple of a Sage.
From mediocre qualifications to Quasi-Saint Peak.
He thought that he would be like this for the rest of his life.
Guard Eight Sceneries Palace, guard that indifferent old man.
Waiting for Investiture of the Gods to open, waiting for calamity to come.
Waiting to be on the list, waiting to be robbed.
But he was unwilling to do so.
Really unwilling.
Tens of thousands of dollars will be spent.
He has never felt the care of his master.
There is only indifference.
Only perfunctory.
Only the cold and biting elixir initiation.
He is a tool.
Tools to prop up the facade.
A tool for communicating messages.
Tools for guarding the goal.
He was never considered a disciple.
Never treated as a human being.
So here he is.
Come to Golden Ao Island.
Come to the Interception Sect.
Come to Xuandu.
Come to That Green Clad Figure.
Come find the legendary master who never treats his disciples as tools.
"Buzz."
The void ripples slightly.
A Five-Colored Radiance sped out from Golden Ao Island.
The light froze, revealing a figure.
Kong Xuan.
Five-Colored Divine Light is swaying, Five Elements Law is intertwined.
Golden Immortal of the Origin Peak.
The breath is as deep as an abyss.
He stood in front of White Guard, no more than a hundred feet apart.
Those unruly eyes were staring coldly at White Guard.
"White Guard?"
Two characters fall, such as Eternal Ice.
White Guard bowed slightly:
"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."
Kong Xuan looked at him with cold eyes.
"Why did you come to me Interception Sect?"
White Guard was silent for a moment.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"Run away."
After the two words fell, Kong Xuan was startled.
Defect?
Disciple of Laozi, come to defect to the Interception Sect?
His expression remained unchanged, but in the depths of his unruly eyes, there was a trace of faint fluctuation.
"Design?"
"You are Taiqing Disciple of a Sage's only disciple."
"Quasi-Saint Peak, the future is bright."
"Why come to me Interception Sect?"