The Powerful Ones: A World Without Ling Xiao Is So Much Easier
Strange phenomena appeared in Hongjun's eyes, with countless Karma Thread manifesting. Just a short while ago, he could no longer sense Ling Xiao's aura, and the Karma Thread had also broken.
This means that Ling Xiao has perished and completely disappeared from the world; otherwise, the Karma Thread would not have been severed.
At this moment, the aura surrounding Hongjun became increasingly ethereal, mysterious, and vast.
With the variables removed, the feeling of merging with the Dao has returned. The final obstacle is gradually being overcome, and the progress of merging with the Dao, which had been stagnant for many years, is beginning to approach perfection.
"Everything is back to normal."
Hongjun remained expressionless, exuding an aura of dominance over heaven and earth. He raised his hand and sent out a wisp of pure energy that passed through the Purple Heaven Palace and headed into the vast depths of space.
There, a magnificent Divine Hall stretched across the vast sky, boundless and majestic, drifting leisurely into the unknown depths.
The Divine Hall was stained with blood and shrouded in endless malevolent energy; it was the Pangu Temple that Ling Xiao had blasted away.
As the pure energy entered, the Pangu Temple paused for a moment, then turned and flew towards the boundless Primordial Land.
In the endless Chaos, boundless and vast, the five elements were undetermined, and yin and yang were indistinguishable.
Amidst the Chaos energy, where Four Primordial Elements raged wildly, a single bead floated and sank, emanating Chaos energy yet appearing unusually calm.
"Hehe, the law of Karma..."
A voice rang out faintly, sounding unusually abrupt.
In the Primordial World, countless beings witnessed Ling Xiao dragging his decaying body into Chaos, seemingly unwilling for all living beings to witness his twilight years.
Many creatures sighed, feeling immense regret. Ling Xiao rose like the sun, each appearance of which was earth-shattering, bringing them endless shock.
Jieyin and Zhunti to retreat Mount Buzhou, defeated the Three Pure Ones on the Three Immortal Three Immortal Islands, and in his last solo battle, he broke through the Witch Clan, who had dominated the world.
Each time it was more breathtaking than the last, but in the end it met its demise and faded into obscurity.
"The great trend of heaven and earth is irreversible. Throughout history, countless unparalleled giants have not been able to escape this step." A powerful being sighed, thinking of all the powerful beings or races that have appeared since Pangu separated heaven and earth.
In the end, they will all fade away, either perishing or being eliminated.
Among these countless living beings, Ling Xiao is undoubtedly one of the most brilliant.
On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin, Zhun Ti halos above their heads, were overjoyed, even bursting into uncontrollable laughter, startling all the creatures at the foot of Mount Sumeru.
"It must be the teacher! The teacher has come out to uphold justice!" Zhun Ti exclaimed with great joy.
From despair to surprise, the dramatic contrast in such a short time almost made him grin from ear to ear.
This kind of survival after despair is more joyful than finding a priceless treasure.
"Junior brother, calm down first. The most important thing on the path of cultivation is to always maintain a calm mind."
Jieyin spoke up, reminding Zhun Ti watch his expression, though he himself was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
The Ling Xiao Mount Buzhou, but now that mountain had collapsed, the pressure was gone.
That's not all; the sky is high enough for birds to fly freely, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap freely.
From then on, he was fearless in the face of any opponent.
Even the Three Pure Ones could rival them and achieve sainthood before them.
"By the way, senior brother, there are also Di Jun and Tai Yi on the Sun Star." Zhun Ti changed his expression, straightened his face, and said this.
"Hehe... It's alright, we can figure out how to deal with them later." Jieyin looked at the Sun Star and said with a smile.
Ling Xiao's overwhelming power made him hesitant to oppose him, but Di Jun and Tai Yi were different. Although they were not weak either, they hadn't reached the point where he couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.
"As you say, Senior Brother." Zhun Ti, a peaceful smile on his face, regaining his former invincible feeling.
The world without Ling Xiao is so much easier.
At Mount Yujing, the Three Pure Ones witnessed everything, and even felt it was somewhat unreal, as everything happened too quickly.
"What a pity! What exactly happened? Why did Ling Xiao end up like this?"
Tongtian spoke solemnly, his gaze shifting unpredictably, his heart filled with unsettling shock.
Ling Xiao was almost a saint, but at the most crucial and peak moment, he suddenly encountered a great calamity. Tell me, who in the world could possess such power?
He had already guessed at some clues, but dared not delve into them. If things were really as he suspected, things would become complicated.
"Third Brother, this is not an important question, don't overthink it," Laozi said calmly, glancing meaningfully at Tongtian.
"Hehe, not bad. No matter what, Ling Xiao is gone. The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is the union of Yin and Yang; when Yang reaches its extreme, it will inevitably decline."
"He was too headstrong. He only has himself to blame for his current predicament," Yuanshi Shi said with a smile. They weren't stupid; they could already guess what was going on.
It must have been Ling Xiao's actions that angered the Dao Ancestor, which led to such a punishment.
In other words, the Dao Ancestor has completed the union with the Dao and has returned once again.
Regardless, this is a good thing for them, because Ling Xiao put too much pressure on them. If he really becomes a saint, it will be the end of the world for them.
Let alone catching up, even survival is in question.
Even with the protection of the Dao Ancestor, it's not safe to be targeted by a Sage who is secretly plotting against you at all times.
"We, the Three Pure Ones, will ultimately be the first to achieve sainthood." Yuanshi couldn't help but laugh heartily, feeling inexplicably comfortable.
Unexpectedly, they did nothing, yet ended up being the biggest winners.
Two formidable enemies, Ling Xiao and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are all gone.
From beginning to end, they were just in seclusion; they did nothing.
Who else possesses such extraordinary fortune?
The Pangu Orthodox Lineage ultimately rests with the Three Pure Ones.
There's no arguing about it!
"Brother, you have severed your three corpses. As long as they are reunited, you can become Sage and restore the reputation of the Three Pure Ones. It all depends on you."
Yuanshi looked at Laozi beside him and said expectantly, as if to say, "Good luck."
They share the same origin, Three Pure Ones are intertwined; if one prospers, the other prospers; if one suffers, the other suffers.
If his elder brother becomes a saint, he will naturally be able to enjoy endless glory as well.
"Of course." Laozi nodded slightly, without delaying.
As the eldest of the Three Pure Ones, he naturally had a leading role to play. He should be the first to become Sage, setting an example for his younger brothers.
Meanwhile, Nuwa had already strolled to Mount Buzhou, with Fuxi, who had not appeared for a long time, by her side.
He went into hiding to slay his second corpse, and when he reappeared, the world had changed drastically.
They roamed Mount Buzhou, the ancestral home of the Witch Clan, without any attempt to conceal their presence; not a single Wu dared to show themselves.
In the past, I wouldn't have dared to even think about it.
Mount Buzhou is the greatest forbidden area in the world. Apart from the Witch Clan, any living being that sets foot there will suffer fierce retribution.
"Sister, you said the Primordial Violet Qi gave you guidance, do you have any clues now?"