A New Order of Heaven and Earth

Purple Heaven Palace.

"Good! Very good! The six Sages are no match for you. I was right about you."

Hongjun's face was ugly, with a terrifying gloom, and he almost laughed out of anger.

He was extremely disappointed; even the Three Pure Ones Jieyin and Zhunti, along with Kunpeng, couldn't suppress the two Golden Crow brothers.

It's no exaggeration to say that while he was furious, he wasn't entirely surprised.

These rebellious disciples never disappointed them when it came to disappointment.

"I never imagined that this wretched child's cultivation level would reach this point!"

Hongjun's gaze was profound, and an invisible killing intent filled the Dao Palace.

Without an absolute dominance in cultivation level, Ling Xiao could not have so easily and decisively killed the Six Saints.

This speed of cultivation is somewhat frightening.

Even he only reached this level by relying on the power of the Heavenly Dao, from becoming a saint to now.

But what did Ling Xiao rely on?

Hongjun gazed at the Primordial World with a terrifying look in his eyes, his mind filled with endless thoughts.

But Heavenly Dao great trend has changed again, and there is an urgent need to complete the Three Paths of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity.

He is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not him.

Regarding the general trend of Heavenly Dao, one can only follow and assist, not directly interfere.

As long as the general trend remains unchanged, Hongjun will not appear.

Hongjun remained expressionless, but a strange light flashed in his eyes. The current plan of the Heavenly Dao was to quickly complete the Three Paths of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity, making the Heavenly Dao even stronger.

It possesses absolute power to rule over everything.

"With Kunpeng killed by Ling Xiao, the Witch-Demon Catastrophe can be considered to be barely over..."

Hongjun's eyes flickered, and his thoughts changed again. Kunpeng used the Demon Race Fortune to become a saint and took control of all the fortune of the demon race.

Now that Kunpeng has been killed by Ling Xiao, it is a good time to seal and refine the primordial spirit that Kunpeng entrusted to him.

In this way, everyone is happy.

He could even save a portion of the Heavenly Dao's essence.

"As I predicted, Kunpeng will die at the hands of this wicked creature..."

"Heh... Kunpeng, that beast, really thinks he can be recognized?"

A cold glint flashed in Hongjun's eyes. Kunpeng was a being born to face the calamity, and naturally it would also perish with the Tribulation.

Sending Kunpeng to his death was perhaps the only human act Ling Xiao ever did.

Thinking of this, Hongjun glanced elsewhere and sensed the return of the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhun Ti, and Kunpeng's primordial spirits.

Six digits at a time.

Besides Kunpeng, it requires the five Heavenly Dao Origins to be resurrected.

No wonder the Heavenly Dao urgently needs to replenish the Primordial World and enhance Heavenly Dao power. With these few Muggle Sage around, it will be drained dry if it doesn't work hard enough.

He didn't even want to think about having a few more.

It's likely that the Heavenly Dao will be hollowed out before long.

Hongjun thought to himself, as if an old Daoist had entered into deep meditation, silent and still.

Next comes the Reincarnation Earthly Dao's transformation into the Houtu passage, which is quite different from the original process.

In fact, things started going wrong the moment he began preaching.

But none of that matters, as long as the final outcome remains unaffected, it's all acceptable.

As the saying goes, the Heavenly Dao is both unpredictable and constant. No matter how the process changes, as long as the final result remains the same, it is within the normal range.

"Then we'll do the cleanup after the Earthly Dao are fully repaired..."

With this thought, Hongjun closed his eyes and fell into a deathly silence.

There are still a few rebellious disciples waiting for him to be resurrected at the Heavenly Dao's place.

I'm so worried all day long.

Outside world.

Ling Xiao's swift and decisive killing of the Six Saints truly shocked countless people, and numerous powerful beings looked up at the sun with reverence as if it were a god.

An unprecedented feat.

An unprecedented and unparalleled achievement.

Who could have predicted this outcome?

This completely overturned their understanding.

Who can match such a record?

It is destined to be recorded in history.

"The Golden Crow reigns supreme over the world. If they wish, they can conquer the Primordial World in an instant, any corner of it, easily achieving what Dragon Phoenix Qilin, qilins, witches, and demons have fought for countless Huiyuan without success."

"However, at their level, they probably wouldn't even bother with such petty matters as vying for supremacy."

"The pattern of heaven and earth has changed. In the future, I am afraid that the world will be dominated by the Golden Crow clan."

In an instant, many worshippers of the Golden Crow emerged in the Primordial World, and there were even those who claimed to be "eternal fans".

However, many powerful figures scoffed at this, secretly sneering.

Ling Xiao mercilessly killed the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Sages, showing no regard for the Dao Ancestor's reputation. It was obvious to anyone that this action had angered the Dao Ancestor.

Disaster was inevitable.

In the Primordial World, the Dao Ancestor was the heavens; who could defeat him?

Unless the Golden Crow leaves the Primordial World, it will surely meet a bad end.

"The real competition has only just begun!"

Many powerful figures harbored their own agendas, some even fearing that the world was not chaotic enough, and hoping that the Dao Ancestor and the Golden Crow would fight.

Witnessing a dynasty rise from its peak to its Destruction is an unparalleled pleasure.

Three Immortal Islands.

"Sisters, look! The island lord has won!"

Bixiao excitedly shook her older sister beside her, gesturing for them to look!

Yun Xiao and Qiong Xiao were more reserved, but they still couldn't hide their excitement, and were even more shocked.

I wouldn't even dare to dream of such a scenario.

That's unbelievable.

That's absolutely outrageous.

From the moment Ling Xiao appeared until now, he has gradually broken down their psychological defenses.

Just when you think he's no good, he'll surprise you the next moment.

"Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao is as invincible as ever. Whenever he makes a move, any enemy will be defeated."

Hong Yun said in shock, "It's still that familiar feeling. In my opinion, although Ling Xiao doesn't make many moves, every move he makes is invincible."

Whether it's snatching the Gourd from Mount Buzhou, fighting for the treasure on the Three Immortal Islands, or taking on the Witch Clan one-on-one.

Without exception, he brutally beat his opponents.

They crushed them with overwhelming advantages.

"That's true, but this time it might be a bit troublesome..." Zhenyuanzi said solemnly, the rest of his words he hesitated to say.

Although Hong Yun was honest and straightforward, he understood his old friend's meaning.

Ling Xiao has completely stood on the opposite side of the Dao Ancestor, which is more than just troublesome; it's downright terrible.

Hongjun has killed countless powerful enemies along the way, and now he has merged with the Heavenly Dao, becoming Heavenly Dao spokesperson—such a tremendous advantage.

How should Ling Xiao take over?

Mount Shouyang, the land of the Human Race.

The Minghe has split open, and one is immersed in Sea of Blood, gazing up at the great sun in the sky.

At that moment, he felt no warmth, only endless chill, and his heart trembled.

Ling Xiao killed the Six Saints, but did not die suddenly as he had expected.

Wouldn't that mean he'd be in deep trouble?

"A bunch of useless trash, six of you can't even beat one, you dare call yourselves Sage."

Minghe gritted his teeth and roared madly in his heart. At this moment, he felt that the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Sages were so despicable.

If he were to become a saint, even if he were no match for Ling Xiao, he wouldn't die such a gruesome death.

The most outrageous Kunpeng couldn't even escape.

What is this if not waste?

"They'll make this piece of trash a saint, but not me Minghe, a saint?"

Minghe's eyes turned red with rage, and he wanted to Destruction everything, but he couldn't.

The Human Race was protected by a powerful formation, making it impossible to break through for the time being.

Just then, the Minghe suddenly felt a chill run down its spine; the sky above it darkened, losing all light.

A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, slowly pressed down.