Hongjun: Let Everything Return to the Right Track
The saints never expected things to turn out this way.
Even the Dao Ancestor couldn't suppress the Golden Crow; instead, they escaped.
At this moment, they realized that even the Dao Ancestor was not omnipotent.
Almost there.
Yuanshi and Laozi were so enraged that their three corpses flared up, their expressions extremely ugly.
My hopes were dashed.
They thought the Golden Crow would die suddenly at the hands of the Dao Ancestor, thus avenging their grudge.
Although I didn't report it myself, it's still better than watching my enemy frolic right in front of me.
But then, with a snap, the Golden Crow flew away.
The happiness is gone.
At this moment, Laozi, Yuanshi, and the Two Western Sages were filled with shock, anger, and frustration, as if a billion divine mountains were blocking their chests, and they had to vent their anger; they were almost depressed.
"What's wrong with the teacher! It's one thing to fail to kill the Golden Crow, but to let them escape like this?"
"Shouldn't this be pursued to the ends of the earth, until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, until the end of an era?"
For a moment, they looked at Hongjun's figure with complex emotions in their eyes, a feeling of disappointment and frustration.
They dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
At that moment, Hongjun suddenly turned around, and in an instant, he transformed the world and appeared before all the saints.
The Sage, whose conscience was troubled, was so frightened that he almost knelt down.
Why are you all here?
Hongjun remained expressionless, speaking softly with a scrutinizing gaze that made it difficult for anyone to look him in the eye.
The atmosphere was oppressive, like someone caught spying. They had come to offer their congratulations, but instead witnessed this scene.
In a sense, they witnessed firsthand the shameful side of the Dao Ancestor.
To put it bluntly, it might involve murder to silence the witnesses.
"Teacher, we were just passing by..."
Zhun Ti a smile and explained, though even he himself didn't believe his own words: they didn't live here, and how could someone as vast as Chaos have passed through this place?
Hongjun remained calm, flicked his sleeve, and instantly Chaos surged, laws and order intertwined. The shattered fragments of the Purple Heaven Palace were grasped by endless giant hands, and after some refining, they returned to their original form.
It just looks a bit hasty and no longer so solemn.
"Follow me, everyone."
Hongjun's figure moved and disappeared, leaving only faint words behind.
The saints were startled and dared not delay, so they quickly followed to the Purple Heaven Palace.
In the Purple Heaven Palace, the Dao Ancestor sat cross-legged on the Nine-Layer Cloud Bed, looking down at the saints below, and spoke.
Where is Tongtian?
"Teacher, Tongtian has been traveling through the Primordial World and busy with the matter of taking on disciples, so he has not been able to come," Yuanshi hurriedly replied.
Hongjun nodded slightly and then got down to business.
"As you all saw, the Golden Crow were defeated and fled. You might be wondering why I let them go?"
"All of this is just another layer of my plan. If I wanted, the Golden Crow could perish at any time."
Hongjun spoke calmly, his expression unusually serene, exuding an air of complete control.
He said this half-truthfully; he had tried to chase after them, but the marks left on Ling Xiao and the other two had disappeared, making it indeed not so easy to catch them in the Chaos.
On the other hand, he was also somewhat preoccupied with the fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation. It must be said that Ling Xiao's final harsh words caused Hongjun to lose his way for a moment, and he was about to make a wrong judgment.
But whatever it may be, the saints must take it as truth when they hear it.
"The teacher is wise."
Jieyin Zhun Ti flattered him, unaware of any so-called strategic plan; they simply considered him wise.
"In short, I have my own plans. The Golden Crow will perish sooner or later, so you don't need to worry too much."
Hongjun remained calm, but his mind was filled with countless calculations. He had many backup plans, and no matter what stage the situation reached, he had a solution.
Ling Xiao's performance this time was indeed beyond his expectations. Through the Chaos Green Lotus, he made many connections and further confirmed that there was a great connection between Ling Xiao and Pangu.
It's always better to know the truth than to be kept in the dark, especially after learning about Ling Xiao's background and what he relies on.
Hongjun, on the contrary, felt much more relaxed. Knowing everything about him made it easier for him to scheme.
Upon hearing this, Laozi, Yuanshi, and the Two Western Sages showed joy, for they sensed a powerful confidence in the words of the Dao Ancestor.
The Dao Ancestor is still the Dao Ancestor who controls everything.
High above, mysterious and unpredictable, an invisible hand drives the rolling of the era.
In that case, their feud can wait.
What a scare! I thought I wouldn't be able to get my revenge!
Nuwa stood quietly to the side, expressionless, silent and doing nothing; she was simply there to make up the numbers.
Hongjun took in the reactions of all the saints and was quite satisfied.
"Right now, your most important task is to maintain the order of the Primordial World, advance the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, and eliminate anything that dares to defy the Heavenly Dao."
"Let's get everything back on track."
As soon as the words were spoken, all the saints responded loudly.
"We will certainly live up to our teacher's expectations."
After the Witch-Demon Catastrophe, the next Tribulation will follow, and the current state of Human Race is not in line with the general trend, so it needs to be addressed.
Their expressions were solemn, and they began to understand the divine secrets that were about to unfold.
From these words, they understood that the Dao Ancestor wanted to promote the great trend of the Heavenly Dao, which, to put it bluntly, was to accelerate the birth of the Tribulation of Heaven and Earth.
"Why the urgency?"
They were somewhat puzzled and confused, with many thoughts swirling in their minds.
Hongjun didn't offer much explanation. As for why he did this, only he himself knew the answer; the other saints were not yet qualified to know.
Although this battle did not eliminate Ling Xiao as an anomaly, it was not without its gains.
At least this wretched creature, like Yang Mei, escaped into Chaos and could no longer interfere in the affairs of the Primordial World.
On the other side, Ling Xiao rode the Chaos Green Lotus, carrying Di Jun and Tai Yi, traversing through the Chaos, their destination and direction unknown.
"The Old Earthworm isn't chasing us!" Di Jun suddenly spoke while sitting cross-legged on a lotus flower. Along the way, he set up countless magic arrays to block and sense Hongjun's pursuit.
"As expected," Ling Xiao said, then put the Chaos Green Lotus into the Chaos Bead to nurture it.
"Then what should we do next? It seems difficult to return to the Primordial World," Tai Yi asked.
Ling Xiao didn't answer immediately, but looked around before slowly saying, "Then let's open the heavens."
"I have my own plans for the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao rubbed his hands together, and a ball of black and white lightning flew out, exploding in the Chaos.
Instantly, the Chaos energy surged and churned, forming countless black and white vortexes, resembling the Taiji, some as small as grains of rice, others infinitely large.
This endless Chaos intensified, boiling and colliding, beyond description; it was immense.
Then the situation quickly escalated, with raging fires, surging torrents, billowing yellow dust, and howling gales sweeping across the land.
The Chaos space, shattered by a thunderbolt from the Ling Xiao, lost its balance, finally giving rise to the Taiji, which then divided into Yin Taiji, and from Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols...
The Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind intensified, eventually causing alveoli as large as the sun and moon to bulge out. These alveoli burst open in the air, releasing two streams of air, one clear and one turbid. The clear air gradually rose, while the turbid air gradually sank.
The turbid air sank down, settled and condensed, transforming from gas into substance, gradually becoming flat land, and then evolving into mountains and rivers.
The pure energy rises and transforms into countless stars, filling the endless void...
"Alright!"
Ling Xiao waved his hand, looked around at the new world, and felt that something was missing.