The World's Eyes Focus on the Three Immortal Islands
Before the Purple Heaven Palace, Hongjun watched the Seven Demon Gods depart, a smile appearing on his lips.
He then extracted the five Heavenly Dao Origins again to revive the saints.
"A bunch of foolish disciples. I will set an example for you so that you will know that sometimes you need not only powerful magic, but also eloquence."
Hongjun thought to himself, satisfied with his masterpiece. Just now, he had resolved a major battle with his golden words and turned the tide against his mortal enemy.
Sometimes, sheer power isn't enough; you also need a silver tongue. Without a good mouth, how could he have fooled the Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Qiankun Ancestor, and Yang Mei into joining forces against Luo Hou?
After a while, the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Sages revived and came to the outside of the Purple Heaven Palace, looking around with strange expressions.
Where did those demon gods go?
"We disciples are incompetent and have troubled our teacher!"
The saints came before Hongjun, bowed respectfully, and looked ashamed.
Especially Jieyin Zhun Ti, their expressions were indescribably awkward.
They had barely been resurrected when they were killed once again.
How much of the essence of the Heavenly Dao has been wasted in the end?
Heavenly Dao is inherently empty, yet they waste it like this, making one wonder if the Heavenly Dao is being squeezed dry.
Can this continue?
"Get up, all of you!" Hongjun said calmly, without a trace of joy or sorrow, perfectly embodying the demeanor of Dao Ancestor.
He was a completely different person from before, spouting nonsense and trying his best to argue and deceive.
"Teacher, where did those demon gods go?"
Yuanshi looked around calmly, then couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, Hongjun remained unmoved and said in a melodious voice, "Their killing of you has already violated a taboo, and I have already subdued them."
"To atone for my mistakes, I will go and hunt down Ling Xiao in your place!"
He spoke of it casually, as if it were nothing more than a casual remark.
But when the saints heard this, they were immediately filled with admiration and reverence.
A teacher is a teacher.
Facing such a powerful demon god, he managed to subdue it single-handedly against seven others, proving his prowess is as strong as ever!
"By the way, if we send the Demon God to hunt down Ling Xiao, then... wouldn't the Chaos Green Lotus and the Jade Plate of Creation... also fall into their hands?"
Jieyin suddenly spoke up, showing great concern for this matter. He had originally reserved the Chaos Green Lotus, but he died before he could even begin, and now he could only keep it in his heart.
Upon hearing this, Hongjun shook his head and chuckled, saying calmly, "Although a portion of my power has been sealed, the Primordial World is still under my control."
"If I want them to, the Chaos Green Lotus and the Jade Plate of Creation will eventually fall into my hands!"
This statement is partly true and partly false, and contains some exaggeration, but he would indeed have more power to deal with the demons and gods if they went to the Primordial World.
"The teacher is wise!"
The saints nodded in admiration, truly impressed by the Dao Ancestor's brilliant move.
The Seven Demon Gods are far more powerful than them; if they were to make a move, Ling Xiao would undoubtedly die.
"Ling Xiao probably never dreamed that seven terrifying demon gods would want to kill him!"
The saints pondered to themselves, their eyes flashing with a cold light, and a sense of satisfaction at the imminent avenging of their great grudge.
In the Primordial World, Three Immortal Islands.
At this time, guests came and went on the island in an endless stream, mainly Dragon Clan and Human Race.
Upon seeing that Ling Xiao had returned to the island severely injured, Zhulong immediately sent people to prepare generous gifts and visit him.
Ao Zhan even asked if he should send his eldest daughter along, but was met with a severe scolding from Zhulong.
Sending your daughter there while you're already injured—are you trying to make Ling Xiao even more wounded?
In the center of Penglai Immortal Island, all the guests who came to visit gathered here. During this time, whether they were Dragon Clan, Human Race, or even Di Jun and Tai Yi, they were all silent, with an unusual sorrow in their hearts.
Since Ling Xiao returned, he has been in seclusion and has not shown his face, so his situation is unknown.
Many of them witnessed firsthand how severe Ling Xiao's injuries were—not just ordinary injuries, but Dao injuries inflicted by the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.
No amount of elixirs or spiritual roots can heal a Dao injury. When one's own Dao and Dharma are severely damaged, it cannot be repaired by external objects alone.
Besides Human Race and Dragon Clan, even Xi He and Changxi, who have always been revered as the Moon Palace Fairies in the Primordial World, left Lunar Star and descended to Penglai Immortal Island to offer their most precious treasure: half Laurel Tree.
Many powerful beings, though not present, have been closely monitoring the movements of the Three Immortal Islands. It can be said that the eyes of the entire Primordial World are focused here.
Some sneered, some remained silent, and some were delighted. The reactions varied, but no one dared to be too presumptuous, fearing that they would be noticed and face retribution.
They are all waiting for an outcome.
In a grand hall on Penglai Immortal Island, everyone was racking their brains for a solution.
The kind-hearted Hong Yun paced back and forth in the main hall, looking anxious, while Zhenyuanzi stroked his gray beard, his brows furrowed.
"Di Jun, if there's anything our Dragon Clan needs to do, please don't hesitate to give the order. Even if it requires something extremely rare, we can find it, as long as it helps Ling Xiao."
"We Dragon Clan may not be good at much else, but when it comes to finding treasures, we can certainly run errands."
Zhulong patted his chest and assured him.
"Useless. The most precious divine objects in the world are probably all with Third Brother. Can you find anything better than him?"
"Ordinary divine objects are unlikely to be effective."
Di Jun said in a deep voice, racking his brains to think of something that could save Ling Xiao. But after thinking about it carefully, he realized that his Third Brother even had the Chaos Green Lotus. If he couldn't cure Ling Xiao himself, then no one else could.
In a corner of the main hall, the three fairies, Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bixiao, looked worried and were no longer as lively as before.
They witnessed Ling Xiao return severely injured that day; the injuries were so horrific that they dared not look directly at him.
They were filled with worry and praying silently.
"My Third Brother is blessed with great fortune and possesses extraordinary supernatural powers; even a Daoist injury cannot defeat him!"
Tai Yi said solemnly, "Since birth, Ling Xiao has created too many miracles, and I believe that a miracle will happen again this time!"
The two fairies of the Moon Palace, Xi He and Changxi, sighed inwardly. How terrifying was the backlash from the Heavenly Dao? If Ling Xiao could survive unscathed, he would be practically omnipotent.
Such a realm is beyond their comprehension. For Xi He and Changxi, even Sage must look up to it, let alone the Heavenly Dao.
Although they felt the hope was slim, they still held onto it in their hearts.
A Daoist temple on Penglai Immortal Island, where no one disturbs or approaches, is Ling Xiao's secluded cultivation place.
The dojo was deserted and completely silent; Ling Xiao was nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, Ling Xiao had already sunk into the Chaos Bead, sitting cross-legged under the World Tree in meditation. His body was still covered with dense Dao wounds, and the backlash was constantly eroding his magic power and physical body.
"Seal up!"
A moment later, Ling Xiao formed a hand seal and uttered a single word. Then, the marks on his body slowly disappeared.
He slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them.