The Three Pure Ones are Anxious, Even Our Biological Father Can't Make Us Sacrifice Ourselves
Houtu effortlessly manipulated the Three Pure Ones, encountering no resistance whatsoever throughout the entire process.
The disparity in strength between the two sides is too great.
This scene stunned everyone, leaving them completely bewildered and confused.
What does the Heavenly Dao represent?
That's it?
They thought this would be an earth-shattering battle, but Yuanshi, who claimed to represent the Heavenly Dao, was defeated in a single move.
"Heh, what a 'representative of Heavenly Dao '! Laozi almost believed him."
"That's really funny. They're just asking for trouble. How desperate can they be?"
"As I expected, Heavenly Dao did not choose Yuanshi at all; it was merely someone's wishful thinking."
All the creatures watching this scene burst into laughter, easing the tense atmosphere.
Yuanshi's magical power was sealed, rendering him unable to move. At this moment, he looked at his own hands, his pupils dilating in shock and disbelief.
What's going on?
"I have clearly gained the approval of Heavenly Dao and reached a cooperation agreement, so why can't I use the power of Heavenly Dao?"
He looked dazed, and his voice was filled with panic.
"Haha, you little Yuanshi, still daydreaming? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? What does Heavenly Dao value in you?"
"What qualifications do you have to claim to be in harmony with the Dao?"
"At least Hongjun's merging with the Dao was a boost to the Heavenly Dao, but yours is a direct side effect."
Seeing an opportunity, Minghe unleashed a series of sarcastic remarks. He had long disliked the Three Pure Ones, who had previously manipulated him and treated him like dirt.
Now that I have the chance, I naturally want to vent my anger.
If it weren't for Houtu stopping her, she would have already slapped him across the face.
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi broke down, staring intently at the Minghe, and shouted sternly, "Nonsense! The Heavenly Dao has recognized me!"
"Hehe..." Minghe chuckled without saying a word, giving a look that left the meaning to the listener.
Even Laozi and Tongtian cast doubtful glances at him.
They only heard Yuanshi himself say that he was favored by the Heavenly Dao, but they never received any confirmation.
Now that Minghe has said this, it's hard not to start having doubts.
"Puff!"
Yuanshi felt the gaze beside him, his blood rushed to his head, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Second brother (second elder brother)!"
Laozi and Tongtian's expressions changed drastically. They looked at Houtu and said, "We are the primordial spirits of Father God Pangu, you cannot kill us!"
Houtu laughed, a laugh filled with mockery.
"Who said I was going to kill you? You are all manifestations of the Father God's primordial spirit; you will still be of great use to him."
Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones paused, sensing a bad premonition.
"Houtu, what do you want to do with us?"
Laozi asked with a solemn expression, his heart beginning to panic. Houtu's smile was very intriguing, and he could understand its meaning in a thousand eight hundred different ways.
Houtu's expression turned solemn, and she spoke in a serious and grand tone.
"You will make a great contribution to the rebirth of Father God Pangu."
Such a simple sentence has stirred up a huge storm.
The Three Pure Ones stood there, stunned, their eyes wide with shock, their pupils almost popping out of their sockets.
"You... you want to resurrect Pangu?"
Yuanshi stared intently at Houtu, his face extremely grim, filled with horror and panic...
Like Tongtian, Laozi felt no joy whatsoever, only endless fear.
The Three Pure Ones were transformed from the Pangu's Primordial Spirit. If Pangu were to be reborn, it would mean that they might perish.
The meaning in the Houtu language is quite clear.
They must be sacrificed to resurrect Pangu.
Who could be happy about this?
Even resurrecting your own father wouldn't work!
Houtu's expression was cold and indifferent as she said calmly, "This is your only value."
She did not deny it, nor was she afraid of the world knowing her purpose.
Having come this far, nothing can stop her, and there's no need to hide anything.
The world was immediately in an uproar.
At this moment, countless living beings and powerful beings in the world finally understood Houtu's ultimate purpose.
She wants to resurrect Great God Pangu, the creator god of the Primordial World.
From the beginning of time to this day, too many years have passed.
So long ago, many living beings have almost forgotten Pangu, and can only know about him in some memories and legends.
Now, the Houtu is going to resurrect Pangu feels so unreal to everyone.
Everyone was stunned, their expressions incredibly complex, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
They didn't understand whether, in today's world, resurrecting the creator gods was a good thing or a bad thing.
For some ambitious cultivators, deep down they do not want such a supreme and insurmountable deity to be pressing down on them.
If Pangu were to be resurrected, he would undoubtedly be a unique being that far surpasses all others.
His suppression must transcend the Heavenly Dao, the Earthly Dao, or even the former Dao Ancestor.
Of course, some beings were overjoyed by this, for in their hearts, Pangu was the supreme and only god.
They were fervent believers, and the thought of witnessing Pangu's divine power firsthand naturally filled them with excitement.
"Once the Great God Pangu is resurrected, no evil spirits will have a place to hide, and He will Eternal rule over everything in the world."
"If Pangu were to be resurrected, those Chaos Demon God would never dare to invade again. How could things have turned out like they were a few days ago, with demons running rampant!"
Some rejoiced while others grieved; throughout the vast Primordial World, in numerous sacred mountains and holy lands, reclusive great beings discussed the matter extensively.
The happiest of all were naturally the descendants of the Earthly Dao lineage. They thought that after Pangu was resurrected and ruled the world, they would also be protected and roam freely in the Primordial World.
At this moment, the Three Pure Ones, who were imprisoned, were completely panicked.
Everyone looked terrified; they wished they had just run away.
Laozi and Tongtian glared at Yuanshi with displeasure. If it weren't for his claim of communicating with the Heavenly Dao, they would have already fled into the Chaos and escaped.
"Houtu... I advise you not to be delusional. Father God Pangu has already perished in the Primordial World. How could he possibly be resurrected?"
Yuanshi shouted hysterically, as if grasping at the last straw.
He was still struggling, still resisting, still operating.
Upon hearing this, Houtu smiled slightly and said:
"With your limited perspective, you certainly cannot understand. Once I unite the Three Paths of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity, and condense the Primordial World Will, then anything will be possible."
Yuanshi froze, Laozi and Tongtian also fell silent.
Everything is clear and understandable.
No wonder Houtu insisted on devouring the Heavenly Dao.
The Minghe watched quietly from the side, its heart churning with emotion, but mostly filled with relief.
It was one thing to latch onto Houtu's coattails, but soon they even wanted to latch onto Pangu's coattails.
I never imagined that the takeoff would be so smooth.
Next, Houtu ignored the Three Pure Ones and mobilized the power of the Earthly Dao to begin devouring the Heavenly Dao.
Although it is a newly formed Heavenly Dao, its power is still considerable, even stronger than that of the Human Path.
This greatly surprised Houtu, who felt that the Heavenly Dao was somewhat different.
Under the watchful eyes of all, the forces of Heavenly Dao and Earthly Dao intertwine and clash between the heavens and the earth.
The terrifying pressure was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.
Just then, a melodious Daoist voice suddenly rang out.
"Have you had enough? Stop it!"