Tianlu: Framed Again!

As numerous divine beings stepped into the chaotic realm, those lingering at the edge of the Membrane of Heaven and Earth, who had previously been hesitant, gradually began to grasp the method.

A creature at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm gazed at the raging Chaotic Gale ahead, a flash of resolve crossing his eyes. He struck his crown sharply, summoning a low-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure.

The treasure emitted a faint yet resilient Xiantian Indestructible Spiritual Light, shielding his entire body. Gritting his teeth, he transformed into a streak of light and plunged into the chaos.

Violent chaotic currents slammed against the light barrier of the Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, sending ripples cascading across its surface.

Although the creature's face turned pale and his mana was consumed rapidly, he ultimately stabilized his form within the terrifying chaos, avoiding the fate of being pulverized like the one before him.

This scene caused the multitude of beings behind to erupt in excitement.

They realized that as long as one possessed a Xiantian Spiritual Treasure for protection, even if their cultivation had not reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, they were qualified to step into this chaotic world to pursue the ethereal, supreme opportunity within the Purple Heaven Palace.

In an instant, various treasures lit up at the borders of the Primordial World. Numerous creatures at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm cast out their respective Xiantian Spiritual Treasures, resolutely choosing to step into the chaotic world.

However, opportunity has always been cruel. Within the Primordial World, more creatures lacked the formidable cultivation of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals—who could transcend the river of time—nor did they possess the good fortune to obtain a Xiantian Spiritual Treasure nurtured by heaven and earth.

Those without Xiantian Spiritual Treasures, who were not Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, stood before the violent Chaotic Barrier, their faces filled with unwillingness.

They attempted to test the barrier with acquired artifacts or their own divine abilities, but without exception, the artifacts were assimilated into nothingness the moment they touched the chaotic currents, and their abilities failed to stir even the slightest ripple.

Faced with the boundary between life and death, these creatures, despite their immense greed, dared not gamble with their lives. In the end, they could only sigh regretfully, turn around, and depart in dejection, returning to the Primordial World.

Just as the crowd of immortals bustled with progress or retreat, Tianlu stepped onto his multicolored Xiantian Cloud Treasure and leisurely arrived at the junction between the Primordial World and the chaos.

Tianlu looked at the chaotic currents churning like a raging sea ahead. He did not even blink, and without a second thought, he steered his cloud directly into the fray.

After stepping into the chaos, Tianlu began to search for the trail of the Purple Heaven Palace in a carefree manner.

For other divine beings, this chaotic realm was a nine-deaths-in-one-lifetime slaughterhouse. The so-called Chaotic Gale, Chaotic Divine Lightning, Chaotic Poison Fire, and a series of other disasters born within the chaos constantly eroded their mana and spirit.

But Tianlu was entirely different.

As a darling of the Great Dao and an auspicious Pixiu, he carried the endless blessings and fortune bestowed upon him by the Great Dao.

When his multicolored cloud drifted by, the originally violent and raging Chaotic Gale instantly became incredibly docile, even parting to the sides of its own accord to clear a smooth path for him.

The Chaotic Divine Lightning, capable of tearing apart the physical bodies of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, would dissipate before it could even take shape above Tianlu's head, transformed by the invisible fortune radiating from him into wisps of pure chaotic spiritual energy that instead nourished his cloud.

To Tianlu's perception, the entire chaos was surprisingly calm, as comfortable as his own backyard. He had not even caught a glimpse of those terrifying disasters.

Conversely, the situation of the Three Pure Ones and other Xiantian divine beings was one of constant peril.

After they stepped into the chaos, various disasters permeated the air, overwhelming them.

The Three Pure Ones combined their mana to bolster the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above their heads, which shed ten thousand strands of profound yellow energy, holding the Chaotic Gale firmly at bay three zhang away.

Di Jun and Taiyi pushed the River Map and Luo Scroll and the Chaos Bell to their limits; the tolling of the bell suppressed the elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, allowing them to trudge arduously through the violent chaos.

Despite the relentless disasters, these renowned Xiantian divine beings were all individuals with deep foundations, and by relying on their high-powered innate spiritual treasures, they managed to fend off the calamities one by one.

Guided by the faint directions from the Heavenly Dao, they walked with unwavering determination toward the location of the Purple Heaven Palace they sensed in their hearts.

Time is not recorded in the chaos; there is no alternation of day and night, nor the cycle of the four seasons.

A thousand years of time passed in the blink of an eye.

Tianlu had wandered through the gray, misty chaos for a full millennium, and let alone the magnificent palace of Purple Heaven, he hadn't even found a single brick from it.

He lay on his multicolored cloud, crossing his golden legs, muttering that the scenery of the chaos was too poor and that there wasn't even a single edible Xiantian spiritual root to be found.

Just then, Tianlu's gaze drifted inadvertently, and he suddenly saw two figures faintly emerging from the gray currents ahead.

Tianlu narrowed his eyes and activated his Qi Observation Technique. He saw that both individuals had golden pillars of fortune soaring from their crowns; judging by the density of their fortune, they were definitely top-tier Xiantian divine beings of the Primordial World.

Yet, strangely, these two pillars of fortune were permeated with an indelible sense of poverty and desolation, as if they were born to suffer.

Before Tianlu could get closer, their conversation drifted to him on the wind.

"Senior Brother, our West is already barren. If we cannot find a great opportunity at this Purple Heaven Palace lecture to revitalize the West, how will we have the face to face the living beings of the West!"

"Junior Brother, this opportunity is ordained by the Heavenly Dao. We have traveled through this chaos after much hardship and will surely reach the Purple Heaven Palace. It is just that this Chaotic Gale is truly fierce; let us conserve some mana."

Upon hearing this pitiful tone, Tianlu understood immediately.

These two were definitely Zhun Ti and Jie Yin, born from the Western Continent.

In the Primordial World, there was no third pair who could complain about poverty so elegantly while possessing such dense fortune.

Tianlu curled his lip. He had no fondness for these two visitors from the West. As a dignified auspicious Pixiu, he favored wealth, glory, and rare treasures; being lumped together with these two paupers was simply bad luck.

Without a second thought, Tianlu struck his cloud and turned to search in another direction, too lazy to even offer a greeting.

More time passed, and the currents in the chaos remained monotonous and dull.

Tianlu wandered around in the chaos, feeling as if he were circling in an endless labyrinth.

Just as he prepared to stop and catch his breath, the chaotic currents parted at a turn, and the two familiar figures appeared in his line of sight once more.

One was sallow and gaunt with a face full of misery; the other held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree with a haggard expression.

Tianlu's face darkened instantly, and a flash of annoyance crossed his golden eyes.

What is the meaning of this?!

How is it these two paupers again?

The chaos is vast and boundless, without end; how could I possibly run into them again after changing directions?

Tianlu halted in his tracks, his thoughts racing as he realized the truth in an instant.

Hongjun, that bastard definitely doesn't welcome me!

At this point, how could Tianlu not understand? As a darling of the Great Dao and a Pixiu, a beast of auspiciousness, his luck and fortune were immense. Under normal circumstances, even if Purple Heaven Palace were hidden in the deepest reaches of the chaos, he would have been able to find it with ease by following the guidance of his own destiny.

Yet, he had been wandering through this chaos for so long without even catching a glimpse of the palace, instead running into Zhun Ti and Jie Yin twice.

He had definitely been set up again!

Back at Kunlun Mountain and Mount Buzhou, the Heavenly Dao had frequently set traps and obscured the secrets of heaven to protect opportunities from him.

Now that the Heavenly Dao was done with its schemes, was Hongjun coming to set his own?

Did they really think that he, a Pixiu, was just some pushover beast made of clay!