Within the Pure Profound Dao Palace, Zhang Yu withdrew from meditation after once again questioning and answering with the Great Chaos.
At that moment, the two swords gave a hum and flew up from the desk. In a flicker, they crossed over his body.
With the High One's power neutralizing it, the Great Chaos could not contaminate his body, and the Origin Void itself possessed a certain degree of resistance. Yet sometimes, what one believed posed no problem did not necessarily pose no problem.
Especially when facing the Great Chaos. He had seen those chaotic monsters; even their cognition had been completely twisted. Thus, before every session of questioning and answering, he would take the initiative to command his swords to sever every possible change between himself and the self he had been just before. Even if he were overthinking it and taking one extra step, there was no harm in that.
At this moment, he turned his gaze toward Origin Xia. During that time, he had planted many demon gods there. With the Heavenly Order thrown into disarray, these demon gods had spread everywhere. Origin Xia had noticed them by now and had attempted several purges.
But the demon gods had now gradually taken shape. Like weeds in fertile soil, those exceeding a certain limit could be cleared away, yet those buried deep beneath were difficult to eradicate completely. Not to mention that they could be linked through the Heaven-Training Dao Canon—unless all the low-ranking disciples and servants below were slaughtered.
The Two Halls might do such a thing, but the Myriad Ways would absolutely never agree.
Since demon gods of the lower levels had little chance of affecting the Upper Layer, and Celestial Xia was presently the foremost enemy to deal with, Origin Xia had temporarily adopted a