Cultivating the Law of Strength

The higher one's cultivation, the more reverence one held for the Great Dao.

Especially Sages like them.

They could scheme and play tricks.

But they could not make promises lightly.

For Heaven and Earth would sense it. Once a promise was made, there had to be consequences.

Just like Tongtian in the later Investiture of the Gods.

Though it was due to his nature, and because he refused to swallow that grievance.

It was also caused by his Great Dao Oath.

Otherwise, no matter how bad Yuanshi was, he could not possibly join outsiders in attacking his own younger brother.

Just as with the Witch Clan, they had actually already seen the outcome.

Tongtian could see it too.

But the core of the doctrine he had established lay in the single word "intercept."

If, at such a time,

Tongtian, as the sect leader, did not seize even a sliver of fate from Heaven,

wouldn't his Heavenly Dao Sainthood collapse?!

After all, when the six Sages first attained sainthood, every one of them had made a Heavenly Dao Oath.

That was why the Western Two Saints had to do everything possible to make the West prosper.

Sages.

Were immortal and indestructible.

Yet their Saint Dao Fruits were firmly bound to the Heavenly Dao.

Since they had taken their wages in advance, they had to repay them bit by bit.

The Demon-Witch Calamity.

Nuwa's refusal to help the Demon Clan was a way of repaying her debt.

The rise of the Human Sect.

Taiqing was considered to be repaying his loan ahead of time.

The battle of Investiture of the Gods.

Was a contest between the Expounding Sect and the Intercepting Sect.

Whoever won would have their loan repaid.

And the Journey to the West Calamity.

Was an opportunity for the West to repay its debt.

Only then would the Sages achieve financial freedom.

From then on, the Dharma-Ending Era would begin.

This world would no longer have any value to exploit.

It was like a coal mine that had been completely emptied. Why stay there any longer?

Because he had dreamed for ten years,

and because he had recently cultivated his Primordial Spirit, Dijiang gradually came to understand many things.

The only question now was why the Three Pure Ones had come so eagerly.

While Nuwa remained completely unmoved.

Logically speaking,

although the five Sages had prevented her from participating in the Demon-Witch Calamity,

she should have been the ultimate beneficiary.

After all, sacrificing one race had helped her repay the debt from her Heavenly Dao Oath.

"Could there be other ways to repay the debt?"

The Demon Clan now firmly occupied the Heavenly Court, making them the greatest force in the Primordial World.

Simply managing the Heavenly Court brought in enormous amounts of merit every day.

And as the strongest member of the Demon Clan, although Nuwa had done nothing,

her reputation alone stood there.

She still received her share of the money and dividends.

Nuwa's gains were likely no less than Di Jun's and Tai Yi's.

"Even so, as long as the Immeasurable Tribulation remains, even if there is a way to repay the debt, Heaven and Earth will not allow it."

"Perfect. I can use Nuwa as an experiment."

"If she ultimately abandons the Demon Clan, then the greater trend truly cannot be changed!!"

As he thought this through, Dijiang's sense of crisis intensified.

Though the Witch Clan was developing with terrifying momentum,

that was only because they were hiding within Pangu Hall.

This sky had been opened by Pangu, so the Heavenly Dao could not detect what was happening here at all.

If they were exposed one day, they would likely face the Heavenly Dao's most ferocious assault.

If Father God Pangu could split Heaven, why could he not destroy Heaven?

Since the greater trend could not be changed, then he would simply destroy the greater trend itself.

"Hmph, I still need to lie low!!"

After delivering all the pills to the Ancestral Shamans and Great Witches,

Dijiang focused his attention on the Law of Strength.

All of Pangu's insights from the Saint Realm surged forth.

The twelve laws began taking shape in an orderly fashion.

Their proportions were bizarre.

Some laws required only a tenth of his strength, some required thirty or forty percent, while others demanded his full strength.

Some were so exquisitely precise that they could not be described with numbers at all.

The twelve laws constantly intertwined and merged. The more that was constructed, the more complicated the later fusion became.

Twelve to the twelfth power was merely the beginning.

It had already evolved 8,916,100,448,256 variations.

Without all of Pangu's cultivation experience from the Saint Realm, Dijiang alone would not know how many years it would take just to take the first step.

Rumble!!

Like the roar of an engine.

Ninety percent of the Law of Strength finally loosened.

Yet the Primordial Wilderness was now a sea of flames.

Because ten Little Golden Crows had secretly left the Fusang Tree.

When they descended upon the Primordial Wilderness,

mountains and rivers melted, while the land cracked apart.

The raging flames swept across the world.

Anything touched by the Sun True Fire of the ten Little Golden Crows would evaporate in no time.

"Haha, this is fun, so fun."

"I said long ago that the Primordial Wilderness was more fun than the Celestial Palace. Turns out I was right."

"Hmph, Mother always lied to us, saying the Primordial Wilderness was so dangerous. It was all fake."

"Exactly, exactly. Look at our Sun True Fire. Even a Golden Immortal can be burned to death in the blink of an eye."

"..."

After the ten Little Golden Crows had their fun, how could they possibly retain any restraint?

Wherever they passed became a roaring sea of fire.

They spared not a single living creature.

In just ten short years, they had burned straight through the entire Eastern Primordial World.

To the naked eye, a line of fire had appeared across the Primordial Wilderness.

Yet what was strange was that

neither the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court nor the Earth Sect of the Eastern Primordial Wilderness

had noticed anything during those ten years.

"Outrageous! The Demon Court has gone too far!!"

Zhen Yuanzi was furious.

"Senior, what should we do now??"

Xuandu also looked at Zhen Yuanzi with an anxious expression.

As allies,

Xuandu understood his own position well and consciously kept a very low profile.

After all, the Earth Sect needed the Human Sect.

But the Human Race also needed the Earth Sect.

For the Human Sect and the Human Race might appear identical, but they were not the same.

As Taiqing Saint's disciple,

he understood all the rules and distinctions better than anyone.

But as a disciple, he had no right to interfere, nor did he have any say.

For the sake of the Human Race, he could only enter the game himself.

As the disciple of Taiqing, Sage of the Human Sect, he could have remained in the rear, untouched by countless tribulations.

For aside from Taiqing, the Human Sect's fortune rested upon him.

He could represent the Human Race, but he could not represent the Human Sect.

That was why he had joined forces with the Earth Sect without hesitation.

Otherwise,

the Human Race living in the eastern lands of the Primordial World would have been slaughtered by cultivators from the Underworld and Northern Darkness.

Yet before one wave had settled, another had risen.

The Demon Clan's ten princes had actually descended upon their eastern territory.

And they had been there for ten years.

They had nearly burned through the foundations of the Eastern Primordial World.

If Xuandu had not suddenly felt compelled to visit the Human Race,

the Human Race might not have escaped disaster either!!

After a fierce battle,

despite being Taiqing Saint's disciple, he had merely fought the ten Little Golden Crows to a draw.

With no other choice, he could only seek out Zhen Yuanzi.

"Go heal your injuries. Leave the ten Little Golden Crows to me!!"

Though Zhen Yuanzi held no goodwill toward the Heavenly Court,

this was a critical moment.

If he wanted to avenge Red Cloud, he needed to leave some room with the Demon Court.

So he intended to give the ten Little Golden Crows a lesson and leave it at that.

But the moment he arrived at the scene, he exploded.