This Heavenly Dao is Not That Heavenly Dao

That was Pangu's voice. Qing Xuanzi would absolutely not mistake it. It was Pangu's voice.

In the Chaos, he had followed Pangu wandering through the Chaos for countless years. His voice was etched into Qing Xuanzi's soul.

There was absolutely no mistake.

Pangu's words made the hairs on his body stand on end. What did "this Heavenly Dao is not that Heavenly Dao" mean?

If Qing Xuanzi understood correctly, it meant that the current Heavenly Dao was not the original Heavenly Dao at all.

Originally, it was speculated that the Heavenly Dao might have developed consciousness.

With Pangu saying this, it seemed that the Heavenly Dao's consciousness had been extinguished long ago.

Occupying this Heavenly Dao was a living being, an unknown living being.

The entire Primordial Era was currently under the control of this being.

All the Saints, including Hongjun, had been completely deceived, utterly and thoroughly deceived.

They were foolishly helping this unknown being achieve its purpose.

What was the purpose? Qing Xuanzi didn't dare to think about it.

He couldn't think about it, lest he lose the confidence he should have.

Besides, even if he knew, what could he do?

Ultimately, his strength was insufficient.

All the beings in the Primordial Era combined wouldn't be enough for one move from that being.

At this moment, Qing Xuanzi increasingly yearned for his strength to advance by leaps and bounds.

At this point, Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal was no longer what he yearned for.

What he yearned for was Mixed Origin Taiji Golden Immortal (Heavenly Dao Realm), or even Mixed Origin Limitless Golden Immortal.

These were what he yearned for.

However, time waited for no one. A mere hundred thousand years was simply impossible!

Perhaps after a hundred thousand years, he would have a chance to protect himself.

But what about the Human Race?

Abandon the Human Race and wander in the Chaos?

He couldn't get past that hurdle in his heart!

Just as Qing Xuanzi's mind was in chaos, he heard the emotionless voice of Heavenly Dao Hongjun: "From this moment on, within a hundred thousand years, the Witch and Demon Races shall not contend. The Demons shall govern the sky, and the Witches shall govern the earth."

The first great war between the Witch and Demon Races thus came to an end.

It allowed the beings of the Primordial Era to witness the might of the Demon Clan's Stars All Over The Heavens Formation.

It also allowed the beings of the Primordial Era to know the ferocity of the Witch Race's Twelve Divine Heavens Formation.

Furthermore, it shocked them with the unparalleled combat power of the Pangu True Body, which could be called the ceiling of combat power in the Primordial Era.

From then on, the Witch Race and Demon Clan's reputations soared, and they completely rose to prominence.

They became the two absolute top powers in the Primordial Era.

Of course, those with intentions, like Kunpeng and others,

also saw that the Human Race was not to be trifled with, especially Qing Xuanzi's formidable Human Ancestor True Body and the invincible presence of the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler.

From then on, the great powers of the Primordial Era finally dared not ignore the strength of the Human Race.

Qing Xuanzi also entered the eyes of the great powers, joining the ranks of those below the Saints.

On Mount Sumeru.

Jie Yin and Zhunti exchanged bitter smiles. This time, fishing in troubled waters had netted them a giant crocodile.

They were quite frightened.

"Senior Brother, this Witch Race is too strong, they cannot be allowed to remain, cannot be allowed to remain," Zhunti immediately had an idea.

Jie Yin also nodded with deep understanding, saying, "Yes, there shouldn't be such power surpassing Saints in the Primordial Era. However, the Witch Race is currently at its peak, so let's plan slowly in the future."

"There is also one other person who cannot be ignored."

"Junior Brother, I know what you mean, but that Qing Xuanzi is protected by the Dao Ancestor. What can we do? If we kill him, we will inevitably be targeted by the Dao Ancestor, which would be a loss."

"Senior Brother, actually, we don't necessarily need to act ourselves. We just need to guide the situation to our advantage. For example, Kunpeng can be used."

"Junior Brother means to do what Hong Yun did? Qing Xuanzi is not like Hong Yun; he is very cunning. If we're not careful, we'll be counter-schemed by him."

Losing the Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus had become a mental demon for Jie Yin, and he was always particularly cautious about Qing Xuanzi.

"It's fine. We are Saints, acting on behalf of Tian. We will always find an opportunity," Zhunti always seemed full of confidence.

He didn't know whose idea it was to try and get Qing Xuanzi to join the Western Sect before; that person was also full of confidence at the time.

Jie Yin just sighed and didn't answer Zhunti.

Qing Xuanzi didn't know that someone was meticulously planning how to target him.

He was currently full of worry: Damn it, the time given by the Heavenly Dao is also 100,000 years.

He absolutely did not believe this was a coincidence.

There must be a logical reason behind it, he just didn't know it yet.

He remembered Pangu's subsequent instructions. To complete them, he would at least need Hongjun's help.

Otherwise, it was out of the question.

He could only stare blankly.

He didn't know if Hongjun was trustworthy, whether he had fallen into this trap, and how deep he was in it.

After much thought, Qing Xuanzi felt that the breakthrough was still with Hongjun. He decided to make a trip to the Purple Cloud Palace.

He acted immediately.

After giving some instructions, Qing Xuanzi's figure flashed and appeared in the Chaos.

The Purple Cloud Palace was a treasure Hongjun obtained in the Chaos. Its location in the Chaos was erratic.

To find it, one had to be recognized by Hongjun.

Clearly, in the current situation, Hongjun recognized Qing Xuanzi, otherwise he wouldn't have taken him as his final disciple.

Qing Xuanzi sensed it slightly and followed the feeling into the Chaos.

He took a step, sensed again, and then took another step.

He possessed the Five Grand Primordial Arts and had no fear of the Chaos. He could walk through the Chaos without any protection.

This was something only Saints could do.

Now, Qing Xuanzi had done it.

If others knew, it would surely cause a lot of dropped jaws.

After ninety-nine, eighty-one consecutive steps, Qing Xuanzi's eyes lit up. A magnificent palace appeared before him.

Above the entrance of the palace, written in divine script, were the words: Purple Cloud Palace.

Just as he was about to call out, the main gate of the Purple Cloud Palace suddenly opened, and two young attendants walked out.

"Master invites Senior Brother Qing Xuanzi inside."

Qing Xuanzi glanced at the attendants. They had red lips and white teeth, delicate skin, and their voices sounded soft and sweet.

He praised in his heart: What a pair of Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress! The attendants look so cute, hahaha.

He arrived below the cloud platform in the main hall and immediately spotted a row of seven futons below.

Five on the left hand side, two on the right.

Qing Xuanzi silently sat down on the last futon on the left side.

He thought to himself: Originally, there should have been four futons, right? Now that I've appeared, another one has been added. I wonder if there's still any Hongmeng Purple Qi to be obtained.

Although he didn't need it, others did.

For example, the Human Race. If, in the future, the Heavenly Emperor gave him a strand, wouldn't he also become a Saint?

As for whether he would be a Heavenly Dao Saint or a Human Dao Saint, that was hard to say. It would depend on whether Qing Xuanzi had the ability to awaken the Human Dao at that time.

While his mind was wandering, Hongjun's figure suddenly appeared on the cloud platform.

Qing Xuanzi quickly withdrew his thoughts and sat up straight.

"Master, this disciple has a question. Can Master resolve it?"

"What question do you have?"

"I wonder if Master believes in it?"

As soon as Qing Xuanzi finished speaking, a suffocating pressure descended upon him like Mount Tai pressing down.

"Heavenly Dao." Hongjun roared, blocking the pressure. "Qing Xuanzi is my disciple. Whatever he asks is not a sin."