"D-destroy the world!"
"F-Father God, a-are you saying the Dao Ancestor wants to destroy the world?"
"N-no, that can't be possible, can it?"
Under Doraemon's barrage of alarming claims, Laozi was finally frightened enough to start calling him Father.
The proud Primordial Heavenly Venerable glanced at Laozi. He said nothing; he could not bring himself to say it.
"What's so impossible about it? Back then, I was about to attain the Dao and preparing to cleave Chaos apart. I was taking this very same path, but you saw the result. The Three Thousand Gods and Devils stood in my way... because once I attained the Dao, I would destroy Chaos outright. Where would they have any room left to survive?"
"So they staked their lives on stopping me."
"After I died, my body became this new world, the Primordial World..."
"Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao have spent all these years laying scheme after scheme! Breaking my spine, shattering the Primordial Land into pieces, draining every last drop of the essence blood I left behind... as long as he carries out his final scheme and successfully absorbs the primordial spirit I left in the Primordial World, he'll reach the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao."
"With the chance to attain the Great Dao right before your eyes, would you refuse if you were in his place?"
Doraemon's account of his personal experience left all the Saints even more dumbfounded.
Especially when Doraemon cast a meaningful glance at Laozi and Yuanshi.
Absorb the primordial spirit!
Didn't that mean he intended to harm the Three Pure Ones?
"Impossible! Impossible! Hongjun... how could he possibly be plotting something like that?"
Cracks finally began to appear in the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's composure.
Especially when he remembered that he had been the driving force behind the Three