In This Life, I, Tongtian, Will Never Deify!! Hongjun: Crazy?

As the saying goes, red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves, the three religions were originally one family.

Under Hongjun's "foresight," it was only a matter of time before the Sanqing turned against each other and broke apart, as it was the general trend of the Primordial Desolation.

But...

Not now, damn it!

Just as Hongjun was struggling to figure out how to break the stalemate, he saw Tongtian recover to his peak state and be able to set up the Immortal-Slaying Formation again. He couldn't have been happier.

After all, he still needed Tongtian to break the Wu and Demon situation!

Therefore, how could he allow the Sanqing to break up and fall out at this critical juncture?

Of course not!

"Master!"

Upon hearing Hongjun's voice, Taiqing and Yuanshi's faces lit up with joy.

In contrast, Tongtian's face was ashen, with veins bulging on his forehead. Although he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, a master's command was difficult to disobey, and the Dao Ancestor's decree was irreversible!

"Hoo—"

After a long while, Tongtian let out a long sigh, forcing himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and ultimately did not erupt.

He was grinding his teeth so hard they were about to shatter!

He was itching with hatred!

There was no other way, who told him to be a Sage of the Xuanmen and a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor?

"Disciple, I obey your decree!"

Every word was squeezed out from between Tongtian's gritted teeth, clearly showing his extreme reluctance.

"I'll settle this score today, and we'll settle it in detail another day!"

After dealing with Hongjun, Tongtian glared fiercely at Taiqing and Yuanshi and said in a deep voice.

Then he turned to look at "Houtu" not far away, his anger completely vanished, replaced by a gentle smile like a spring breeze. He said frankly, "Daoist friend Houtu, Tongtian still owes you a favor and karma, but our positions are different, and a master's command is difficult to disobey. I had no choice, but as I said before... I do not wish to forge enmity and karma with the Wu clan. If you retreat now, I can plead with the Dao Ancestor Master on behalf of the Wu clan, what do you say?"

As he spoke, the four ancient swords hanging high behind him kept making "clanging" sounds, but they were suppressed with great effort, remaining dormant.

Seeing this scene.

Countless onlookers lost interest and were disappointed.

Alas, no show to watch, no gossip to eat!

On the other hand, Hongjun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the joy in his eyes undisguised.

With the Immortal-Slaying Formation appearing, this situation can be resolved!

Alright, now he could finally rest his eyes in peace for a moment!

Looking again at the center of the Wu and Demon battlefield.

The Immortal-Slaying, Absolute-Slaying, Slaughter-Slaying, and Array-Slaying swords hung high at the peak of the chaotic starry sky.

An ancient formation diagram was spread out, slowly unfurling, emitting boundless killing sword energy, terrifying beyond compare.

Seeing this situation.

The entire Wu clan was once again enveloped by a heavy, oppressive atmosphere, and everyone instinctively tensed up.

Now that Tongtian had emerged from seclusion before the Ancestor Witches, if the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was set up again, the Wu clan would fall into an unknown great crisis!

"Senior Chen Xuan, Sect Master Tongtian has emerged from seclusion, and my elder brothers have not yet recovered. Next... are you going to self-destruct your Slaughter True Body?"

The Immortal-Slaying sword energy swept over, exuding immense pressure. Houtu herself also became inexplicably nervous, and then asked.

"⊙∀⊙!!!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan's eyebrows shot up, and he was quite surprised.

What, now...

Houtu had learned to answer preemptively!?

Self-destruct her Slaughter True Body!?

Was she going to go all out like this!

"Uh-_-||... It's not to that extent."

As his thoughts churned, Chen Xuan responded with a wry smile.

"Does Senior have another way to break the stalemate!?"

After hearing this, Houtu's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement. She was also surprised and curious.

Chen Xuan didn't reply.

He lowered his gaze to the swordsman in the green shirt, feigning a look of heartbroken grief, and said, "Tongtian, you are confused. Truly pathetic, truly pitiable..."

Tongtian: "?????"

Taiqing, Yuanshi: "..."

All the Sages were confused.

Tragic? Where was the tragedy?

Pitiful? Where was the pity?

"Daoist friend, what do you mean by that?" Tongtian asked, completely bewildered.

"Do you still remember what I told you? Today's Wu clan, why wouldn't it be tomorrow's Jie Sect?"

"Of course, I remember. I keep it firmly in mind. I hope you won't hesitate to enlighten me!"

He took the bait!

Chen Xuan had been fishing, and now the fish had finally taken the hook!

After a pause, Chen Xuan continued, "What is this talk of 'master's orders being hard to disobey'? It's utterly laughable. You are nothing but a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, a tool of the Xuanmen, a mere chess piece in Hongjun's palm!"

A puppet of the Heavenly Dao!?

A tool of the Xuanmen!?

Master Hongjun's... chess piece in his palm???

Boom—

Hearing Chen Xuan's words was like being struck by lightning, yet Tongtian was even more confused.

The atmosphere had been built up to this point.

Chen Xuan didn't waste any more time.

With a wave of his hand, he sent a stream of light towards Tongtian.

As his magical power surged, the light transformed into a storybook, appearing right before Tongtian.

Tongtian frowned, his curiosity piqued. He instinctively reached out and took the book.

He opened the first page—A Fallen Genius!

The Sage's divine sense swept through it.

The last page—The Five Emperors Ascend!

"?????"

"Battle Through the Heavens? Daoist friend Houtu, what is the meaning of this?"

After a few breaths, Tongtian finished reading "Battle Through the Heavens." Although he was still engrossed, captivated by the exciting story within the book, he was even more confused and utterly baffled.

"⊙∀⊙!!!!!"

"Cough, cough, cough, my apologies. I grabbed the wrong book. This is the one!"

Realizing his mistake, Chen Xuan felt a pang of embarrassment and quickly sent out another stream of light.

How awkward...

Just a minor hiccup, forget about it!

"Investiture of the Gods!?"

Receiving another storybook, Tongtian instinctively raised an eyebrow, his eagerness to learn radiating like a devoted scholar. He couldn't wait to read it.

Even though he knew it was inappropriate to read a leisure book at a time like this, he couldn't help himself. It was just... so good!

In an instant, the Sage's divine sense scanned the story within "Investiture of the Gods," and the events unfolded like a rapid slideshow in Tongtian's sea of consciousness.

During this process, Tongtian's frown deepened, a permanent crease etched between his brows.

Initially, he was excited and engrossed.

But gradually, he began to grit his teeth, clench his fists, and his eyes blazed with fury!

By the end, a chilling coldness emanated from him, and a powerful killing intent erupted from his eyes!

Unwillingness!

Resentment!

Anger!

A multitude of negative emotions ignited, exploding outwards!

"Is this storybook fabricated? Or is it... a factual account?"

"How do the settings in the book perfectly match the figures of the Primordial Desolation? This..."

"Will my Jie Sect truly end up like this in the future? The entire sect annihilated, with less than one in ten thousand immortals surviving, some meeting a tragic end and their true spirits placed on the Investiture of the Gods... or perhaps being converted by the West and becoming Buddhas or Bodhisattvas... or even becoming mounts for others, forever enslaved?!! This is outrageous!!!"

Tongtian finished reading "Investiture of the Gods," suppressing the immense rage within him, yet feeling even more bewildered.

He was trembling with anger!

His hands were trembling too!

In the end.

He couldn't suppress it any longer. Regardless of whether it was real or fake, Tongtian had already become immersed in it. Immediately, he was overcome with rage, roaring up at the sky—

"In this life, I, Tongtian, will absolutely not sign the Investiture of the Gods! I swear I will not enter the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation!!!"

Rumble—

This sound, like the primordial purple thunder of chaos, exploded across the universe and all heavens.

"????????"

Upon hearing this, all the Sages were stunned, completely bewildered.

Only Hongjun, after listening to Tongtian's sudden declaration, felt his Sage's Dao heart violently tremble, and his Primordial Spirit swayed unceasingly!

He was instantly struck as if by lightning, his face showing shock and horror.

Absolutely not sign?!

Swear not to bestow godhood?!!

Wait, what the hell is wrong with you, Tongtian? Why the sudden outburst!?

Sign my ass!

Bestow godhood my ass!!

It's only the Wu and Demon Tribulation now, why are you jumping so far ahead?!!

Rebellious disciple, don't butt in like this!

You're crazy!!!

Hongjun's defenses were breached.

He was starting to panic too!

He was flustered, he was truly flustered!!