I Behold All Living Beings Without Freedom

Mu Chen was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Hongjun had actually come to seek his advice.

Mu Chen broke into an embarrassed sweat.

Big shot.

I'm just a lowly Mystic Immortal!

The sort you could kill countless times over with a single glance.

Why ask me?

To tell the truth, Hongjun did not know what had come over him either.

The agreed-upon battle at Mount Buzhou was fast approaching, yet his mind remained restless.

His opponent possessed the Four Swords of Immortal Slaying and could assemble the all-conquering Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation. Even now, he was unsure whether he could break it.

Amid these worries, he happened to discover Mu Chen's clone.

And so, on impulse, he came.

In truth, even he held out no hope that Mu Chen could offer him any explanation.

"Request for help from Hongjun detected. Please choose."

"One: divulge a sliver of heaven's secrets and form a small bond of goodwill with Hongjun."

"Two: remain silent, avoid becoming entangled in karma with Hongjun, and never have dealings with him again for the rest of your lives."

Mu Chen fell silent for a moment.

He knew that in the coming battle, Hongjun would comprehend the Dao and become a Sage.

Whether he said anything or not, the plot would unfold that way.

Seen in that light, he ought to hug this thick thigh a little.

At the very least, he could form a small bond of goodwill.

With that thought, Mu Chen gave two dry coughs.

He chose his words.

"Throughout the Primordial World's endless ages, victory and defeat alike have been ordained by the Heavenly Dao. These things were decided long ago."

"Since that is so, all we can do is give it our all. The rest is out of our hands."

These words...

Mu Chen had chosen them with great care.

If Hongjun won, that was heaven's will.

If he lost, that was heaven's will too.

Either way, the blame could not fall on him.

Yet when Hongjun heard this, his expression froze.

"Everything is heaven's will..."

"Ordained by the Heavenly Dao..."

For some reason, Hongjun suddenly fell into a state of enlightenment.

For an existence on Hongjun's level, a sudden enlightenment was truly something extraordinary.

Just like now: with only a few words from Mu Chen, Hongjun's cultivation realm had actually begun to break through again, forming a faint, profoundly mysterious connection with heaven and earth.

It seemed a long time had passed.

In truth, it was very brief.

Hongjun came back to his senses. All apprehension and worry had vanished from his face, replaced by an expression of carefree acceptance.

"So that is how it is..."

Immediately afterward...

He looked at Mu Chen, utterly astounded.

"To think that in the Primordial World, even a mere Mystic Immortal could possess such a profound understanding of the Heavenly Dao. Admirable, truly admirable!"

Mu Chen had absolutely no idea what had just happened.

He only felt that Hongjun was suddenly an entirely different person, rather like the Hongjun he had imagined.

Unable to restrain his curiosity, he asked.

"Why do you want to destroy Luohu so badly?"

Hongjun remained silent for a long time.

He gazed into the distance, across heaven and earth.

In the end, he said only one sentence.

"I behold all living beings without freedom."

Mu Chen murmured to himself.

"So that is how it is."

This was also a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

In the Primordial World stories he had known before, opinions on this had varied widely.

Some believed Hongjun had learned of his opportunity to attain the Dao, and so stood irreconcilably opposed to the Demon Race.

Some believed Hongjun intended to entrap and kill Luohu and the other mighty figures, monopolizing the Primordial World's fortune.

Some even believed that the First Dragon-Han Tribulation was an elaborate scheme laid by Hongjun!

Yet at this moment...

Mu Chen felt that what Hongjun had said was the truth.

At the very least, in the Primordial World he inhabited now, Hongjun truly had the living beings of heaven and earth in mind.

No wonder he could become a Sage!

Mu Chen sighed.

"Old Jun, don't worry. You'll definitely win the great battle in the west ten years from now, so set your mind at ease."

Hongjun's expression turned strange.

Old Jun?

No one in the entire Primordial World had ever dared address him that way.

But it seemed to feel rather nice...

Hongjun shook his head and smiled freely.

"Then may your auspicious words come true, fellow Daoist."

"If I can win this battle, I will certainly reward you generously!"

With that, he vanished from the spot.

Mu Chen watched this.

Then he hurriedly destroyed his own clone as well.

I'm out of here!

The decisive battle at Mount Sumeru in the west was the most devastating battle of the First Dragon-Han Tribulation, in which countless powerful beings fell.

Even those as powerful as Great Immortal Yangmei and the others who controlled laws died, leaving Hongjun alone.

At that moment, Mu Chen silently made up his mind.

Until the great battle at Mount Sumeru in the west was over, he would not go out again!