Little White's actions also attracted the attention of many disciples within the Dao Palace.
Seeing this scene, Lin Potian was immediately reminded of some of his experiences in the mortal realm.
It is said that even the most renowned and powerful generals had to treat the emperor with utmost respect and even fawn over the trusted eunuchs who had served him for decades.
If this chief eunuch whispers something in the emperor's ear and makes things difficult for you, you'll truly have no way to complain.
How similar they were to this creature! The ancient beings treated Little White with a mixture of respect and flattery, caution and humility.
" Master White's consideration is very thoughtful, I am extremely grateful!"
" Master White's advice is correct, I'll go right away!"
"I hope you'll take good care of me in the future, Master White!"
Seeing the once infamous ancient giants acting so timidly in front of Little White, some disciples wanted to laugh but dared not, struggling to suppress their laughter.
However, after having his fill of fun, Little White took his newly recruited Evil Qilin, Xie Qilin, and went off to show off his power.
Xiao Hong appeared at some point, standing on the eaves of the distant palace, watching this scene with a hint of speechlessness in her eyes.
"Look at that hydra, it's nodding all nine heads in unison after what Master White said, like it's pounding garlic..."
"And that big tortoise, Master White made it carry the mountain, and it was actually quite happy about it? It even said thank you, Master White, for giving it a chance to stretch its muscles?"
"It's said that Master White has been with our grandmaster since his humble beginnings."
"Really?"
"Of course, that's what my senior brother said himself."
The disciples' whispers naturally did not escape the perception of the ancient beings such as the Evil Qilin.
They became increasingly certain of their judgment: the waters inside this palace run deep!
"The reason we were imprisoned by the Dao Ancestor was because we didn't follow the right person."
The ancient beings, including the Evil Qilin, exchanged secrets.
This Little White Tiger might be the kind of companion that has gone through countless tribulations with the Dao Venerable. It's just that we don't know what it has experienced, so although it seems to have low cultivation, it actually has a transcendent status.
So, after a series of half-truths and half-lies during Little White's "onboarding training," the ancient ferocious beasts that had once stirred up the storm obediently went to their respective "job posts" with deep respect for Master White.
As for when they will truly integrate into the Dao Palace, or even earn some respect through their strength, that's a matter for later.
At least for now, under Master White's tutelage, they have deeply understood the first Principle survival in the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace: strength is important, but following the right leader and not offending the 'old-timers' around the leader is even more important.
On the other side.
Mystic Heaven Hall, time and space seemed to stand still, with only endless Chaos Daoist energy rising and falling like the tides, protecting the Chaos Azure Lotus blooming with a hazy, clear light in the center, and the tranquil figure on the lotus platform.
Han Xuanji spared a moment of attention, glancing at Little White, who was trying hard to maintain "senior dignity" but whose tail was practically wagging, as well as those obedient and submissive ancient creatures. The corner of his mouth curved almost imperceptibly.
Little White still has some sense of propriety; this little bit of fooling around doesn't bother her.
At this moment, Han Xuanji's mind was completely absorbed into his body, and the Heart of Nothingness he had obtained from the system was now floating in front of him.
" The Great Dao of Nothingness, the ultimate state to which all things Return to Stillness..."
When Han Xuanji touched the crystal with his divine sense, an extremely cold aura, as if it could melt away all concepts of existence, permeated through him.
If it weren't for his extremely solid Dao foundation and the protection of several Great Dao Sacred Artifact, merely coming into contact with this essence might have shaken his Dao heart, or even led to his assimilation.
"Refine."
With a thought, Han Xuanji activated his cultivation Cultivation Method. The vast and Hunyuan Wuji Realm Chaos Realm transformed into countless Great Dao Principle, like precise surgical scalpels, and began to carefully "analyze" this Heart of Nothingness.
Even for Han Xuanji, this was not a simple process.
Time lost its meaning within the Mystic Heaven Hall.
Subtly, within the Daoist aura surrounding him, in addition to the original concepts of Chaos, creation, time and space, and destiny, a sense of "emptiness" began to emerge that was unsettling. However, this "emptiness" was not destructive or had a negative effect; rather, it seemed to have become a part of his existence.
Meanwhile, in the Devil Domain, a place far removed from the Immortal Domain and the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven.
The hall was dark and gloomy, the air heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
Among the many figures gathered, the one leading them was none other than the Devil Ancestor.
Meanwhile, the Nine Lives Imperial Lord and other powerful Devil Race lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
In the eyes of all the powerful Devil Race present, there was an undisguised look of fear.
The Lord of Myriad Voids, a terrifying being who lived in the same era as the Immortal Ancestor, was forcefully suppressed by Han Xuanji. Many ancient beings even joined the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace's camp, becoming its followers.
In recent years, the Devil Race has basically been on the defensive, not daring to set foot in the Immortal Domain.
The reason is simple: the Devil Race currently lacks the courage to wage a full-scale war against the beings of the Immortal Domain.
Because if that Great Heavenly Venerable were to make a move, the entire Devil Race might be wiped out immediately.
Many powerful Devil Race speculated that Han Xuanji's reluctance to act was merely a way to use the Devil Race as a whetstone for his disciples; however, if this whetstone led to any negative consequences, then its existence would be pointless.
In fact, even the Devil Ancestor is somewhat powerless now.
As for the Devil Ancestor, he truly had no other options.
His true form once rivaled the Immortal Ancestor Dao Ancestor, orchestrated countless ages, and viewed all the heavens and myriad realms as a chessboard. Even giants in the Chaos, such as the Lord of Greed and the Lord of Myriad Voids, were merely targets of his schemes.
However, Han Xuanji's appearance completely disrupted all his plans.
"Where did he come from...?"
The Devil Ancestor frantically racked his brains for a way to break the deadlock.
But no matter how hard I racked my brains, I couldn't come up with a good solution.
a long time.
"You... are in fear."
The Devil Ancestor spoke first, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.
Only a chilling calm.
No one dared to answer, but the silence itself was the answer.
"Snort!"
The Devil Ancestor snorted coldly, and the pressure emanating from him almost made the nearest Devil Race Hunyuan kneel down.
"The strength of the Mystic Heaven Dao Venerable... has indeed exceeded my initial expectations."
Its unusual admission of this fact surprised the demons below.
"However, in the vast Chaos of time, as eras cycle, there has never been an eternally invincible being!"
The Devil Ancestor's voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a hint of something indescribable.
"In Chaos, variables are endless!"
"That Mystic Heaven Dao Venerable, even if he is currently invincible, who knows if he has any weaknesses? Who knows if he won't decline after reaching his peak?"
It paused, letting its words ferment in the minds of the demons, before changing its tone:
"Our Devil Race excels at stealth and waiting for the right opportunity, not at acting rashly out of momentary Blood Qi."
"Passing down the ancestral laws and decrees--"
The voice of the Devil Ancestor resounded deep within the souls of every powerful Devil Race:
"First, a complete retreat! All Devil Race forces operating in the Immortal Realm and the Chaos Regions near the Immortal Realm must immediately withdraw to the depths of the Devil Domain using the most covert methods, and are forbidden from provoking any further incidents."
"Second, reinforce the defenses! Seal all known paths and dimensional rifts leading to the core of the Devil Domain. From today onwards, the Devil Domain enters a state of 'eternal silence'."
If I can't beat them, can't I at least avoid them?
The Devil Ancestor's thinking was simple: since you're so powerful, I won't provoke you anymore, okay?