sinovels Chapter 169 Luo Hou, Hongjun's Reaction
Chapter 169 Luo Hou, Hongjun's Reaction
Chapter 169 Luo Hou, Hongjun's Reaction
Just as the Daoist aura and the extraordinary phenomena of Heavenly Merit of the Oath at Longevity Mountain spread throughout the prehistoric world, arousing different thoughts among the emperors of the three races, several ancient beings also cast their attention to this matter on a more secretive and transcendent level.
Their reactions, though not as directly impacting the prehistoric order as the three races, were equally profound, concealing future causes and variables.
In the West, deep within the abyss of demons.
In stark contrast to the tranquility of Qilin Cliff, the splendor of the Dragon Palace, and the sacredness of the Undying Volcano, this place is a convergence of extreme filth, chaos, and darkness.
The demonic energy churned like viscous fluid, corroding all spiritual energy, and the wails of countless vengeful spirits and the mutterings of inner demons echoed in the void.
Piles of white bones formed mountains, and crimson rivers of blood flowed through the ravines, emitting a nauseating stench.
A colossal throne, formed from countless twisted bones and resentment, stands at the very center of the Demon Abyss, upon which sits the Demon Ancestor Rahu.
He was shrouded in dark demonic flames, his face blurred, except for a pair of scarlet eyes, like two blood moons, radiating a mad, violent, and destructive light.
The phantoms of the Four Swords of Zhuxian floated uncertainly behind him, emitting a humming sound that yearned for killing and drinking blood. The mere wisps of sword energy emanating from them were enough to tear apart the soul of a Golden Immortal.
When the oath wave from Longevity Mountain, containing the power of the Heavenly Dao order, penetrated through layers of spatial barriers and entered this Demon Abyss, Luo Zhou's demonic flames suddenly paused, and then surged violently as if provoked!
His scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, piercing through the endless demonic energy, as if he had personally "seen" Zhen Yuanzi, Yin Yang, and Hong Yun standing under the banana tree, making an oath to the Heavenly Dao. He also clearly sensed the Xuanhuang Merit that the Heavenly Dao had bestowed upon him, which he loathed immensely!
"snort!"
A cold snort, filled with utter disdain and mockery, resounded like the shattering of ancient ice in the Demon Palace, causing the surrounding churning demonic energy to freeze.
"Yin and Yang!" Rahu's voice was hoarse and full of ferocity, like sand rubbing together. "You are a disgrace to the Chaos Demon God!"
It is a waste that you and we were both born from chaos, yet you have willingly fallen into depravity, forming an alliance with Zhen Yuanzi, a mere post-natal being from the primordial era, and even linking your own destiny with him!
And shamelessly, they bow down to that so-called "Heavenly Way," begging it to bear witness? They have utterly disgraced the Chaos Demon God!
In his extreme ideology, the Chaos Gods were beings superior to all living beings in the primordial world. Even after Pangu created the world and they perished and were reborn, they should still maintain their transcendence and pride, and be above the rules of the primordial world.
The right path is to seek transcendence like Yang Mei, and to intend to destroy and reshape like him.
In his view, the Yin-Yang Daoist's voluntary integration into the primordial order, and even his alliance with other beings, was an unforgivable betrayal and depravity.
His scarlet eyes gleamed with cruelty and greed: "Very well! Since you have willingly bound yourself to the laws of Heaven, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
When my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is fully completed, and it unleashes boundless evil energy, disrupting the order of this world, I will first take you, you traitor, down with me!
"By devouring your Yin and Yang essence, I will nourish my demonic path, letting you know how foolish and pathetic the consequences are for betraying chaos and submitting to the Heavenly Dao!"
He seemed to already see the cataclysmic eruption, the collapse of heaven and earth, and the raging demonic flames. In his plan, a "weak" ally like the Yin-Yang Daoist was the perfect sacrifice and tonic.
Arrogance and murderous intent permeated the depths of this demonic abyss. Luo regarded the Yin-Yang Daoist, and even the entire Wanshou Mountain Alliance, as one of the targets that must be eliminated in the future.
He was filled with contempt for the covenant itself, believing that any covenant was a laughable joke in the face of absolute power and destruction.
Yujing Mountain, a place shrouded in mist and clouds.
In stark contrast to the filth and chaos of the Demon Abyss, Jade Capital Mountain is the ultimate embodiment of tranquility, non-action, and the natural way.
The mountains are hidden in endless auspicious clouds and celestial mist, appearing and disappearing. Spiritual springs gurgle, cranes soar, and exotic flowers and rare herbs are everywhere. Every breath contains pure innate spiritual energy.
Inside a simple and unadorned cave dwelling, yet perfectly integrated with the surrounding world, Daoist Hongjun sat upright on a futon.
His face was ancient and simple, without sorrow or joy, his eyes were closed, as if he were one with the entire primordial world.
Before him, the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc, which contained the three thousand fragments of the Great Dao, floated in the air, emitting a clear and bright light. Countless innate Dao patterns on it flowed and evolved like living things, resonating and intertwining with the Heavenly Dao veins in the darkness.
When the echoes of the oath at Longevity Mountain resounded, Hongjun's eternally unchanging expression finally showed an extremely subtle fluctuation.
He slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain the birth and death of an entire starry sky, so deep that it was breathtaking.
With his gaze fixed on Longevity Mountain in the west, he clearly captured the details of the covenant and the arrival of heavenly merit.
"Yin Yang—an alliance with Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun?" Hongjun muttered to himself, a hint of surprise in his voice.
This was indeed somewhat unexpected for Ping. In his divination of the heavenly secrets, the Yin-Yang Taoist was not destined for destruction like Luo.
But he should have been someone who kept to himself and waited to see what would happen. Unexpectedly, he so decisively lowered his stance and forged such a strong alliance with Zhen Yuanzi, this "rising star".
"Yin and Yang are the origin of the Chaos God, skilled in calculation, and best at the way of balance."
His decision suggests he believes Zhen Yuanzi possesses sufficient value, perhaps even enabling him to gain greater benefits under the future Heavenly Order, or to mitigate certain risks.
Hongjun's mind raced, and he instantly discerned part of the Yin-Yang Daoist's motives. "Once this alliance is formed, the fortune of Longevity Mountain will inevitably become more concentrated and stable. It is indeed a force that cannot be ignored."
This is a significant variable for the overall situation in the prehistoric world, especially for Luo's plans.
However, this slight surprise quickly vanished without a trace, and the deep, still waters of the well returned to their original state.
"Variables—in the end, they are just variables," Hongjun said calmly, his voice undisturbed. "The great trend of Heaven is vast and mighty; those who follow it prosper, and those who oppose it perish."
The calamity of the three races is predetermined, and Luo's scheme is also a link in the chain of calamity.
The alliance between Yin Yang and Zhen Yuanzi may slightly alter certain aspects, but it is unlikely to shake the overall situation.
My path lies in aligning with Heaven and upholding order. All I need to do is remain unchanged amidst change and patiently await the opportune moment.
Every variable will eventually find its place in this torrent of destiny, either merging into it or—annihilating it.
He did not fly into a rage like Luo, nor did he hastily adjust his strategy like the three clans. Instead, he viewed the matter from a detached perspective.
Everything seemed to be within his unfathomable deductions and plans.
However, the next moment, his light flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the void, landing on Zhen Yuanzi, or more precisely, on the Qiankun Cauldron that Zhen Yuanzi had recently acquired and which he had completely refined.
"The Qiankun Cauldron—reversing the innate, returning to the origin—" A faint glimmer of light flashed in Hongjun's eyes.
"My Creation Jade Disc is ultimately a fragment. If I can borrow the mysteries of the Qiankun Cauldron, I may be able to try to repair it, even if it is just to mend a trace of the Dao pattern. This would be of great help to my future integration with the Dao."
The moment the thought arose, it quickly became clear.
"It seems," Hongjun had already made up his mind, "that when the time is right, I may need to personally visit Wanshou Mountain to pay a visit to this fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi. I'll establish a good relationship, discuss the Dao, and see if I can—borrow the Qiankun Cauldron."
For him, befriending Zhen Yuanzi was not merely a matter of dealing with unforeseen circumstances, but also a crucial step in his own path of cultivation.
He kept this matter in mind, then closed his eyes again, his mind and spirit merging once more with the Jade Disc of Creation and the vast Heavenly Dao, continuing his deep seclusion and deductions that no one else could know.