sinovels Chapter 120 Zhunti's Scheme
Chapter 120 Zhunti's Scheme
Chapter 120 Zhunti's Scheme
Just as Yuanshi Tianzun is currently unable to deal with the Wu Clan, Zhunti is also unable to deal with the Heavenly Court.
Zhunti believes that the Heavenly Court's current predicament under the Twelve Ancestral Witches and its powerlessness in front of the Styx River are not essentially due to the weakness of the Heavenly Emperors, but rather to the strength of the Styx River.
He is so powerful that even if he does nothing, his mere existence can constantly restrain all forces, making the Heavenly Emperors, especially those who have now incurred deep grudges with him, constantly wary of him.
Unbeknownst to many, the powerful figures in Heaven had to devote a great deal of energy to guarding against the Styx River and his various schemes and tactics.
To be honest, Zhunti felt a bit sorry for the Three Pure Ones and Dijun at this moment. After reviewing Styx's scheming abilities, Zhunti was secretly shocked. If Zhunti had to constantly guard against the schemes of such a powerful being as Styx, he felt that the day when he was overwhelmed by demons and his three corpses went out of control was not far off.
However, Zhunti is certain of one thing: in the future, even if the Styx River and the Witch Clan join forces, they will likely be unable to contend with the Heavenly Court, which has four sages.
In the entire primordial world, no one could stand against such a force.
In Zhunti's view, that's how everything is.
Styx displayed immense strength, even being only one step away from attaining sainthood. However, Styx had not yet become a saint, and taking that step would not be easy. Zhunti, who possessed a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi, deeply understood this.
The more Zhunti comprehended the Primordial Purple Qi, the more he felt the difficulty of becoming a saint, as if this path had no end in sight.
Zhunti, unaware of the difference between a Primordial Golden Immortal and a Quasi-Saint, believed that the Styx River was merely someone who had traveled a longer route than them.
They, including himself, whether it's the Three Pure Ones, Fuxi, or Nuwa, will catch up sooner or later.
Without becoming a saint, everyone's limit is there. If you can get this far, others can too, it just takes more time. As for becoming a saint—this hurdle is also difficult for Styx in Zhunti's view.
Therefore, Zhunti wanted to do everything he could to strengthen the Wu clan. Of course, he dared not personally intervene. The Three Pure Ones could not deal with the Styx River, but dealing with him would be a piece of cake. However, he could incite others to intervene.
Among these people was the Eastern King, who had a grudge against the Three Pure Ones, Emperor Jun, and others for obstructing the path.
Zhunti stepped onto Penglai Island and admired the surrounding scenery.
At this moment, there are no longer many powerful immortals guarding Penglai Immortal Island; only a few living beings remain.
Clearly, in Zhunti's view, Penglai Island is not as good as before. Although it is still a rare blessed land in the prehistoric world thanks to the foundation of the immortal island, Dongwanggong is no longer the leader of the immortals. The fortune that Penglai Island gathered because of its leader has naturally declined, and there may even be backlash.
Compared to its peak, Penglai Island has fallen into decline, which Zhunti couldn't help but feel sorry for it.
This feeling of regret is genuine, because Zhunti himself knew that if Penglai were his, he would never allow Penglai Island to suffer even the slightest decline.
"Fellow Daoist Zhunti? What a rare guest!" At this moment, Dongwanggong rode a wisp of pure Yang energy to greet Zhunti, and the dragon-headed staff that he always leaned on was now stored in his primordial spirit and was no longer revealed to anyone.
Compared to before, Dong Wanggong has become much more composed. It's hard to say whether the impeachment by Dijun and others is a good thing or a bad thing for Dong Wanggong.
After all, although the Eastern King was now in a state of desolation, he had already escaped the fate of being killed by the demon race.
"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, please forgive my unauthorized visit!" Zhunti looked at Dongwanggong before him and greeted him with the same courtesy.
"Haha, there's no such thing as 'forgiveness' here. I'm practicing my sins on Penglai Island, and it's already an honor that Fellow Daoist Zhunti is still willing to come and see me!" Dongwanggong looked at Zhunti in front of him and continued.
These words brought Zhunti both joy and worry.
The reason is simple: the reason for his sorrow is that Dong Wang Gong seems to have been dealt a heavy blow and is finding it difficult to stand up again. The reason for his joy is that, from Dong Wang Gong's words, Zhun Ti can tell that the other party is still concerned about the past.
"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, we are all cultivators, how can we utter such self-deprecating words?" Zhunti looked at Dongwanggong in front of him and said solemnly.
"Fellow Daoist is making fun of me. My path to enlightenment is now cut off. What future can I possibly have?" Dongwanggong looked at Zhunti in front of him and said with a bitter smile.
Not to mention the suffering he endured from the backlash of losing his position as the Immortal Leader, his Dao was the Dao of Supreme Being. With this Dao ruined, his cultivation would naturally be unable to make any further progress.
It won't be long before this Corpse Quasi-Saint's realm falls behind the mainstream level of the prehistoric world; in fact, he can't even keep up now.
"Fellow Daoist, please don't be like this. I have come here today for your sake!" Zhunti looked at the Eastern King Duke in front of him. Since that was the case, he would just say it directly. There was no other way.
"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, are you joking with me!?"
"My path to supreme power has been severed. The Dao Ancestor himself stripped me of my position as the head of the immortals. Now, what path can I possibly take?" Dongwanggong glanced at Zhunti and laughed to himself.
Because of him, the sage's ability to judge character was damaged. The Three Pure Ones, Emperor Jun, and others joined forces to impeach him, not only stripping him of his position as the leader of the immortals, but also his heart. More importantly, they destroyed his image in the eyes of all living beings in the prehistoric world.
At this moment, in the eyes of all living beings in the primordial world, the Eastern King Duke was nothing more than that "indecisive and incompetent former immortal leader".
If all beings are like this, what is there for him to call himself supreme? To shut himself in and pretend to be supreme on Penglai Island like an ostrich burying its head in the sand is utterly absurd, and he disdains to do such a thing.
"No, Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, you possess a supreme destiny, which the Dao Ancestor cannot abolish." At this point, Zhunti saw that Dongwanggong intended to settle down on Penglai Island and advised him from a different angle: "Fellow Daoist, do you truly believe that being in such a predicament means you can rest easy from now on?"
"Given the abilities of Dongwang Gong Dao You, he should already know what has happened in the Thirty-Three Heavens."
I then spoke frankly with Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, saying that I absolutely could not tolerate the state of the Heavenly Court's rule. I believe this is also true for Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, especially since you have more or less had conflicts with the six Heavenly Emperors of the Heavenly Court over the Great Dao.
"If the Heavenly Court unifies the primordial world, how will you, fellow Daoist, survive in the future?" Zhunti looked at Dongwanggong and continued to persuade him.
Upon hearing this, Dongwanggong felt a pang of pain in his heart. It could be said that the loss of the Immortal Head was a deep wound in his heart, and he hated the forces that impeached him, such as Dijun and the Three Pure Ones, even more!
But with his mere strength as a Quasi-Saint of the Corpse Realm, what can he possibly do?
Going against the Heavenly Court is just throwing your life away.
"Fellow Daoist, do not hesitate. Even in the West, where things are so difficult, we are willing to take a gamble. Fellow Daoist, you live in the immortal realm of Penglai. Why are you so hesitant?"
Fellow Daoist, consider this: if our positions were reversed, and you ultimately unified the prehistoric world, would you spare Di Jun?