12dz Chapter 140 Hongjun, Yin Yang, Yang Mei's reaction, and the rise in status of the Five Manor Te
Chapter 140 Hongjun, Yin Yang, Yang Mei's reaction, and the rise in status of the Five Manor Te
Chapter 140 Hongjun, Yin and Yang, Yangmei's reaction, and the rise in status of Wuzhuang Temple.
Yujing Mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, seems to be isolated from the world.
Time seems to flow differently here than outside, and every wisp of cloud contains profound Taoist principles.
At the mountain peak, on a simple innate stone platform, Daoist Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.
The fragment of the Creation Jade Disc in front of him, emitting a hazy, clear light, circulated slightly faster, with countless subtle Dao patterns arising and disappearing within it, as if calculating the changes in the secrets of heaven.
His face was simple and unadorned, revealing no emotion. Only in the depths of his eyes did a very subtle ripple pass through, like a gentle breeze stirring a calm lake, fleeting and gone in an instant.
"Fellow Daoist Qiankun—in the end, you have met your demise." Hongjun's voice was calm and even, as if he were stating an ending that was unrelated to him but had been predetermined.
"By relying too much on external things, they lost the original ambition and drive of the Chaos God, and their current fate was inevitable."
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His gaze seemed to pierce through endless void and cross layers of space, landing precisely on Zhen Yuanzi, who was transforming into a stream of light and returning to Longevity Mountain.
More precisely, it landed on the ancient small cauldron hidden in Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve.
"What a pity—" A barely perceptible trace of regret flashed through Hongjun's mind.
"The Qiankun Cauldron is a supreme innate treasure containing a portion of the origin of Qiankun. It has the wondrous ability to refine all things and reverse the innate state."
If it falls into my hands and I can comprehend its profound mysteries, it will be of immense help in perfecting my Great Dao and completing the Jade Disc.
He walks a path that integrates all laws, and any powerful spiritual treasure or source has a strong attraction for him.
The profound mystery of this Qiankun Cauldron can just make up for his slight deficiencies in "creation" and "refining".
"Now it has fallen into Zhen Yuanzi's hands—" Hongjun's thoughts rippled slightly.
"This child has a deep foundation, long-lasting good fortune, and is favored by the will of the earth. He is not someone to be trifled with. Forcibly taking him would likely lead to unforeseen circumstances and is not the act of a wise person."
He quickly suppressed that greedy thought and regained his calm and composed state of mind.
At his level, he had long understood that opportunities cannot be forced. "Let's see what happens to him in the future; perhaps—there is another destiny."
He closed his eyes again, and the light of the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc in front of him gradually faded as he continued his profound and unpredictable cultivation and deduction.
For him, the fall of Qiankun Daoren was merely an interlude in the prelude to a great calamity; the true grand trend concerning the future of the primordial world was yet to unfold.
In the endless void, where the boundary between Yin and Yang is blurred.
This place is neither pure light nor absolute darkness; light and darkness intertwine here, forming a strange realm that is eternally changing.
The Yin-Yang Taoist sat cross-legged on a futon with a Yin-Yang fish pattern. The Yin and Yang energies surrounding him circulated slightly faster due to the unease in his heart.
Suddenly, an undisguised smile of pleasure appeared on his face, and his laughter echoed in this void.
"Hahaha! You old scoundrel Qiankun! You've finally met your match!"
The Yin-Yang Daoist and the Qian-Kun Daoist were both transformed from the remnants of a Chaos Demon God, and should logically be of the same ilk. However, in the struggle for the Great Dao, their paths diverged and could not lead to the same destination.
The Yin-Yang Taoist advocates the balance of Yin and Yang, their mutual generation and assistance, while the Qiankun Taoist is obsessed with using the Qiankun Cauldron to establish dominion over the four directions and control everything.
Their beliefs and philosophies differed greatly, leading to countless open and covert struggles and long-standing resentment.
Now that he learned that his old rival had not only been defeated and killed, but had also been completely destroyed, without even the chance to be reincarnated and start anew, he felt extremely relieved, as if a huge stone had been lifted from his heart.
"Well done, Zhen Yuanzi! You truly avenged me!"
The Yin-Yang Daoist transformed his dislike for Qiankun into goodwill towards Zhen Yuanzi. "To be able to slay Qiankun and seize his supreme treasure—such strength and decisiveness are rare in the primordial world! Worthy of being befriended!"
His mind immediately started racing, and he began to seriously consider how to find a suitable opportunity to personally visit Zhen Yuanzi at Wanshou Mountain.
If we can befriend or even ally with them, in the future, when facing figures like Luo and Hongjun in this primordial era, we might have one more powerful ally and one less potential enemy.
"Hmm—" The Yin-Yang Daoist stroked his beard and pondered, his eyes gleaming. "It would be inappropriate to arrive empty-handed; I must prepare a generous gift. I've heard that Zhen Yuanzi governs the earth; perhaps he'd be interested in the essence of innate Wu Earth? Or—"
He has already begun to seriously plan the visit.
Zhen Yuanzi's strength and methods earned his respect and made him see the potential value of this "investment".
Another unknowable, special dimension that seems to exist independently of the primordial main space.
There are no ups and downs, no directions, no past or present; only endless, layered spatial dimensions constantly being created, destroyed, extended, and contracted.
A gigantic willow tree, its roots plunging into the endless void and its branches seemingly capable of drooping down to countless worlds, stood silently in the center of this dimension.
The figure of the Immortal with Raised Eyebrows materialized and appeared under the willow tree.
He did not deliberately exude any aura, yet he naturally revealed a supreme state of mind that commanded space and transcended worldly affairs.
His gaze seemed to penetrate through layers of dimensions, looking towards the battlefield in the west, where the conflict had subsided.
After a long silence, he sighed softly, his voice tinged with a hint of regret: "The universe—has finally come to an end."
Both being beings related to the Great Dao of Space—Yangmei is the reincarnation of the Space Demon God Yangliu Tree, and Qiankun also holds some authority over space—Yangmei has some affection for Daoist Qiankun.
In his view, Qiankun Daoren had the potential to go further on the path of the same origin, after all, being able to preserve his remnant soul and re-transform from the Great Calamity of Creation was itself a kind of good fortune.
"It's a pity—he relied too much on that Qiankun Cauldron." Yang Mei shook his head slightly, his eyes revealing a senior's lament for a junior who had gone astray.
"The cauldron can stabilize the universe, but it also binds itself. Entrusting the future of the Great Dao to a single object means losing the unrestrained, formless, and intangible essence of the Chaos God, and thus the path becomes narrow."
Otherwise, given his background, how could he have been forced into such a desperate situation, unable even to escape with his primordial spirit seed?
He felt no ill will toward Zhen Yuanzi; on the contrary, he admired his potential and courage in using the Way of the Earth to generate chaos.
In his eyes, the death of Qiankun was more of an inevitable result of his own wrong choice of the path, a manifestation of his failure in the struggle for the Dao. It was not a matter of right or wrong, but only the survival of the fittest at the level of the Great Dao.
"The primordial world—another old friend has been lost."
As Yang Mei's figure faded away with his words, he merged back into the boundless spatial dimension, continuing his transcendent observation and cultivation.
The conflicts and killings of the outside world, as long as they do not involve the fundamental nature of space or threaten his path to transcendence, are unlikely to stir much of his emotions. His path lies at a higher level.
Thus, the event of Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun joining forces to kill Qiankun Daoren was like a boulder thrown into the deep pool of the primordial world, stirring up ripples in the circle of top-level powerful beings, and quietly changing the mentality and future plans of various forces.
After this battle, the name of Longevity Hill truly acquired a weight that compels all ancient beings to treat it with utmost respect.