Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Hongjun's decision made the atmosphere in the Zixiao Palace even more somber.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Jieyin, the three sages, remained silent, their hearts churning with turmoil, yet they dared not utter a word.

They were well aware of what the Dao Ancestor's seclusion meant.

That was not only an exploration of Gu Changqing's unknown methods, but also a silent declaration.

Before understanding that power, probably no one in the entire prehistoric world could restrain Gu Changqing.

Hongjun's gaze swept over the three saints, but did not linger on them for long.

He knew very well that Gu Changqing's sword strike had almost shattered the Dao hearts of Laozi and Yuanshi.

Even if he didn't say anything, the two saints would avoid Gu Changqing like the plague.

Thinking of this, Hongjun couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

He then turned to look at the Chaos Ancestor, who remained silent to the side.

“Fellow Daoist, you and I are both descendants of the ancient Great Dao Demon Gods. Perhaps we can glimpse some mysteries that we have never encountered from that power.”

Hongjun spoke, his words carrying a hint of negotiation.

"This time I will need you to join me in this seclusion. Perhaps only by working together can we achieve something."

Upon hearing this, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Jieyin were deeply shaken.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, whose body is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, actually wants to join forces with Chaos Ancestor to go into seclusion, just to investigate Gu Changqing's secret!

This is no longer just fear; this is treating Gu Changqing as an unprecedented and formidable enemy!

Upon hearing this, the ancient Chaos Ancestor showed little emotion on his face.

He simply raised his head slowly, his cloudy eyes looking at Hongjun, and nodded gently.

"As you say, fellow Daoist."

Having received the consent of the Chaos Ancestor, Hongjun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Without further hesitation, he gave the three saints one last instruction.

"You must remember that before I and Fellow Daoist Chaos emerge from seclusion, you must not provoke Gu Changqing again."

"The affairs of the human race shall also be put on hold for the time being."

"Wait for the opportunity."

Hongjun's words were clearly heard by the three sages.

Upon hearing this, Laozi and Yuanshi dared not utter the slightest objection.

The two looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes the relief of surviving a disaster and a deep fear.

They bowed to Hongjun almost simultaneously, their attitude extremely humble.

"Disciple will humbly obey Master's decree!"

"We will never provoke Gu Changqing again!"

He nodded vigorously, as if afraid that Hongjun wouldn't believe him.

The Sage who guided the pilgrim stood aside, his face ashen, and he did not utter a word.

The severe blow from self-destruction of his origin, coupled with the near collapse of his Dao heart, left him barely able to speak.

Provoking Gu Changqing?

Even if you gave him ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare.

That drunkard had become a persistent nightmare in his mind.

Seeing the three saints react in this way, Hongjun sighed inwardly once again.

Once upon a time, they were so high and mighty, regarding all living beings as ants.

Now, however, he is so afraid of another person.

"good."

Hongjun said no more, only uttering a single word.

Then, his and Chaos Ancestor's figures slowly became illusory in Zixiao Palace, and finally disappeared completely.

With the departure of the two Chaos Demon Gods, the oppressive atmosphere in Zixiao Palace eased slightly.

But the hearts of Laozi, Yuanshi, and Jieyin remained at the bottom of the valley.

"Senior brother, shall we... return now?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Laozi, his words carrying a hint of bewilderment.

The Dao Ancestor has gone into seclusion.

These saints seemed to have suddenly lost their backbone.

Lao Tzu slowly opened his eyes, a complex expression flashing in them.

He glanced westward, where the sacred grounds for receiving guidance lay.

“Junior Brother Jieyin, your origin has been damaged, and your Dao heart is in great turmoil. Why don’t you come with me to Taiqing Heaven to rest and recuperate?”

Lao Tzu's suggestion sounds like he was concerned.

But Jieyin sensed something else in it.

He gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

"No need."

"This humble Taoist priest... wishes to be alone for a while."

After saying this, the Sage of Guidance did not wait for Laozi and Yuanshi to say anything more. With a sway of his body, he staggered away from Zixiao Palace.

That figure was desolate and forlorn, devoid of any trace of the majesty of a saint.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked in the direction where Jieyin had left, his expression complex.

Lao Tzu, however, could only sigh softly.

"Junior brother, things have come to this point, there is no need for us to say anything more."

"We should return to the dojo first and restrain our disciples so that they do not have any further entanglement with the human race or Gu Changqing."

Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent.

He thought of his sect, Chan Sect, and his disciples.

In the end, he could only nod helplessly.

After the two sages departed one after another, the vast Zixiao Palace returned to its former emptiness and coldness, as if nothing had ever happened.

……

The primordial world!

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and the other twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were restless.

Their own teacher, Yuanshi Tianzun, went to Zixiao Palace with the Dao Ancestor.

But that terrifying battle between saints still left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

Especially Gu Changqing's final sword strike.

That sword strike seemed to annihilate even their souls.

"Senior brother, we don't know what the outcome will be for our teacher's journey."

Chi Jingzi spoke with a worried expression.

Guang Chengzi, as the eldest disciple, also had a solemn expression on his face at this moment.

"Just wait patiently. The teacher is a sage of the Heavenly Dao, and with the Dao Ancestor present, there will surely be no problem."

That being said, his words were filled with uncertainty.

Just now.

A figure appeared out of thin air in the main hall of Jade Void Palace.

It was none other than the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

"We respectfully welcome our teacher back to the palace!"

Upon seeing this, the Twelve Golden Immortals immediately rose and bowed.

But when they saw the state of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, everyone's hearts sank.

The majesty and indifference of the past were gone from the face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable. In its place was a deep weariness and a trace of... undisguised fear.

"Listen to my command!"

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't waste any words and spoke directly.

"From this day forward, the mountain is sealed off! All disciples of the Chan Sect are forbidden from stepping out of Kunlun Mountain!"

"Recall all disciples active among humans and sever all ties with the human race!"

"No one is allowed to discuss or get involved in anything related to Gu Changqing!"

boom!

The three decrees issued by the Primordial Celestial Venerable were like thunderclaps, exploding in the ears of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Mountain closed?

Sever ties with humanity?

This is an extremely serious matter!

Guang Chengzi was shocked and couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Teacher! This...this is why? I, Chanjiao..."

"shut up!"

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly roared, interrupting Guangchengzi's words.

A terrifying aura of a saint descended instantly, making the twelve Golden Immortals gasp for breath.

"Do I need to explain my decree to you?!"

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was filled with unprecedented rage and a hint of hysteria.

"Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the Chan Sect!"

The twelve Golden Immortals fell silent, not daring to utter another word, and knelt down on the ground.

"Disciple... obeys!"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at his disciples kneeling on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

He closed his eyes, but the astonishing power of Gu Changqing's sword strike and the extremely solemn words of Dao Ancestor Hongjun involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

A crushing defeat from a higher dimension...

Even the Heavenly Dao is not omnipotent...

These words were like sharp thorns, deeply embedded in his sacred heart.