Chaos Spirit Field

After Nuwa and Zhunti left, Jie Yin did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he said, "My three fellow Taoists, what the leader of the Styx said makes sense. I will take my leave now." After that, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Tongtian Patriarch looked in the direction where the Guide Saint had left and asked doubtfully, "Big Brother, what does the Guide Saint mean by this?"

Sage Laozi sighed and said slowly, "Junior Brother Tongtian, who do you want to control this world? Daozu Hongjun or Pangu?"

Tongtian Patriarch pondered for a moment and replied, "Hongjun and Pangu are both too strong. I think Zhunti Taoist is quite good."

Yuanshi Tianzun said with emotion: "Junior Brother Tongtian, your idea is good, but the chances of Zhunti Taoist are the slimmest."

Tongtian Patriarch responded: "How do you know he can't do it if you don't try? Maybe a miracle will happen."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded in agreement: "That's true, it's not a bad idea to give it a try."

The three saints smiled at each other, but their hearts were filled with bitterness. Their identities meant that they were destined to be unable to control this world and could only serve as a tool for others.

Nuwa returned to the Wa Palace, her heart pounding. Before escaping, the Styx leader revealed the truth about the catastrophe in the Three Realms. After all, who would want to be a servant when they had the chance to be the master? After careful consideration, she finally gave up the tempting idea. She had no chance of controlling this world at all, so she decided to just stay a saint.

After returning to the Three-Star Cave of the Slanting Moon on Fangcun Mountain, Zhunti's heart remained restless for a long time. After careful consideration, he decided to give up the idea of vying for the throne. Even if the Three Pure Ones fully supported him to ascend to the throne, his chances were very slim. Giving up everything for something so illusory was not worth it.

Inside the imperial palace of the Zhao capital, Zhao Yunlong listened to the words of the Guide Saint. He couldn't help but frown and mutter to himself, "Wu really knows how to cause trouble."

The Saint Jie Yin said, "Fellow Daoist, should we be wary of Lady Nuwa and Saint Zhunti?"

Zhao Yunlong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He slowly said, "Why be on guard? There's no way they can be my opponent. The Three Pure Ones would never support Nuwa, and the Sage Zhunti is a hopeless case, so there's nothing to fear. As for Zhao Yunfei, he only has brute force, so his chances of winning aren't great either. The biggest variable is probably my unpredictable father."

The Guide Saint frowned and said with a look of worry, "Fellow Daoist, Wu's conspiracy has disturbed the hearts of the saints and added many variables to the catastrophe of the Three Realms. If the world is gone, everything will be over."

Zhao Yunlong, however, appeared nonchalant and responded nonchalantly, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry too much. Wu's resort to scheming simply proves he's lost confidence and no longer has the assurance of victory. I suspect his clones were destroyed, creating a sense of crisis. The God of Destruction has begun to employ tactics; he's already showing signs of fear before the battle itself, so there's no need to be afraid."

The Saint Jieyin showed a puzzled look on his face and asked in confusion, "Fellow Daoist, as far as I know, no one in the Three Realms should be able to destroy the incarnation of the God of Destruction, right?"

Zhao Yunlong shook his head slightly and replied firmly, "Fellow Daoist, you've forgotten my father, Zhao Shanhe. If he were to return, it would be easy for him to destroy the God of Destruction's clone."

The Saint Jie Yin was even more puzzled. He said, "Zhao Shanhe cannot control this world, so why did he come back?"

Zhao Yunlong said, "My father takes relationships very seriously. If he's safe and sound, he'll definitely come back to visit. If you want to know if he's in the Three Realms, you can check to see if there are any changes in the Moon Palace or the Mountain and River Samsara Disk."

The Saint Jie Yin pondered for a moment and said, "The Mountain and River Samsara Disk is still silent and cannot be explored. The Moon Palace is still shrouded in the moonlight, and there is nothing unusual."

Zhao Yunlong was puzzled. He muttered to himself, "This shouldn't be the case. A mysterious Li Xiaoyao once appeared beside my fourth sister. If it wasn't my father, who else could it be? Fellow Daoist, please keep an eye on the group heading west to see if anything unusual has happened."

The Saint Jie Yin pondered for a moment and said, "Sun Dasheng regained his original memory from the golden cudgel. I wonder if that counts."

Zhao Yunlong said, "It's hard to say, probably not."

Zhao Shanhe in the dimensional space felt a little emotional. His eldest son Zhao Yunlong was much smarter now than before, but it was a pity that he was too smart and not very popular. His daughter was still the best.

Zhao Yunduo was a little depressed. Long Shisi and Sun Dasheng were both chatterboxes. They always had endless things to say and asked a lot of questions.

Long Shisi asked, "Junior Sister Yun Duo, may I ask, how old are you this year?"

Zhao Yunduo replied, "Fourteenth Senior Brother, you are very presumptuous. How can a woman's age be disclosed casually? Why are you asking this?"

Long Shisi replied, "I heard from my senior brother that you haven't yet overcome the thunder tribulation. I'm a little puzzled. What kind of aptitude do you have? Why can't you become an immortal even after thousands of years of cultivation?"

Zhao Yunduo said, "I'm only twenty years old this year and have just started practicing. It's not normal that I haven't become an immortal yet."

Long Shisi looked around warily and said in a sly voice, "Junior Sister Yun Duo, didn't your father disappear a thousand years ago? How come you're only twenty years old?"

Zhao Yunduo said dissatisfiedly: "Long Shisi, what do you mean by that? I stayed in my mother's womb for one thousand and twenty-four years, isn't that enough?"

Long Shisi said angrily, "Junior Sister Yunduo, I didn't mean any harm. I thought Master had returned. Humans generally have a ten-month pregnancy. There was a fellow named Nezha who stayed in his mother's womb for three years and six months. He was born with immense strength and magical powers. At the age of seven, he killed Ao Bing, the Third Prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. Junior Sister, what magical powers did you have when you were born?"

Zhao Yunduo didn't know whether to reveal her spatial ability. She was stunned. Sun Dasheng said, "Sixth Junior Brother, Junior Sister Yunduo is much stronger than Nezha. Back then, Ao Bing was only at the Celestial Immortal level, but she still defeated a Daluo Jinxian-level loach like you."

Long Shisi stubbornly said, "I'm just not prepared. Junior Sister Yun Duo, try hitting me with all your strength again."

Zhao Yunduo said jokingly, "Forget it. If I hurt you, who will carry me west? I only used 20% of my strength that time. You don't seem to be very resistant to beatings."

Long Shisi felt his scalp tingle upon hearing this. He said angrily, "Junior Sister Yun Duo, you are right. I, your senior brother, really need to act as your footstool and I really can't fight. Why not try it with your senior brother? He's more resistant to beatings."

Sun Dasheng quickly retorted: "Bastard Dragon, are you itching for some help? Do you want me to loosen up your muscles?"

Zhao Yunduo saw the two of them arguing with each other, and she couldn't help but say, "Can you guys be quiet for a moment?"