novelapdf Chapter 20: Hongjun Makes His Move, Primordial Purple Qi
Chapter 20: Hongjun Makes His Move, Primordial Purple Qi
"Eldest brother, third brother, why are you doing this? That's the chance to become a saint!"
Yuanshi caught up with Laozi and his companion.
He truly couldn't understand how the two of them could so easily disregard the opportunity to become saints.
Isn't the purpose of spiritual practice to attain enlightenment?
Lao Tzu said without turning his head, "Our previous injuries were thanks to him."
"What?"
Yuan Shi paused, staring at the two of them in disbelief.
Is it a gift from a saint?
How is that possible?
Yuanshi instinctively asked, "Why have you offended the Sage?"
Lao Tzu: "..."
Tongtian: "..."
Come to think of it, who would have thought that a sage would attack them without cause?
It can't be said that it was without cause.
Hongjun clearly had some scheme against them, but that senior exposed it, which is why he disregarded his image as a saint and attacked them.
The dignified lineage of Pangu has been reduced to being a pawn of others. How could Laozi and Tongtian be willing to accept this?
Nuwa caught up at this moment: "You two, would you like to come together?"
Laozi and Tongtian clearly received guidance from that senior, and their destinies are quite similar, so they might be able to cooperate or travel together.
Lao Tzu nodded: "Excellent!"
Tongtian then looked at Yuanshi and said, "Second brother, you should return to Kunlun Mountain first. I suggest you don't get involved in the extermination of the witches."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi's expression darkened.
The eldest and third brothers had offended the sage for some unknown reason, and logically he should have stood on the same side as them to deal with the situation.
But... that's the key to becoming a saint.
Laozi and his two companions paid little attention to the struggling Yuanshi, and parted ways with him after entering the prehistoric world.
Upon arriving at a deserted place, the three exchanged a glance.
The three bowed respectfully to the void, their voices respectful yet filled with urgency: "Laozi/Tongtian/Nuwa, request an audience with Daoist Wuchen."
"snort!"
A chilling snort suddenly rang in the ears of the three, and three condensed, tangible purple rays shot down from the sky.
The three didn't even have time to use their magic to stop them.
The purple aura instantly pierced through their protective spiritual light, penetrating directly into the depths of their brows. It silently merged into their primordial spirit.
"It's Hongjun!"
Nuwa clenched her teeth, almost squeezing out the three words from between them, her eyes surging with boundless anger and fear.
Although she didn't know what the purple aura was, she knew that Hongjun's actions must have been malicious.
Laozi and Tongtian also frowned, their Daoist auras became stagnant, and the air around them seemed to freeze.
They secretly channeled all their magical power, trying their best to expel the purple light from their primordial spirits.
No matter how much they activated their magic, the purple light remained completely still.
Like a stubborn rock rooted in the primordial spirit, it never even trembled, but instead seemed to have a hidden backlash.
"Buzz!"
Just when the three were at their wits' end, a spatial vortex suddenly appeared before them.
Within the vortex, spiritual light swirled, and the Dustless Daoist, dressed in a translucent white immortal robe, sat cross-legged on the illusory lotus platform opposite the vortex, his eyes slightly closed.
He was surrounded by a faint aura of order and purity, seemingly detached from worldly affairs yet possessing an inviolable majesty.
The three exchanged glances, each seeing urgency and hope in the other's eyes. Without further hesitation, they stepped into the spatial vortex together.
The next second, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, and they found themselves on Fangzhang Immortal Island, in the Wuchen Palace.
"We have met the Venerable Wuchen."
The three of them dared not be negligent in the slightest. They all bowed deeply, their posture respectful, their eyes full of pleading for help.
"Rise."
Wuchen gently waved his sleeve, and a gentle breeze lifted the three of them up. He glanced at them and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
"It seems that the three of you ultimately couldn't escape his control after all."
He could tell at a glance that the three of them had all reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and had obviously just returned from listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace.
The fact that they rushed to find him as soon as they left Zixiao Palace suggests that they did not go there voluntarily; they were most likely forcibly abducted by Hongjun.
Hongjun's actions truly show no regard for the image of a saint.
Nuwa raised her head and bowed again: "Daoist Venerable, in your wisdom, Hongjun suddenly attacked, unleashing three beams of purple light that forcibly merged into our primordial spirits. We are unable to expel them. May I ask, Daoist Venerable, what exactly were those three beams of purple light?"
Upon hearing this, Wuchen was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He never expected that Hongjun would be so decisive, forcibly giving the Primordial Purple Qi to the three of them ahead of time.
That was the opportunity to become a saint, but it was also the most solid shackle of the Heavenly Dao.
Once tainted, it's difficult to escape; one can only become a pawn of Heaven's Way, manipulated by Hongjun.
After a moment of contemplation, Wuchen slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of heaviness.
"That is the Primordial Purple Qi, an opportunity to become a saint, but also a shackle of the Heavenly Dao. Once it is integrated into the primordial spirit, it will be closely connected with the Heavenly Dao."
From now on, your every word and action will be controlled by the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, and you will have little autonomy left.
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Nuwa and the other two turned deathly pale, their expressions suddenly contorted, and their eyes churned with overwhelming resentment and despair.
They have cultivated themselves for countless years, seeking only to break free from constraints and attain the Great Dao.
But now, he has been tricked by Hongjun and has been forced to put the shackles of the Heavenly Dao on his head. His path to enlightenment has become a pipe dream, and he will even lose his own freedom.
Laozi suppressed the turmoil in his heart, cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask the Daoist Master, is there any way for us to break this? I beg the Daoist Master to guide me through this predicament."
His tone was earnest, and his entire body trembled slightly with the aura of Dao.
Tongtian looked at Wuchen with anticipation in his eyes.
As the true descendant of Pangu, he had his own pride and could not willingly become someone else's puppet, especially the puppet of the Father God's mortal enemy.
Wuchen looked at the despair on the faces of the three people and sighed inwardly.
He slowly raised his hand, and a gentle, pure energy flowed from his fingertips and then into Laozi's brow.
He wanted to see if the Primordial Purple Qi was as powerful as the legends said.
Lao Tzu did not offer any resistance.
The pure energy of the rules slowly seeped into Laozi's primordial spirit, and Wuchen's divine sense followed closely behind, carefully touching the primordial purple energy.
But the moment his divine sense touched the purple light, a vast and boundless pressure of the Heavenly Dao suddenly erupted, backlashing against his divine sense.
The oppressive aura was cold and domineering, carrying an irresistible will, as if it wanted to crush his divine sense.
Wuchen frowned and quickly circulated all his magical power to resist the backlash.
At the same time, he increased the output of his divine sense, attempting to shake the foundation of the Primordial Purple Qi, and even to separate it from Laozi's primordial spirit.
No matter how hard he tried, the Primordial Purple Qi remained as stable as Mount Tai.
The Primordial Purple Qi was surrounded by a dense power of the Heavenly Dao, like an impenetrable wall, which could not be shaken in the slightest.
Not only that.
As if possessing its own consciousness, the Primordial Purple Qi, upon sensing his intention, suddenly unleashed an incomparably powerful Heavenly Dao force.