novelapdf Chapter 78 The Invisible Harm
Chapter 78 The Invisible Harm
Chapter 78 The Invisible Harm
Without giving the powerful beings a chance to continue thinking or be jealous of the Styx, Hongjun began to preach, which made them all focus their minds and listen to his teachings.
When Hongjun preached, it was naturally a whirlwind of phenomena, with golden lotuses springing from the ground and all sorts of extraordinary signs of sainthood appearing one after another. In particular, with the gathering of a large amount of fortune during the first and second sermons at Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's realm was even greater than before, and this sermon was more profound than ever before.
This time, many powerful beings found Hongjun's teachings extremely obscure and difficult to understand from the very beginning, thus failing to enter the realm of enlightenment. As a result, they were even unable to absorb the magical golden lotuses falling from the sky and surging from the ground.
They could sense that the Dao Ancestor had already fully manifested the sage's way of the three thousand great Daos, but they simply could not comprehend it. This was akin to letting a starving person see a table full of delicacies but not be able to eat them, which was extremely cruel.
But that's reality; if you can't understand it, you just can't understand it.
In that brief moment, many powerful cultivators had their Dao hearts shattered, feeling hopeless about attaining enlightenment. Their wailing and lamentation echoed throughout the Purple Cloud Palace, their cries so mournful they could rouse even the hidden dragons of the deepest valleys.
Styx listened with great interest, absorbing the essence of the sage's path and verifying it with the Great Dao he cultivated. Of course he could understand it; his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm. If he couldn't understand it, then no one in the entire Purple Cloud Palace could.
At the same time, within Styx's primordial spirit, the Chaos Pearl, the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc, and the Primordial Purple Qi may have resonated somewhat with the Dao of the Sage, together emitting boundless Dao rhyme to assist Styx in comprehending the Great Dao. This gave Styx a feeling of invincibility for a moment. Although this time he was listening to the Dao of the Sage, which was countless times more profound than the Dao of Quasi-Sage and Great Luo, it was easier than the previous times.
Countless golden lotuses, imbued with the essence of Dao, surged towards the Styx River like carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, as if this was the best possible destination for them.
Unbeknownst to many, this has caused severe psychological damage to many powerful individuals. One side sees a treasure mountain but can only guard it in vain, unable to enter, while the other side, simply by comprehending the Dao, can gain the favor of many Daoist charms, and even have many golden lotuses containing Daoist charms "rushing" to enter their bodies.
Who could bear such a comparison? Although those who can enter the Purple Cloud Palace must at least be at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and their mental state is already extraordinary, when it comes to the Great Dao they cultivate, and everything they have pursued for countless years, who can guarantee that they can maintain a calm mind at this moment?
Moreover, precisely because they are all Great Immortals, the protagonists in their own or many other stories of great supernatural beings, the burdens they carry make it even more painful for them to face this disparity.
Soon, apart from those powerful beings who couldn't understand it from the beginning, some of the great supernatural beings began to withdraw from their state of enlightenment, weeping bitterly, or feeling heartbroken and full of regret.
Once you retreat, you can no longer enter that state of enlightenment, and you will no longer be able to connect with all the great Dao that the Dao Ancestor revealed in the most valuable third sermon.
This retreat might mean losing even the last chance to attain the Primordial Chaos realm.
Their inner convictions may still drive them to continue their cultivation, to the point of becoming Great Immortals and entering the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao. Not one of them has not persevered through countless years. But reason will tell them that it's all over, because there are very few fools here.
Burning Lamp was one of the great beings who had awakened. He was engrossed in comprehending the many profound mysteries of the Great Dao, but suddenly, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. He could still sense the mysteries of the Great Dao of the Sages, but he could no longer understand them.
In an instant, Ran Deng felt utterly hopeless.
"It's time to make plans for my future." Randeng thought to himself. Randeng was extremely smart. He first joined the Chan Sect to avoid the Lich War, and then obtained the magic weapon Dinghai Pearl after the Investiture of the Gods.
After the Investiture of the Gods, the friendship between the Three Pure Ones was completely broken, so he switched to the Western Sect. Even though he later stepped down from the position of leader of the Western Sect, he was still Dipankara Buddha, a past Buddha revered by everyone in Mount Ling!
His honor was among the best of the three thousand guests of Zixiao, far surpassing that of the great supernatural beings who had perished in the Lich War, or the demon race powerhouses who were barely clinging to life.
Given his cultivation level, the fact that he was able to achieve this is a significant leap in his status, demonstrating the power of his methods.
Many people only saw Ran Deng jumping back and forth between various forces, but very few people could see that under the irreversible trend, he found a way out for himself in another way.
At this moment, observing the grand scheme of things in the prehistoric world, it seems that another great calamity is about to be born. The power of the Wu tribe is terrifying. Emperor Jun, the Three Pure Ones, and others will never sit idly by and watch the Wu tribe unify the prehistoric world. Nor will all the spirits of the prehistoric world be willing to be enslaved by the Wu tribe. With irreconcilable conflicts, it is not surprising that war will eventually break out.
The thought of those who might be affected by this war sent chills down Ran Deng's spine.
Because dragging those people down with us means dragging the entire prehistoric world down with us, and at that time, very few people will be able to escape from this great war.
Clearly, after a moment of contemplation and careful consideration, Ran Deng realized that he could not do it.
He needs to find a powerful backer, otherwise this great calamity might be his downfall.
Burning Lamp's gaze first fell on Dao Ancestor's disciples. At this moment, they were all immersed in enlightenment, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
Although the Three Pure Ones are good, they are currently embroiled in the struggle with the Twelve Ancestral Witches over the rightful lineage of Pangu. Perhaps they will also become saints in the future, but if they join the Three Pure Ones, they will probably become cannon fodder before that, just like Kunpeng.
Thinking of the methods of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Randeng shook his head.
Thinking of the methods of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Randeng shook his head.
If Fuxi and Dijun were to unite and choose Nuwa, it would probably be better to choose the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti and Jieyin.
The West today is incomparable to the West after the Investiture of the Gods, which had attracted a large number of talents from the Jie Sect and had two saints in charge. After some time of management by Zhunti and Jieyin, it had recovered a lot of vitality. Zhunti and Jieyin were indeed difficult to be involved in the Great Tribulation of the Primordial World because no one in the West looked up to them. But it was precisely for this reason that they could not go to them for refuge.
The West is so poor that even the Great Calamity cannot reach it. How can he have a good life there?
If he doesn't become a saint, he should at least be certified as a quasi-saint. Why would he need to be certified as a quasi-saint in the West?
Considering the way Zhunti and Jieyin act, it would be a miracle if their spiritual lamps weren't taken out.
As he pondered, Ran Deng's gaze unconsciously drifted to a certain person—