Chapter 351

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was also extremely grim; he never expected Jiuli Sun to dare deceive him.

Seeing the grim expressions of Grand Purity Old Lord and Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu felt quite pleased in his heart.

"Elder brother, what else do you and Yuanshi have to say?"

Grand Purity Old Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not speak; this matter originally had nothing to do with him.

He merely came to speak up for Yuanshi; now that a problem has arisen, we should first see how Yuanshi Tianzun will handle it.

But this also let Grand Purity Old Lord understand that the Jie Sect is not a bunch of simple-minded folks.

Tongtian Jiaozhu is no longer the Tongtian Jiaozhu in his impression; dealing with the Jie Sect will probably not be easy.

But how the Investiture of the Gods will develop, how the Ren Sect and the Jie Sect will fight to the death.

Grand Purity Old Lord can afford to lose; the Ren Sect has only one disciple, Xuandu, and as long as he stays by his side, there is no need to worry about falling in the Great Calamity.

Unlike Yuanshi and Tongtian, if they lose, it will damage their foundations, leaving no chance to rise again.

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his tone stern: "Even if Jiuli Sun and the Lingbao Grand Master struck first, so what? They are the Twelve Golden Immortals of my Ren Sect, with deep blessings—how could those fur‑and‑horn clad rabble of your Jie Sect compare?"

"You actually killed the Lingbao Grand Master over a Luo Xuan! Quickly hand over the Three Xiao, so they can accompany the Lingbao Grand Master in burial, and then we'll let this slide!"

Tongtian Jiaozhu's brows furrowed slightly, a hint of anger appearing on his face.

"Yuanshi, you think quite nicely, but as a saint you can't afford to lose—still you're so shameless, repeatedly insulting my disciples; if you want to make a scene here, I, Tongtian Jiaozhu, will accompany you to the end."

Yuanshi Tianzun's face turned green with rage, he glared angrily, the fire in his eyes seeming about to erupt: "Nonsense! Tongtian, you dare speak to me like this!"

Grand Purity Old Lord closed his eyes slightly to rest his spirit, calmed his emotions, then opened his mouth: "Third brother, must we really come to this point?"

Faced with the pressing Grand Purity Old Lord and Yuanshi, Tongtian Jiaozhu let out a cold snort.

"Elder brother, we had agreed before, yet now you blame me together with Yuanshi."

Grand Purity Old Lord frowned slightly.

"Third brother, it's true we had an agreement, but the Ren Sect must preside over the Investiture of the Gods; lacking one of the Twelve Golden Immortals will affect whether the Investiture proceeds smoothly, and the Three Xiao really shouldn't have killed the Lingbao Grand Master."

Hearing this, Tongtian Jiaozhu couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha..."

In the laughter lay a mixture of complex, hard-to-fathom emotions.

There was grief and indignation, helplessness, disappointment, and even deeper resolve.

He laughed at his own naivety, thinking the bond among the Three Purities was as solid as a rock, eternal and unchanging.

He laughed at himself for being blinded by the so-called brotherly affection, failing to see the true faces of his two elder brothers.

In this unrestrained laughter, Tongtian Jiaozhu seemed to want to vent all the pent‑up frustration and anger that had accumulated in his heart.

Each peal of laughter carried endless sorrow and the vicissitudes of time.

He actually ought to thank this Investiture of the Gods Great Calamity, for it let him see the true faces of his two elder brothers; otherwise he would have remained immersed in past false affection.

"Elder brother, second brother, this is the last time I will address you like this."

"Today I will sever the karma between the Three Purities; from now on we will have no ties with each other. Since you do not observe the rules, let the Investiture of the Gods be settled by each according to their own abilities."

Having said that, a chilling sword intent surged from Tongtian Jiaozhu's body, a terrifying aura sweeping heaven and earth, and the Azure Duckweed Sword appeared in his hand.

"I, Tongtian Jiaozhu, today wield my sword to sever the karma of the Three Purities; I hope the Great Dao will bear witness!" Tongtian Jiaozhu's voice echoed through heaven and earth, like a great bell, shaking the entire universe.

As he spoke, Tongtian Jiaozhu swung a sword toward the firmament; the sword qi arced like a rainbow, the terrifying sword intent directly rending the void, shattering primordial chaos, and surging toward the river of time.

In the river of time, the connections, past bonds, and that invisible karmic thread between the Three Purities were all completely severed beneath this sword.

Boom!

Wind and clouds changed color, the mournful cry of heaven and earth echoed throughout the universe.

Grand Purity Old Lord's brows furrowed slightly.

He could feel the karma and connection with Tongtian Jiaozhu abruptly severed; at this moment Tongtian Jiaozhu had no further ties with them.

"Alas..." he let out a deep, long sigh.

Yuanshi Tianzun gave a cold snort.

"Tongtian Jiaozhu, very well; this is your own choice, so do not blame us for being ruthless from now on!"

……

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Daozu, with profound light above his head, sat cross-legged on a futon.

Endless Dao patterns twined around his body, laws circulating, when he suddenly opened his eyes slightly.

His eyes held neither sorrow nor joy.

"Tongtian Jiaozhu actually severed the bond of the Three Purities?"

"Although we knew the Three Purities would inevitably fall out in the Investiture of the Gods, Tongtian Jiaozhu's severing of their karma was somewhat unexpected, but as long as it does not affect the Investiture, it remains within controllable limits."

Hongjun Daozu no longer paid attention to the affairs of Tongtian Jiaozhu, Grand Purity Old Lord, and Yuanshi Tianzun, and again closed his eyes to meditate.

……

Primordial earth.

Somewhere.

Jieyin and Zhunti, taking advantage of the opportunity to assist the Ren Sect, were still searching throughout the East for kramically affiliated individuals and treasures.

Upon hearing that Tongtian Jiaozhu had announced to the Great Dao that he was severing the karma between the Three Purities.

Zhunti smiled slightly and glanced at Jieyin beside him.

"Senior brother, Tongtian Jiaozhu actually severed the karma between the Three Purities; from now on the Three Purities will no longer be three individuals, which will be advantageous for our future endeavors in the East."

Jieyin pressed his palms together and nodded slightly: "I cannot deny that Tongtian Jiaozhu has great resolve, but since our Western rise originated in the Jie Sect, Tongtian Jiaozhu is destined to become a stumbling block for us."

"But there is a problem now: with the Three Purities split, the Investiture of the Gods will inevitably come into the open; Tongtian Jiaozhu will no longer harbor feelings for the Three Purities, the Jie Sect will surely go all out, the Ren Sect cannot possibly join the war, and relying solely on the Ren Sect we cannot stand against the Jie Sect."

Zhunti pondered: "What the senior brother said is reasonable, but beneath saints all are ants; facing even more disciples of the saintly Jie Sect is useless, for Tongtian Jiaozhu's Slay-Immortals Sword Formation cannot be broken except by the four saints—this is our opportunity to raise the price."

Jieyin looked at Zhunti, they exchanged a smile: "Good, when Elder Brother Yuanshi comes to ask us to act, we must negotiate the price well."

……

Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa gazed into the chaotic void outside the palace, while Jin Ning stood by her side.

Tong Tian brandished his sword, cutting off the proclamation of the Three Pure Ones' karma, and it also spread from the Primordial.

As the sword fell, the bond among Tong Tian, Taiqing, and Yuanshi of the Three Pure Ones was completely severed.

Nuwa let out a soft sigh.

"I never expected that a great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods would drive the Three Pure Ones to this point."

For a moment, her feelings were complex.

The Primordial Heavenly Dao saints appear to be the pinnacle of Primordial power, yet above them still presses Hongjun.

Hongjun's words represent the will of the Heavenly Dao; no saint dares to defy them.

……

Wan Shou Mountain.

Wuzhuang Guan.

Zhenyuanzi raised his head to gaze at the boundless void.

His heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Back when they listened to the Dao at the Zixiao Palace, among the myriad mortals, the Three Pure Ones were extraordinarily eye-catching, a presence that drew attention.

Sharing the same breath and branches, the three were as one entity.

But I never expected that the Three Pure Ones, transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit, would end up like this.

Such a relationship cannot withstand the test of time.

Zhenyuanzi began to scrutinize this Great Calamity that sweeps across the Three Teachings.