Chapter 1495: Where Is Not the Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods

"Sigh!"

When the banquet ended, Wudang Holy Mother returned to her own Imperial Palace. With a single thought, she drew upon the power of the boundless stars, accumulating her own magic power.

Yet in her heart she was still mulling over the words of her two fellow disciples.

They've changed!

They've all changed!

Not long after ascending to the Heavenly Court, the host of immortals of the Jiao Sect changed.

People who in the past were clearly pure of heart and few in desire now chased fame and fortune, greedy for pleasure.

All the things of yesterday seemed like a dream.

She could no longer tell whether the Jiao Sect immortals drunk on fame and fortune today were real, or the pure-hearted, few-desiring Jiao Sect immortals of the past were real.

This question plunged him into bewilderment.

Suddenly, her heart gave a jolt. She stopped drawing in the power of the stars, looked up at the sky, and her expression changed drastically.

In truth, had she herself not changed?

Returning to her Imperial Palace and unconsciously drawing on the power of the boundless stars to cultivate—this was one of the prerogatives she gained after becoming a Great Emperor.

She appeared not to be drunk on delicacies, not drunk on the joy of commanding all living beings, but in truth she too was mired in fame and fortune.

On the surface, the former seemed a touch lower, the latter a touch higher.

But in truth there was no difference between them—both were merely brought about by power.

"I urged my fellow cultivators to cultivate the mind, yet never expected that I myself had long been drunk within it as well?" Cold sweat streamed down Wudang Holy Mother's back.

The right to draw on the power of the stars of the entire heavens, the convenience of the Six Imperial Rulers being closer to the Dao's laws—was she not equally drunk on them?

"The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation?" Wudang Holy Mother suddenly understood. "It seems killing tribulations are not the only tribulations. Isn't this power that corrodes the Dao-heart also a kind of tribulation?"

"Avoid it? How can one even speak of avoiding it?"

The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation encompasses the Three Realms and Six Paths; every place in the mortal world is a tribulation.

Having awakened, Wudang Holy Mother pondered for a while, and felt only that her heart and spirit were clear and bright, her Dao cultivation greatly advanced.

The progress of a single awakening was stronger than that of the past thousand years, as if her heart and spirit had undergone a qualitative leap.

But she did not dare feel glad.

"Is this also not a tribulation?"

At this moment, she was like a bird startled by the twang of a bow.

Become a Saint!

This thought surfaced in her heart.

Only by becoming a Saint could one grasp one's own destiny.

Thinking of this, Wudang Holy Mother's Dao-heart became firm, and she slowly began to cultivate.

Even if the path ahead was a tribulation, she could no longer care.

……

Kunlun.

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked toward the cave-dwellings of the Twelve Jin Xian of the Chan Sect, his expression exceedingly complex.

He had originally thought that Randeng leading his disciples to cause trouble would let them show off a little.

In the end, this battle had thrown away all face for the Chan Sect.

If it were only that, it wouldn't matter much.

He, Yuan Shi Tianzun, was not someone who couldn't afford to lose.

The key was that both the Twelve Jin Xian of the Chan Sect and Randeng seemed to have been scared out of their wits, with problems in their Dao-hearts.

"This won't do, 々." Yuan Shi Tianzun's thoughts raced. "If this goes on, won't all these disciples be beyond saving?"

At the thought of this, Yuan Shi Tianzun got a headache.

This absolutely would not do.

If none of I, Yuan Shi Tianzun's disciples amounted to anything, would there be any face left to speak of?

"What to do?"

"Take on some third-generation disciples?"

Western Pure Land.

Zhunti Daoist's face turned bitter.

Jie Yin sighed: "This trip actually went awry. That Jin Ao Island actually had experts as numerous as clouds. Not only did we fail to provoke the Jiao Sect's wrath, we instead struck down some of the people we had our eyes on so badly they couldn't lift their heads. Sigh… Junior brother, make another trip and bestow some karmic affinities upon Cihang and the others. These people absolutely cannot be lost."

Zhunti frowned: "Senior brother, our Western Sect doesn't have many spiritual items. Scattering them out, who knows whether we'll recoup our costs."

Jie Yin shook his head: "Spiritual items are mere things—what use are they to us Saints? If we can attract some worthy talents, it won't be a loss. We can't be calculating about these things now. Otherwise, what good is merely keeping some spiritual items in hand?"

Jie Yin nodded: "Senior brother speaks rightly."

Palace of Purple Tenuity.

Hong Jun gazed at the heavens and earth, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Jade Disc of Creation in his hand trembled, and even the Purple Tenuity Dao Palace was sealed off by ten thousand laws.

For one who is not the creator of heaven and earth, refining the Jade Disc of Creation of a high-grade Great Chiliocosm is no easy matter.

At this moment, the once-docile Jade Disc of Creation once again went into a frenzy.

"Hmph!"

"A mere desperate struggle. Trifling mortal affairs—how could they possibly affect the局势 of heaven and earth? This poor Daoist has laid out his plans across ten thousand ages; how could some petty tricks possibly break them?"

"In at most another thousand years, the final tribulation will be complete. No one in the mortal world will be able to provide you with even a shred of power anymore."

The power of the Heavenly Dao originates from all living beings.

To master the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun naturally had to weaken all living beings and cut off the source of the Heavenly Dao's power.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao would be too strong to control at all.

In the primordial era, he weakened the Demon race, the Dragon race, the Wu race, and those with great divine abilities.

Later he weakened the Human race — those Human race experts who could originally have cultivated into top-tier powerhouses no longer had any chance to cultivate.

Although the Human race still retained the nominal position of Heaven and Earth's overlord, in reality it had no corresponding experts to match.

Of course, the experts here naturally need not mention the Three Saints within the Fire Cloud Cave.

If the Human race has no crisis of extermination, the experts who come out are of no use whatsoever.

These people have already been killed off by Hongjun!

Now the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods appears, on the surface, to be weakening the Human King's authority.

In fact, it is not.

Whether it be the Human King's destiny or his cultivation base, both were already stripped clean long ago.

What needs to be weakened now is actually the Saints of the various sects.

Only when the Saints of the various sects are weakened will mastering the Heavenly Dao be a smooth road.

Boom!

As if it knew its own fate, the Heavenly Dao's resistance grew even more violent.

A moment later, it收敛ed again.

Hongjun laughed and said: ". ˇ It's good that you've submitted. As long as you obediently obey orders, why would I need to erase the Heavenly Dao's consciousness!"

He thought the Heavenly Dao had yielded.

In fact, at this moment, the heavenly secrets of the entire Investiture of the Gods world had become even more chaotic.

And beneath this chaotic heavenly secret, Yun Xiao, Zhao Gongming, and Tong Tian felt their own destiny surge dramatically.

"This is?"

Yun Xiao sat on the Three Xiandao, her expression changing as she looked up at the sky. Many realizations suddenly arose in her heart: "It is (Nuo Qian Hao) a blessing bestowed by the Heavenly Dao. Does it wish to borrow my hand to expel Hongjun?"

Having understood the Heavenly Dao's meaning, Yun Xiao was instantly speechless.

This is simply an impossible mission.

Hongjun — that is a powerhouse from the primordial era; he became a Saint goodness-knows-how-many years ago.