Chapter 626

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun slowly closed his eyes.

His aura had deepened yet another degree compared to before.

That path leading above the Saint realm seemed to have been pushed forward by him another small step.

His gaze pierced through endless Chaos, looking toward the Great Wasteland earth.

Pangu's Dao...

Still missing the final piece of the puzzle.

His sight finally settled upon that solitary and resolute figure walking step by step toward the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Wu Clan's Ancestral Witch of Earth, Hou Tu.

Hongjun's indifferent eyes watched Hou Tu's every move.

The corner of his mouth curled into an extremely subtle arc.

"Pangu's compassion... is more useful than Pangu's brute force."

He watched the gathering Yuan Hun behind Hou Tu, watched her walk step by step toward the Blood Sea, toward the chess game he had just set up.

He knew he did not need to do anything.

The Heavenly Mandate and Great Trend, plus Hou Tu's own "Dao," would push her toward that sole outcome.

"Transforming one's body into the Reincarnation Wheel, completing the Heavenly Dao Order — this is Supreme Merit."

"But you are also an Ancestral Witch, bearing the Wu Clan's boundless Cause and Effect and Killing Qi."

"Merit and karmic retribution intertwined, Saint and Ancestral Witch united in one body... then you will no longer be purely Hou Tu, nor purely Ping Xin."

"You will become... the best chess piece for me to infiltrate the Wu Clan and control the Earthly Dao."

Hongjun's gaze once more fell upon Pangu Hall atop Mount Buzhou.

"The Twelve God-Slaying Great Formation, gathering the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, can briefly condense Pangu's true body — indeed formidable."

"But what if among these Twelve Ancestral Witches, there is one who obeys my command?"

Hongjun closed his eyes, as if he had already seen the Wu Clan's final ending.

On his chessboard, a corner of the Earthly Dao had already seen a move placed.

Next...

His gaze crossed the Thirty-Three Heavens, landing on that golden and splendid Sun Star Palace enveloped by endless True Fire of the Sun.

It is Heavenly Dao's turn.

The Yao Clan flourishes, Di Jun's prestige at its peak — this is good.

But, too good.

So good it has begun to exceed the bounds of balance.

Di Jun's ten newly born children, those ten Xiao Jin Wu born bearing the Sun's Primordial Origin, are the perfect "calamity seeds."

They are the pinnacle of the Yao Clan's Qi Qi, and also the most perfect powder keg to detonate the Quantity Calamity.

One need only silently plant a seed of arrogance and tyranny within their pure Primordial Spirits, wait for it to take root and sprout, and the grand performance of "ten suns in the sky, scorching the living" will naturally unfold as a matter of course.

Then the Wu Clan will have just cause for their expedition, Hou Yi will draw his bow and shoot the suns... the irreconcilable blood feud between Wu and Yao will never be resolved again.

Thinking of this, Hongjun slowly raised a withered finger.

At his fingertip, a wisp barely discernible, tens of thousands of times finer than a hair, of grayish-black Qi quietly condensed.

This is not Killing Qi, not karmic retribution, but a strand of the most primordial "Heavenly Dao Calamity Qi" he intercepted after Merging with the Dao.

Formless and substance-less, ignoring all formations and restrictions, specifically triggering the darkness and destructive desires deepest in living beings' hearts.

"Go."

With a single indifferent syllable from Hongjun.

That wisp of Heavenly Dao Calamity Qi instantly vanished from Zixiao Palace, crossing endless time and space, appearing outside the Sun Star Palace.

The Sun Star Palace is now the most heavily guarded forbidden zone of the Heavenly Court.

On the outside, Bai Ze has personally laid down layers upon layers of tens of thousands of Innate Prohibitions.

Inside, there are also three hundred sixty-five imitation Celestial Stars banners, drawing Stellar Power to form a Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation (imitation), enveloping the entire palace impregnably.

Yet this wisp of Heavenly Dao Calamity Qi entered like an uninhabited place, effortlessly penetrating all barriers.

It sensed those ten life origins connected by bloodline, blazing hot like the proud sun.

The Calamity Qi transformed into an intangible phantom, silently drifting toward one of the Sleeping Palaces.

Inside the Sleeping Palace, ten fluffy Xiao Jin Wu were gathered around a giant Jade Bi.

On the Jade Bi flashed rows of strange golden symbols.

"... Must uphold materialist ideology, view problems with a developmental perspective..."

"Little friends, today we'll do a Five-Three Formation detailed explanation homework problem: given the Li Fire Formation has 3,600 variations and the Kan Water Formation has 1,200 variations, if we combine the two without considering formation eye conflicts, how many possible deployment combinations are there?"

The ten Xiao Jin Wu looked at each other, each frowning with worry.

"Older Brother, what kind of amazing treasure is this 'Marxism-Leninism'? Even harder to understand than Father's 'River Chart Luo Book'?"

"Don't know, but Second Uncle said, master this and we'll win at the starting line in future fights!"

"But I really want to go out and play..."

Just at this time, that wisp of Heavenly Dao Calamity Qi silently descended, attempting to infiltrate one Xiao Jin Wu's Divine Consciousness.

However, just at the moment it was about to succeed.

Buzz——!

Inside that Xiao Jin Wu's Divine Consciousness, ten thousand zhang of golden light suddenly erupted!

Rows of fist-sized golden runes, like the world's most solid barriers, instantly appeared.

"Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization, Harmony..."

"Freedom, Equality, Justice, Rule of Law..."

Heavenly Dao Calamity Qi, such an utterly yin and evil thing, the moment it touched this vast, bright, strange power filled with the radiance of idealism, it was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, letting out a silent shriek, instantly being purified most of it!

It frightenedly wanted to retreat, but found it was already too late.

Those golden runes seemed to possess life-like patterns, transforming into chains of order, instantly binding it up tightly and securely.

"This is... the Donghuang Bell?!"

Inside Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's half-open, half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide!

His gaze pierced through time and space, instantly locking onto those layers upon layers of seals outside the Sun Star Palace.

The core of the seal was a faint yet tenacious bell sound.

Donghuang Bell!

"East Emperor Taiyi."

This name, in Hongjun's consciousness, caused layer upon layer of ripples.

He had not failed to pay attention to this Di Jun's younger brother.

An existence with Innate Origin Deficiency, Damaged Dao Foundation, a sickly weakling who would struggle to even break through to Great Luo Golden Immortal.

On Hongjun's chessboard, such an existence didn't even have the qualifications to be a chess piece, at most only counting as dust outside the chessboard.

However, this very grain of dust, time and again, left abrupt marks on his flawless chess game.

In Zixiao Palace, Language Breaking the Three Corpses revealed the hidden danger of the Slaying the Three Corpses Method, making Di Jun's heart grow vigilant, refusing that easily obtainable Saint Position.

At Not Zhou Mountain Foot, directing Ten Thousand Immortals Court, using the "Conferred God List" to gather Blood Qi of the Wilderness, forcing the Wu Clan into desperation.

At the Celestial Marriage, seeing through the essence of "Mie Yuan Power" with one glance, presenting the "Extinction of Lineage Strategy", dragging the Wu Clan into the quagmire of being Enemy of the Wilderness.

Until now...

Using a method he completely could not understand, strangling his meticulously prepared "Calamity Seed" in the cradle.

Once is coincidence.

Twice is accident.

Three times, four times...

Hongjun's will, indifferent like Heavenly Dao, rapidly operated, linking this series of events together.

A clear thread emerged in his heart.

Every time, it was at the critical juncture when the Yao Clan was about to fall into disadvantage, or the "balance" chess move he laid out was about to take effect, that this Donghuang Taiyi would, in an inconceivable way, seemingly unintentionally, completely reverse the entire chess game's direction.

All his schemes were wrapped in the warm, affectionate outer garment of "Weak and Frequently Ill", "Concern for Elder Brother", "Consideration for Nephew".

Open and Aboveboard, Open and Honest.

Letting you clearly know he is scheming, yet fundamentally unable to find any reason to criticize.

This, is a Yang Scheme.

A Yang Scheme that even he, this Merging with the Dao Saint, finds troublesome!

"What a... Donghuang Taiyi."

Hongjun finally understood.

Di Jun is merely a puppet standing on the front stage.

An interesting opponent who can play a game with him across the void.