Chapter 451

As for whether the human race would fall from its position as the central focus of heaven and earth, Luo Fu had seen no such information in his relevant past deeds before his transmigration.

To some extent, the human race is unique among countless Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

Like Pangu's primordial Dao body, which resembled that of the human race, Nüwa used the primordial Dao body as the main form when creating humans.

That is why the Dao of Heaven recognized the human race as the next central focus of the heavenly and earthly great calamity.

Then, in the original Chaos World, where the three thousand demonic gods had all manner of forms, why did Pangu, who split heaven and earth, possess a body resembling that of the human race?

Where did his shaped form come from?

This may also be a secret.

Perhaps only Pangu himself could know why.

Of course, perhaps even Pangu did not know.

After all, Pangu was born from the Primordial Blue Lotus.

Meanwhile, in the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, the human race is also unique.

After all, in most worlds, the human race generally exists as the protagonist.

Races such as Long Feng, Beginning Qilin, Wu, and Yao, compared to true humans, have a proportion of protagonists that is truly negligible.

So, to some extent, the human race is also unique in the Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

The destructive power of a Saint's strength upon this Primordial World brings immense karmic retribution upon the Saint.

Even a Saint cannot necessarily bear such burden.

During the Investiture of the Gods Era, several Saints personally intervened; Tongtian Jiaozhu deployed the Zhu Xian Sword Array to oppose four Saints, and their power was restrained at that time.

After all, the several Saints still feared the damage their strength would inflict upon heaven and earth.

Although the calamity qi of heaven and earth did affect the Saints to some degree.

But this influence was not enough to drive the Wu and Yao races into a state of utter recklessness, fully embracing mutual annihilation.

It can only be said that, at the end of the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, Tongtian watched as nearly all his disciples were placed upon the Investiture List, pushing his rage to its extreme.

Thus, at the final moment, Tongtian wished to overturn the table, destroy heaven and earth, and reshape earth, fire, wind, and water to forge a new world.

Of course.

This was not a complete destruction of the Primordial World.

The Primordial World, opened by Pangu, could not be destroyed by even a Hunyuan Da Luo cultivator.

After all, even the Dao of Heaven would not permit such an act by the Saints.

It can only be said that even if Tongtian destroyed the Primordial World, it would mostly involve destroying its lifeforms and terrestrial spiritual veins.

With the passage of time,

the Primordial World would slowly recover once more.

Thus, the situation in which Tongtian wished to overturn the table was the same.

However, if he truly did so, Tongtian Jiaozhu would certainly suffer an astonishing punishment—but what form that punishment would take remained unknown.

After all, before Tongtian Jiaozhu could act, Ancestor Hongjun appeared and stopped him.

Naturally, none of this has occurred yet.

But a Saint's battle can only be fought to its full extent within the Chaos World—that is inevitable.

That is why Tongtian Jiaozhu proposed traveling together to the Chaos World to fight.

"Good…" Saint Zhunti smiled faintly.

Fighting Tongtian Jiaozhu was the best choice for Zhunti.

"Master, you misunderstood." As Tongtian was about to leave for the Chaos World, Luo Fu suddenly spoke.

"Hmm…" This startled Tongtian Jiaozhu; he hesitated and looked at Luo Fu. "Luo Fu, in what way did I misunderstand?"

Wasn't it just your words, disciple Luo Fu, that we should properly teach Zhunti?

Could it be that Tongtian Jiaozhu misunderstood the meaning of teaching Zhunti?

Meanwhile,

all the Saints—Master Yuanshi, Laozi, Zhunti, Jieyin—turned their gazes toward Luo Fu.

They wanted to see what Luo Fu would say.

Facing the gaze of these Saints, Luo Fu showed no emotional fluctuation.

Had another being of only Da Luo cultivation level been under the watch of so many Dao of Heaven Saints, they would surely have panicked.

But for Luo Fu, the gaze of these Dao of Heaven Saints meant nothing.

Not to mention the Dao of Heaven Saints.

Even the Dao of Heaven, Luo Fu has resisted multiple times; in fact, in establishing the Six Realms of Rebirth, Luo Fu has, in a sense, manipulated the Dao of Heaven.

Not to mention that Luo Fu has, through the Master God Space, indirectly contacted Dao-level powerhouses.

Thus, the gaze of this Hunyuan Da Luo cultivator truly means nothing.

"Master, I previously agreed with your words—that we should properly teach Saint Zhunti. But I wish to personally teach Senior Zhunti, not through your hands," Luo Fu said softly.

Needless to say, these words filled Tongtian Jiaozhu, Master Yuanshi, and Laozi with shock.

Although Luo Fu's power, unleashed through his Pangu bloodline, was formidable, it still fell short of a true Hunyuan cultivator's strength.

As for Zhunti himself, upon hearing Luo Fu's words, his face darkened instantly.

Luo Fu was merely his junior, his cultivation nowhere near Hunyuan Da Luo.

For him to claim he would teach Zhunti was a slap across Zhunti's face.

"Personally intervene," Tongtian Jiaozhu's lips curled into a smile.

His disciple's courage surpassed even his own.

"Very well, I accept your request," Tongtian Jiaozhu laughed heartily.

Since Luo Fu himself said it, Saint Tongtian naturally would not contradict him.

Even if his disciple's ultimate strength fell short of Saint Zhunti's, with him and his two elder brothers present, Zhunti would not dare lay a hand on Luo Fu.

Not to mention.

If things turned unfavorable, they could intervene at once.

This made Saint Tongtian quite at ease regarding Luo Fu's safety.

"Saint Zhunti, you're not afraid of my disciple, are you?" Saint Tongtian said, glancing at Zhunti's grim face with complete indifference.

"Of course not," Zhunti replied coldly, fixing his gaze on Luo Fu. "Disciple Luo Fu, since you're so eager, let this elder brother give you some proper guidance."

"Elder brother, let's go."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Zhunti and Saint Jieyin vanished as two streaks of light from this You Ming Blood Sea.

They were not heading west—these two saints traveled beyond the Primordial World, to Chaos.

"Luo Fu, can you keep up?" Saint Tongtian turned his gaze to Luo Fu.

"Teacher, I have no problem," Luo Fu smiled.

"Good. Elder brothers, let us proceed to Chaos together, to encourage and cheer for Luo Fu," Saint Tongtian said, looking toward Laozi and Master Yuanshi.

"Excellent…" Laozi and Master Yuanshi both wore broad smiles.

Watching Luo Fu grow stronger, they felt as if their own kin were rising ever higher.

"Luo Fu, follow me," Saint Tongtian transformed into a streak of light and headed toward Chaos.

Luo Fu did not hesitate; the Dao inscriptions spread continuously, finally becoming a blade of light that vanished into the Blood Sea.

Master Yuanshi and Laozi also followed slowly.

Moments later, the Blood Sea returned to its former stillness.

Or rather, the Blood Sea was now even calmer than before.

In the past, this Blood Sea teemed with wandering souls, filling it with immense resentment and howling winds.

But now, the Six Paths of Reincarnation had been opened, and those wandering souls had long since entered the Six Paths for some form of rebirth.

Yet the Underworld's Six Paths had not yet been fully organized.

"Sister Houtu, what shall we do now?" Ancestor Minghe said, exhaling as the saints departed.

At least, his Blood Sea had been spared.

Otherwise, in a battle among saints, the fate of the Blood Sea was obvious.

Not to say it would be destroyed—blown apart would be effortless.

Ancestor Minghe did not wish his stronghold to be shattered.

If that happened, he would lose his greatest trump card as a Semi-Saint.

As long as the Blood Sea endures, Minghe shall never die.