228: Debt Collection

In the boundless territory, extremely remote, rolling tides of Great Demons filled the dark Universe.

At the end of this remote Universe, there was a vacuum, and no Great Demon dared to approach it.

"Ying Qi, that scoundrel, has become a Heavenly Mandate Protagonist, yet he's still so hesitant."

"He doesn't know how terrifying the Hongmeng Divine Alliance's foundation truly is."

"He actually advised your old man to run? How ridiculous."

A middle-aged man in a Nine Dragon Imperial Robe with a mustache held the hongmeng book in his hand, and after refusing, he chased the stars and moon, moving at extreme speed.

He looked ahead.

That was a wooden door, dilapidated and covered in cosmic dust, looking like broken debris suspended in the Void Realm.

His expression was calm, and the Imperial Dao Law surged beneath his feet, radiating endless ripples as he approached the wooden door.

The Imperial Robe middle-aged man took out a light red wooden plaque from his sleeve.

The plaque clearly read—Grandmist.

The characters were ancient, like the true principles of the world, and the strokes continuously emitted golden light, like burning Glazed Fire (Lapis Lazuli Fire).

The Imperial Robe middle-aged man threw the wooden plaque inscribed with Grandmist towards the wooden door and said coldly, "The Hongmeng Divine Alliance is in trouble; I've come to collect a debt."

The wooden door suddenly trembled!

The empty door, which previously allowed one to see the dark Universe, suddenly had a bright light rising, surging with a tide like seawater, slowly rotating within the door.

A moment later, ethereal Buddhist chants emanated from the vortex within the door.

Accompanying the chants, a sigh came: "Alas, Huang Ji, a Giant, my Ancient Dao Sect is now in decline. Would it be acceptable to take only seventy percent of the Origin?"

Huang Ji raised an eyebrow, a flicker of impatience in his eyes: "What if it's in decline? Debts must be repaid; it's only natural. Now that the Hongmeng Divine Alliance is in trouble, this Emperor has no time to bargain with you."

"But... those Nine Nether Great Demons back then..."

The sigh trailed off, as if wanting to say more but hesitating.

Huang Ji frowned: "No buts. The only reason your Ancient Dao Sect could develop to this point is because the chaos of the Nine Nether Great Demons was quelled, wasn't it?"

"At this very moment, in the Great Thousand Worlds, in the boundless territories, the forces willing to contribute to the Hongmeng Divine Alliance are as numerous as carps crossing a river!"

"Is only your Ancient Dao Sect noble? Is only your Ancient Dao Sect being overly sensitive?"

"If it weren't for the purity of your Ancient Dao Sect's Origin, such an opportunity wouldn't even fall upon you."

He roared, "Hand it over."

There was a moment of silence within the door.

A vast, ocean-like river of green surged out from the door.

Upon seeing the surging river, Huang Ji snorted, "Isn't there a lot of World Origin? Is this what you call decline?"

He carefully took out a palm-sized compass, its surface covered with thousands of lines forming intricate, profound grooves.

At this moment, the patterned grooves already had colorful light slowly flowing, filling nearly half of them.

Huang Ji held the palm-sized compass in both hands, respectfully raising it as if offering tea.

The compass radiated shimmering green light, like layers of green gauze, rippling through the dark Universe.

The surging green river, as if summoned by the green gauze, rolled in and poured into the grooves of the compass.

The river, about a hundred meters wide, transformed into a trickling stream the moment it flowed into the palm-sized compass, irrigating it and slowly filling the empty spaces.

The surging green river was quickly absorbed by the compass, only filling one percent of the grooves within the compass.

Seeing this, Huang Ji was not surprised. He put away the compass, turned, and left, heading to his next destination.

"Alas..."

"Back then, we merely helped clear out the surrounding Nine Nether Great Demons, yet now the Hongmeng Divine Alliance wants to take away so much Origin."

"What has happened to this world?"

"Aren't they Heavenly Mandate Protagonists? Why would they do something so inhumane?"

"This old man is unwilling."

A sigh suddenly echoed.

After Huang Ji left, the wooden door instantly collapsed, and the person within it vanished into thin air.

At the same time, the three Supreme Realms and seventeen Great Worlds that the wooden door had painstakingly supported over the years all turned to dust, their worlds ending.

The top-tier major force, Ancient Dao Sect, was extinguished.

Huang Ji, walking through the Void Realm, heard the old man's voice before his demise, his expression cold and unperturbed.

He said coldly, "Ignorant fools, daring to speak ill of the actions of Heavenly Mandate Protagonists."

"If the Hongmeng Divine Alliance were to fall, and the cruel villains rise, uniting with the Nine Nether Great Demons, would your useless Sects not suffer the same fate?"

"Now, offering your Origin, and contributing your Qi to us Heavenly Mandate Protagonists to save the world, how glorious is that for you?"

Huang Ji did not care about the Ancient Dao Sect or the worlds destroyed due to sacrificing excessive Origin.

In this boundless territory, earth-shattering changes were occurring!

The center of the Great Thousand Worlds, the supreme Hongmeng God Realm, was now in danger of falling!

This caused the Giants who were not stationed in the Hongmeng God Realm to activate their emergency plan the moment they received the news!

He was extremely busy right now!

Yet, he kept encountering forces like the Ancient Dao Sect, who lacked understanding and a sense of the bigger picture.

It infuriated him!

Could they not understand such a simple principle?

Making some sacrifices to save the Hongmeng God Realm, wasn't that only natural?

How many times have the noble Heavenly Mandate Protagonists of the Hongmeng Divine Alliance silently protected the Great Thousand Worlds at the forefront, bearing the burden for everyone?

Without them all these years, who would kill the villains? Who would kill the Nine Nether Great Demons?

A bunch of ungrateful bumpkins!

Huang Ji's expression was cold, and he suddenly remembered something, a ripple flashing in his eyes.

He raised his palm, and a precious book shimmering with golden Law appeared in his hand.

The hongmeng book!

He gripped the corner of the book, and a force of Law surged into the scroll.

"Yu'er, there's a change in the Hongmeng God Realm. You are injured; quickly take Scarlet Sand and seek refuge in the Southern Bright Realm. Do not get involved."

...

After a long moment, there was no response.

Huang Ji's expression remained unchanged, long accustomed to it. He again released the force of Law: "Little Yin, there's a change in the Hongmeng God Realm. I'm worried about your health. Could you quickly take Scarlet Sand and seek refuge in the Southern Bright Realm?"

He seemed to remember something else: "Oh, by the way, there's news about Little Zi."

...

Still no response.

Huang Ji's face darkened, and he skillfully released the force of Law for the third time: "Yin Empress, Fellow Daoist, there's a change in the Hongmeng God Realm. Quickly take Scarlet Sand and seek refuge in the Southern Bright Realm. This Emperor is not joking with you this time; don't force this Emperor to beg you."

...

Read, but no reply.

Huang Ji was silent, able to sense that the other party had received the message but simply couldn't be bothered to respond.

Although he and Yin Empress were Dao Companions, their relationship had been very strained over the years due to some past events.

It was only later, when she took in the two infant girls, Scarlet Sand and Xian Zi, that some contact was restored.

Normally, her antics were fine, but now was not the time for petty tantrums. The Taiyin God Realm was too close to the Hongmeng God Realm.

Once a battle of this magnitude began, if the flames of war spread there, Yin Empress, who had just suffered serious injuries, could easily perish.

He took a deep breath, knowing that this woman was not foolish and would certainly not be indifferent; perhaps she had already fled.

After doing all this, Huang Ji looked down at the compass in his hand.

His body exuded a magnificent aura.

The next moment.

From all directions, countless towering ethereal figures, like ancient gods, each held a palm-sized compass in their hands.

The countless ethereal figures converged onto him, radiating golden light, solidifying into one body.

The myriad compass phantoms also trembled and merged in an instant.

On the compass, the gurgling liquid Origin was almost overflowing.

"Finally, it's enough."

Huang Ji's eyes flickered. He tightly gripped the compass, feeling the scorching aura emanating from it, and his Dao Heart beat even faster.

There were four more compasses like the one in his hand, each managed by one of the other four Giants of the Hongmeng Divine Alliance, and each of them was collecting.

He had already received the message that the operation had begun.

"This Emperor wants to see how strong this villain invading the Hongmeng God Realm is."

Huang Ji took a step, ready to depart.

At the same time, the hongmeng book in his hand continuously vibrated, frequently sending out messages to communicate with the others.

Once the five compasses filled with Origin were united, they would unleash one of the Hongmeng Divine Alliance's most terrifying foundations.

That was a supreme power transcending Giants.

No matter how powerful the invader, they would only be able to perish on the spot!

Ding.

Suddenly, Huang Ji's steps halted.

The hongmeng book in his embrace vibrated, and with a shake of his hand, a smile appeared on Huang Ji's cold face.

Within the hongmeng book, a long-unheard voice sounded: "Calamity is upon us; what are you, this useless man, doing?"

The tone was cold, yet within its chill was a certain charm that filled Huang Ji's heart with joy.

How many years had it been? She finally willing to reply to him.