59: Chapter 59 The Emperor's Astounding Prestige - Bloodline Resonance

Nuwa smiled softly, leaned into his embrace, and said tenderly, "Your appearance has changed, but you are still you."

Within the Void Formation, the moment Jiang Chen revealed his true form, the Three Pure Ones shuddered in unison.

"Pangu Bloodline!!" Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian cried out simultaneously, utterly shocked. They sensed an incredibly dense aura of Pangu emanating from Jiang Chen.

Beyond the Three Pure Ones, every living being within the formation trembled uncontrollably. This was especially true for those possessing primordial bloodlines, such as the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and the leader of the Qingqiu Fox Clan; they weren't fearing Jiang Chen's power, but rather experiencing an instinctive tremor from the depths of their bloodlines.

"Why is the bloodline within my body wailing?"

"I feel it too! My ancient blood is terrified, it's retreating!"

Everyone looked at Jiang Chen with expressions of fear and alarm, their hearts filled with uncertainty: Who exactly is this person? To think he could trigger a resonance in our bloodlines, even to the point of making them weep!

Jiang Chen swept his gaze across their expressions, then looked up directly into the eye in the sky, laughing coldly: "Even if you severed that era, you cannot erase the brand this seat has left upon this Great Desolation world."

"Because you were too cruel," the Heavenly Dao responded icily.

"Cruel?"

"Hahahaha—"

Jiang Chen threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with mockery as if he had heard the most absurd words in the world.

"Heavenly Dao, why put on this mask of compassion? If this seat hadn't acted to end the lives of the Great Desolation back then, do you think they would have truly survived the day you awakened?" Jiang Chen's tone was sarcastic, each word cutting like a knife.

"In the final analysis, this seat actually cleared the obstacles for you." He chuckled softly, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

The Heavenly Dao remained silent. What Jiang Chen said was not false—those beings born before its awakening were not under its control. And toward anything that escaped its control, the Heavenly Dao never showed mercy.

The crowd looked on with faces full of bewilderment.

The Heavenly Dao... had actually erased an entire era?

Suddenly, a dragon's roar that could pierce clouds and shatter stone erupted from the depths of the chaos.

A massive black dragon tore through the void, and standing upon its back was a man clad in dark imperial robes.

"This aura... it's...!" The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas gazed at the black dragon, their expressions changing abruptly; the aura of the Dragon Ancestor sent their souls into a state of shock.

The Heavenly Dao's gaze sharpened, killing intent surging in its eye like a bottomless abyss.

"Fengdu pays respects to the Emperor!"

Great Emperor Fengdu leaped down from the black dragon's back and knelt on one knee, bowing before Jiang Chen with extreme respect.

Jiang Chen glanced at him briefly, seeing his pale face and the blood on his lips. With a wave of his hand, a purple light merged into his body.

In an instant, Great Emperor Fengdu's injuries were fully healed, and his aura returned to its peak.

Before the crowd could react, another figure appeared out of thin air, standing beneath the eye of heavenly dao—

White hair, gray beard, and dressed in tattered clothes like a beggar; it was none other than Hongjun.

Compared to Great Emperor Fengdu, he was in a wretched state: his hair was disheveled, his Taoist robes were shredded, and his face was as pale as paper, nearly on the verge of collapse.

Two thousand kalpas ago, Great Emperor Fengdu had personally visited Zixiao Palace to challenge Hongjun, who had just ascended to the position of Dao Ancestor.

At that time, Hongjun was in high spirits; how could he possibly avoid the battle?

The two then entered the Eternal Chaos and engaged in an epochal battle.

After fighting for over a hundred million years, Hongjun remained constantly at a disadvantage.

Attaining the Dao through the Three Corpses was ultimately inferior to Great Emperor Fengdu, who had proven his Dao through Laws;

Furthermore, since the battlefield was far from the Great Desolation, he could not borrow power from the Heavenly Dao or the Earthly Dao; the outcome had been decided long ago.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Dao, it seems this spokesperson of yours is nothing more than this." Jiang Chen laughed loudly, making no attempt to hide his mockery.

The Heavenly Dao's gaze turned cold as it glared at Hongjun beside it.

"Useless!"

Hongjun lowered his head in silence, like a scolded child, no longer possessing even a fraction of a Dao Ancestor's majesty.

On the Void Plaza, everyone looked at each other in stunned silence—

This ragged old man was actually the legendary Dao Ancestor Hongjun?

Absurd!

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up; this was exactly what he wanted.

Shaking the prestige of the Heavenly Dao was precisely his goal.

Once the beings of the Great Desolation no longer believed in the Heavenly Dao, the opportunity for the Earthly Dao to rise would be just around the corner!

The Heavenly Dao sensed the change in the crowd's emotions and immediately understood Jiang Chen's intentions, becoming furious.

A divine sense pierced directly into Jiang Chen's sea of consciousness: "Jiang Chen, I warn you: withdraw to the Outer Chaos and do not interfere with Hongjun's sermon again, otherwise—the Samsara World will not find peace either!"

Jiang Chen sneered silently, then turned to Nuwa and said, "The play has ended, let us go."

Nuwa nodded: "Alright."

Minghe immediately withdrew the Slaughter Sword Formation in front of Zixiao Palace and walked to Jiang Chen's side, preparing to leave with them.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to leave, the Heavenly Dao breathed a secret sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, one parting sentence nearly drove the Heavenly Dao into a rage.

"Three Pure Ones, since you are of the Pangu Bloodline, do not become the running dogs of the Heavenly Dao." Jiang Chen gave the Three Pure Ones a meaningful look.

The Three Pure Ones were stunned and looked at each other. Running dogs?

Laozi took a step forward, bowed, and asked, "May I ask what Senior means by these words?"

Jiang Chen glanced sideways at the eye of heavenly dao, which was trembling with rage, and smiled faintly: "If you want to know, come to the Samsara World to find this seat."

After saying this, he led Nuwa onto the back of the black dragon—that black dragon was originally transformed from Great Emperor Fengdu's nine nether imperial sword.

Great Emperor Fengdu, Minghe, and Hou Qing followed closely behind, standing behind the two of them.

"Let's go." Jiang Chen gave the Heavenly Dao a casual glance.

In an instant, a world-shaking dragon roar tore through the void as the black dragon soared into the sky, carrying everyone away toward the Great Desolation.

The Heavenly Dao gave the Three Pure Ones a cold look before dissipating into nothingness.

It wasn't until Jiang Chen and the Heavenly Dao had both departed that the people on the Void Plaza dared to breathe.

Hongjun's expression was grim as he flew back into Zixiao Palace, his cold voice echoing behind him:

"In one hundred kalpas, the sermon shall begin!"

When these words were spoken, everyone's expressions were solemn, and they showed no hint of joy. What they had just witnessed had already surpassed common sense and overturned their understanding of the laws of heaven and earth; how could they have the heart to care about anything else?

"Fellow Daoists, do not overthink it. That Jiang Chen is likely on the same level as the Heavenly Dao, beyond what we can speculate. It is better to listen to the Dao Ancestor's sermon in peace," Dong Wanggong advised.

"Dong Wanggong is right. We are but Great Unity Golden Immortals, and the path to attaining the Dao is still far out of reach. Why bother with wild guesses?"

Everyone chimed in, seemingly comforting others while actually trying to suppress the turmoil in their own hearts.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, what exactly did that Senior Jiang Chen mean by his words?" Tongtian sent a secret transmission to Laozi and Yuanshi.

The same question echoed again—

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Senior Jiang Chen's words... what do they mean?"

Tongtian transmitted his voice once more, his brow furrowed with confusion.

Laozi's eyes flickered as he pondered. The phrase "running dogs of the Heavenly Dao" in particular pierced his consciousness like a needle, as if there were a deep meaning hidden within.

"I have also been unable to fathom it," Laozi sighed and shook his head.

At that moment, Yuanshi suddenly sent a transmission: "Eldest Brother, how about we stop listening to Hongjun's sermon and go find Senior Jiang Chen instead?"

"Furthermore, Eldest Brother, Third Brother, have you noticed? Every single person who came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao is, without exception, trapped at the Great Unity Golden Immortal realm."

As soon as these words were spoken, Laozi and Tongtian's expressions changed instantly.

"Second Brother, are you saying... there is more to Hongjun's sermon than meets the eye?" Tongtian asked in a low voice.