60: Chapter 60 Secret Discussion and Decision: Abandoning the Path to Find One's Ancestor

Laozi stroked his beard and pondered, his brows tightly locked: "It is indeed strange. Just now, I secretly observed Daoist Minghe; his cultivation has long since surpassed the Daluo realm. Logically speaking, the aptitude of us Three Pure Ones is far superior to his, so why are we instead stuck at a bottleneck?"

"Could it be... that there is another opportunity beyond breaking through the Daluo realm?"

Yuanshi continued: "Perhaps so. But in my view, the Dao of Hongjun is as different from that of Jiang Chen as heaven is from earth. If Hongjun can teach us the method to break through our realm, then wouldn't it be even more likely for Senior Jiang Chen?"

"Furthermore, Jiang Chen is also the legitimate successor of Pangu, with a pure and thick Pangu Bloodline, even surpassing us Three Pure Ones, and his combat power is comparable to the Heavenly Dao. When it comes to choosing a master, a wise man would know whom to choose."

Ultimately, Yuanshi still harbored arrogance in his heart. In his view, the Three Pure Ones carried the essence blood of Pangu and were the most noble beings in heaven and earth. Even if Hongjun was the Dao Ancestor, it was difficult to hide the fact of his lowly origins.

Bowing to Hongjun was equivalent to demeaning the nobility of their own bloodline.

But Jiang Chen was different; he was also a descendant of Pangu, and his bloodline was even purer, with strength approaching that of the Heavenly Dao. If they were to take him as their master, it would not only not cause them to lose face but would instead increase their glory.

Ordinary people might hesitate, but the Three Pure Ones were not ordinary beings; they were extremely intelligent.

After some secret deliberation, the three reached a consensus—they would no longer stay in Zixiao Palace, but would immediately set off to find the Samsara World and seek out Jiang Chen!

Thus, amidst the shocked gazes of Kunpeng, Dong Wanggong, and others, the Three Pure Ones turned and left, stepping off the void plaza and speeding towards the depths of the Primordial World.

"The Three Pure Ones actually left? They don't intend to listen to the Dao anymore?"

"What exactly is going on?"

The cultivators were in an uproar, their faces showing confusion. No one expected that with only one hundred Yuanhui left before Hongjun began his lecture, the Three Pure Ones would actually withdraw at this moment.

Inside Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, who was closing his eyes to heal, suddenly opened his eyes, his expression changing drastically.

"Not good!"

Before his voice had even faded, his figure had already vanished without a trace from the hall.

At the same moment, outside the chaos.

The Three Pure Ones rode the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, speeding through the chaos.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, is leaving without saying goodbye too rude?" Tongtian said with slight hesitation.

Yuanshi snorted coldly: "Courtesy? Hongjun has yet to begin his lecture; we are free to come and go as we please, why should we be constrained?"

Laozi nodded in agreement: "This move is also a test. If Zixiao Palace truly has ulterior motives, Hongjun will certainly not sit by and watch us leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chaos in front of them split open, and a figure appeared out of thin air—it was Hongjun.

Seeing this, Yuanshi and Tongtian could not help but cast a look of admiration, as if saying: "Big Brother, you are truly divine."

Indeed, Laozi's prediction was spot on.

At this moment, although Hongjun's face still appeared pale, his Daoist robes were neat, his aura was restrained, and he seemed to have recovered as before.

"Since the three of you came to listen to the Dao, why are you leaving halfway?" Hongjun's mouth held a smile, but his eyes were as cold as frost.

"There really is a problem!" The Three Pure Ones' hearts shook.

Laozi steadied his mind and bowed: "We suddenly remembered that there are urgent matters to attend to at Kunlun Mountain. Fearing that we might miss the Dao Ancestor's grand lecture, we are here to take our leave. We hope the Dao Ancestor will be magnanimous."

"Heh, I am curious, what kind of major event could possibly take precedence over my lecture?" Hongjun opened his lips slightly, his tone indifferent, the hypocritical smile on his face already gone.

Seeing him pressing step by step, Tongtian could no longer restrain himself, pointing angrily at his face and shouting sternly:

"How can you, this old scoundrel, be so persistent! We have already stated that we have urgent matters to attend to; can you not understand human language?"

"Exactly! Get out of the way immediately, do not hinder our proper business!" Yuanshi rarely agreed with Tongtian, his eyes cold and brows furrowed, rebuking Hongjun angrily.

Hongjun's complexion gradually darkened, his eyes like ice. The Three Pure Ones were the saints designated by the Heavenly Dao; how could they be allowed to leave like this? In an instant, a vast pressure erupted from his body, and a giant wheel surrounded by purple energy appeared behind him—the heavenly dao wheel emerged!

The Three Pure Ones swayed, their faces turning pale instantly. Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda was suspended above their heads; this was a top-tier defensive sacred object among acquired supreme treasures, and it just barely managed to withstand the crushing might of the Heavenly Dao.

"Hongjun! What exactly do you intend to do? We are just unwilling to listen to your lecture; do you really need to use force to coerce us!" Yuanshi was furious, his voice shaking the void.

Hongjun's gaze was cold and stern, without a ripple, and he calmly spat out a sentence: "All of this is not for you to decide."

Before his voice had faded, the heavenly dao wheel turned slowly, laws intertwining, attempting to suppress the Three Pure Ones under the Dao.

Just at this moment, a voice as cold as an eternal ice abyss cracked through the void:

"Hongjun, if you dare to touch the three of them, just try!"

"Roar—!"

Above the chaos, a ferocious giant dragon suddenly appeared, its whole body pitch-black as ink, its dual pupils glowing with blood, and a fierce, malevolent aura permeating the eight wildernesses.

Standing on the dragon's head with his hands behind his back, Jiang Chen had his purple hair dancing wildly, his eyes like blades, coldly looking down at the person below.

Hongjun's pupils constricted, and his figure retreated several steps in a hurry.

"Jiang Chen! Do you really want to tear off the mask and break relations?"

Suddenly, a giant silver-white eye appeared in the depths of the chaos—the eye of heavenly dao had descended! Inside it, flames of anger churned, murderous intent rolled, and it locked onto Jiang Chen on the dragon's back.

"The Three Pure Ones are of the Pangu Bloodline, and it is only right that I personally instruct them; there is no need for you, the Heavenly Dao, to interfere." Jiang Chen's tone was calm, yet it revealed an irresistible majesty.

"Absolutely impossible!" The Heavenly Dao flatly refused, its will as iron.

"Hmph!" Jiang Chen sneered, his voice ringing like thunder: "Heavenly Dao, I am not discussing this with you. Today, I will definitely take the Three Pure Ones away!"

He repeated it without a single word changed, his words like a blade, cutting off all room for negotiation.

"Do you really want to force things to a point where we both perish?" In the eye of heavenly dao, three thousand chains of order slowly emerged, entangling the void, and an aura of destruction gushed out, as if it could burn down all the heavens.

"Boom—!"

Outside the chaos, everything shook violently, and endless chaos energy exploded, evolving into the primitive destructive powers of earth, wind, water, fire, and thunder.

Except for Jiang Chen, everyone felt their bodies as heavy as mountains, and the Three Pure Ones even spat out large mouthfuls of blood, in a wretched state.

"Is this... the might of the Heavenly Dao?!" The Three Pure Ones' hearts were shaken violently. Facing the anger of the Heavenly Dao for the first time, they felt that life and death were both in its single thought, and their Dao fruits were almost shattered.

"Hmph!"

Jiang Chen snorted coldly again, stepped out, and stood above the peak of the chaos. A bead containing the mysteries of time and space flew out from his body and hovered in the air.

In an instant, the chaotic space within hundreds of millions of light-years froze, the churning chaos energy all came to a standstill, as if time had stopped and space had frozen.

He held up the chaos corpse pill with his right hand, his body surrounded by the three supreme powers of samsara, devouring, and time and space, like a master from the beginning of heaven and earth.

"So what if we both perish? Heavenly Dao, do you think I would fear you?" The chaos corpse pill in Jiang Chen's palm suddenly erupted with blinding white light, illuminating the entire chaos, as if opening up a new era.

"You actually possess the chaos bead!" The eye of heavenly dao contracted sharply, full of shock and dread.

The Three Pure Ones looked up at Jiang Chen, their eyes full of reverence.

"This is what deserves to be called the legitimate successor of Pangu! Overlooking the ages, even the Heavenly Dao can do nothing against him!" Tongtian was overcome with excitement, wishing he could transform into him.