On Mount Dongfang Yujing, an old Daoist sighed, "Under the great momentum, what can even I do?
I cannot save these common people."
In the East Sea, on Mount Zhulong Shen, heaven and earth were dark and gloomy. Zhulong flew amidst the clouds, opening and closing its eyes, its terrifying temporal laws permeating the East Sea. The sun and moon reappeared, dispelling the black fog.
A black dragon soared into the sky, its divine might like thunder, rolling dark clouds. The waters of the four seas, responding to the divine dragon, seemed to yearn for peace.
A green dragon ascended, and myriad trees instantly sprouted in the dense northern wilderness, towering and rooting themselves in the earth, forming a defensive line for the sea tribes.
Furthermore, on Mount Bailong Shen in the East Sea, a divine dragon as white as snow flew into the firmament and vanished.
However, to those with great power, the divine dragon was seen coiled thirty-three layers above the heavens, at the highest peak of the Primordial World!
The divine dragon's True Eye shone upon all directions, encompassing the entire Primordial World. All beings with great power felt a mysterious probing within their minds, accompanied by a terrifying computational force!
Even the hand extended by Patriarch Yin Yang in a hidden location trembled. He exclaimed in shock, "Truly, I underestimated the Dragon clan! To have such a gifted computational talent!"
Yet, he did not retract his hand. Since he had been detected, he might as well go further. Striking while the iron was hot, he seized the opportunity!
Patriarch Yin Yang’s extended hand waved again with force. Yin and Yang energies eroded the land. Yang energy surged into the earth’s core, transforming into an endless divine magma fire that erupted from the seabed, burning the sea creatures. Yin energy ascended, becoming heavenly water, with torrential rains and overflowing rivers, causing floods and devastation.
Concurrently, all the great ancestors who had entered the fray stirred the winds and clouds with all their might, bringing disaster to the dragon clan's territories.
In the southern earth’s heart, Patriarch Jin Peng frowned and asked, "Are we going too far?"
Within the divine fire of the earth’s core, Yuan Feng, shrouded in boundless divine radiance, chuckled. Myriad fires bowed, the four directions opened with Yang, a vision of unparalleled beauty.
"What have we done? These great beings want to retaliate against the Dragon clan. Their divine abilities are too powerful, disrupting my control over the origin of earth fire. What has this to do with my Phoenix clan?"
Jin Peng still said, "These words will not deceive Ancestral Dragon. After all, the three clans had an alliance back then. To tear faces so quickly might fall into the calculations of those great beings, being used by them!"
"No matter. These figures who hide their faces, do you expect them to stir up any great storms?" Yuan Feng said with a smile, "The Dragon clan's decline is destined to require someone to be buried with them.
And these great beings are the grave goods!"
On Qilin Cliff, the black and white Qilin kings watched the great earth tremble in all directions, falling silent for a moment.
Beside them, Patriarch Jiu Xuan sighed, "Your majesties, once the action is taken, there will be no more peace."
"What is there to fear?" the white Qilin laughed. "With the Phoenix clan present, even if the Dragon clan breaks its teeth, it will have to swallow this insult!"
The black Qilin sneered, "With this, sixty percent of the luck of the ten subordinate regions has dispersed. In the coming hundred Yuan, the Dragon clan will surely engage in a great war, depleting its clan power to obtain more luck."
In the Ancestral Dragon’s lair, the Ancestral Dragon suddenly spat out a mouthful of heart blood. The thirty-three layers of the True Dragon Hunyuan Heavenly Pinnacle, which had been constructed above its head, instantly shattered.
In the Sacred Sacrifice Plaza, what was once a gathering of myriad races paying homage had now dwindled to a mere two to three thousand tribes. Other tribes had either not yet set out, or had been assassinated on their way.
This ninth Sacred Sacrifice would likely end in haste. The one presiding over this round of the Sacred Sacrifice was none other than the Ancestor Zhulong, who had just emerged from seclusion. Zhulong was filled with boundless anger. The previous eight Sacred Sacrifices had occurred without a single error, yet it was during his tenure that such a great calamity had befallen!
In the Eastern Wilderness, Qing Ling pointed at the sky. The Four Seasons Diagram vibrated, and the celestial phenomena of heaven and earth came under his control, with spring, summer, autumn, and winter arrayed in the four directions.
At this moment, the winds and rains from all parts of heaven and earth were gathered by the Four Seasons Diagram.
The treasure of the Spring season, the Spring Wind Transforming Rain Banner, stood in the East, pacifying the winds and rains of the East.
The treasure of the Summer season, the Flaming Rain Yin Yang Fan, was born and established in the South, pacifying the winds and rains.
The treasure of the Autumn season, the Chang Geng Wind Cauldron, was born and suppressed the winds and rains of the West.
In the Northern Winter season, the divine maiden Bai He, holding the Wind and Snow Divine Vase, collected all the winds and rains of the North.
Qing Ling then pointed at the earth. Myriad mountains and rivers responded. The earth gradually returned to a state of peace and tranquility. Countless volcanoes gradually extinguished, and all sorts of celestial and terrestrial disasters came to a halt.
The great beings of all parties were stunned, even falling into silence. Many had forgotten this divine being in the Eastern Wilderness.
Perhaps, he was too low-key. Perhaps, he was merely a divine being of heaven and earth, and not considered a great threat until reaching the pinnacle.
On Qilin Cliff, the Qilin kings’ expressions turned cold. With a stomp of a single foot, Qilin Cliff rose, and the Heart of the Earth trembled in response. The already pacified mountains and rivers began to shake again.
At the same time, the great beings of all parties once again unleashed their powers. Summoning wind and rain, moving mountains and filling seas, creating fire and water – who couldn't do this?
Even with the authority of heaven and earth bestowed upon him, Qing Ling could not control the secret machinations of so many great beings.
Qing Ling's divine sense moved, and his primordial spirit, comparable to a peak being, urged the Four Seasons divine patterns and the Earthly Dao divine patterns once more.
He stood at the highest point of Jianmu, able to see all under heaven, and also to witness countless sufferings.
As a subordinate of the Dragon clan, having received great kindness from them, he would not retreat at this time. It was not because he believed his divine abilities were invincible, nor was it out of gratitude.
It was merely to repay the karmic debt.
Qing Ling pointed a finger at the sky, and the Four Seasons Diagram slowly ascended into the twenty heavens, illuminating the four seas and eight directions, the ten directions of heaven and earth. The Four Seasons Diagram grew larger and larger, gradually encompassing the entire Primordial World.
He pointed a finger at the earth, and deep within the earth, the Stone of Three Lives vibrated. The Earthly Dao supreme treasure, the Source of the Earthly Dao, the Stone of Three Lives, sank.
Mountains, rivers, and lands all settled towards the earth’s core, pointing towards the three lives, to stabilize the earth's脉.
At the same moment, in Mount Wanshou, Hong Yun sighed, "This vast heaven and earth, there is no place for living beings to find refuge. That Master of Jianmu can act at this moment, it is truly a blessing to all sentient beings!
Though my strength is meager, I am also willing to lend a hand for the sake of all beings!"
A grey-robed youth grabbed him and chided, "If you want to die, don't drag me along. These great beings are in conflict, it doesn't matter if you get involved, but dragging my Mount Wanshou into it is unacceptable."
Hong Yun snorted, "Zhenyuanzi! I never thought you were such a heartless person. I mistakenly thought you had a benevolent heart, only to find you are also so cold and selfish!"
Zhenyuanzi's brows furrowed. He was angry but didn't know why, so he could only sigh and gently wave his hand. The Book of Earth in his hand fell into the earth, and the entire Western land sank.
The kings on Qilin Cliff inexplicably felt it harder to control the entire earth and mountains, knowing that someone had interfered.
However, the living beings in the Western land also found a bit of respite. The inhabitants of the land, catching their breath, fled in all directions.
But at this moment, black divine fire ignited in the southern sky. A giant palm descended, scattering the illusion of the Four Seasons Diagram. A black beam of light shot directly eastward.
Simultaneously, outside the Eastern Wilderness, in the chaotic tribal lands, countless sparrows took flight. The frequency of their wingbeats, superimposed countless times, formed a terrifying sonic wave that rushed towards the edges of the Tianjun Salamander tribe.
In an instant, tens of thousands of salamanders were vibrated to death.
Patriarch Xuanji instantly surged out but was blocked by the black light from the south.
The black light retracted, and a black-robed youth emerged, coldly stating, "The Tianjun Salamander tribe dares to secretly kill my Red Crow tribe's Holy Son. Today marks the destruction of your tribe!"
Patriarch Xuanji, however, used his divine ability to exclaim, "Your Excellency, you are perhaps too arrogant. The Eastern Wilderness is presided over by Dao Master Qingxuan, and he will surely not allow you to succeed."
Qing Ling on Jianmu frowned. Would Hongjun's Good Corporeal fear a divine being of heaven and earth?
Although he knew this, the people of the world did not know that Patriarch Xuanji of the Salamander tribe was Hongjun's Good Corporeal.
If he were to intervene, his opponent, a divine being of heaven and earth not below the Earthly Dao, would surely distract Qing Ling. In such a case, the Four Seasons Diagram and the Earthly Dao's power would be unable to suppress the turmoil in all directions.
But if he did not act, and watched an upper tribe be annihilated before his eyes, how would he face himself, how would the various tribes of the Eastern Wilderness, or the great beings within the Dragon Palace, view him?
Truly a cunning plan!
It seemed that their targeting of the Dragon clan had been meticulously planned for a long time!
But at this moment, the Four Dragon Ancestors in the East Sea all made their move.
Ancestor Qinglong leaped across the east and west in a single step, descending upon the West Sea Dragon Palace to suppress the western anomalies.
Ancestor Zhulong stepped into the south, displaying the form of Zhulong to suppress the southern calamities. At the same time, a treasure cauldron in his hand collected the remaining dozens of subordinate dragon tribes.
After the previous conflict with the Phoenix clan, the Dragon clan's influence in the South Sea had greatly declined. Now, there were only dozens of small tribes and four upper tribes. Zhulong intended to directly relocate these tribes, intending to completely abandon their influence in the southern part of the Primordial World.
In the North, Ancestor Heilong appeared at the North Sea Dragon Palace, suppressing the northern heavenly and earthly anomalies.
In the East, Ancestor Bailong suppressed the East Sea, endless white light enveloping the sea tribes.
A hundred dragons of the clan took to the sky, and a hundred Great Luo True Dragons went to various places to provide disaster relief.
The wind, water, and fire disasters, and the magma of the Primordial World were not as simple as those faced by mortals. The great wind disasters contained the Nine Heavens Wind Gang secretly introduced by powerful beings, which even Golden Immortal Venerables had to deal with cautiously.
The great water disasters contained various poisonous waters, corrosive waters, and extremely cold waters, all with great lethality.
The fire disasters had leakage from the earth’s core, which ordinary living beings could not withstand.
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The destruction brought by these various disasters was not only to heaven and earth, but also to the foundations of the Dragon clan and its myriad subordinate races!
In the Western Great Demon Heaven world, Patriarch Jiutian chuckled, covering his mouth, "Luohu, why don't I see you helping our allies?"
"Help? Why should I help?" Luohu said nonchalantly, "The Dragon clan is so powerful. These minor calamities will at most be superficial injuries.
Sometimes, a weaker ally is better than a strong one!"
On Mount Yujing, Tongtian stealthily tried to leave with his sword, and encountered Mugong returning from outside.
Standing within and without the Yujing Boundary Stone, the two paused, feeling somewhat awkward.
On either side of the boundary stone stood two figures: one wanted to descend the mountain to save the common people, the other, after wreaking havoc upon living beings, wanted to return to the mountain.
A thin line separated them, not people, but a matter of the Great Dao's good and evil.
Hongjun on the mountain sensed the two and shook his head, saying, "Tongtian, if you step half a step out of Yujing at this moment, you will no longer be my disciple.
Mugong, from now on, you need not return to Mount Yujing!"
"Master!"
"Senior!"
The two cried out in surprise.
Hongjun spoke no further words, and both understood.
Tongtian shook his head and turned back into the mountain. Mugong, however, was filled with regret and knelt outside the boundary stone, begging for mercy.
Hongjun glanced at the returning Tongtian and said, "Go into seclusion. You will see me in thirty Yuan Hui."
Tongtian, unable to quell his inner turmoil, said, "Master! You merely watch those people act recklessly and harm all living beings in the world?"
Hongjun said expressionlessly, "This is not your concern. Go."
Tongtian, slightly displeased, retreated.
Beside the three thatched huts, Laozi glanced at Tongtian, who was displeased, and sighed, "Junior brother, how do you know of Master's great compassion?"
Tongtian, hearing this, could not help but question, "Even with the ability to break through heaven and earth, he sits high on the mountain peak, indifferent to the life and death of all beings. What great compassion is this?"
Laozi said, "Junior brother, you only see the tragic deaths of sentient beings, but you do not see their karmic imprints of killing.
Since the opening of the Primordial World, the killing among sentient beings has never ceased. The beings you see desperately fleeing at this moment were once cruel individuals who killed at will.
They carry their own tribulations. When a tribulation arises, it is the time when their destiny is exhausted.
Master appears to stand by and watch, but he is controlling the great momentum of the Heavenly Dao. Under this great momentum, he protects the minor forces. Those who do good will naturally be protected by the great momentum; those who do evil will be destroyed by their tribulations.
Sentient beings have their own karmic destinies, and heaven and earth have their own cycles of change.
Master never interferes in the games between these great beings, not because he feigns aloofness, but because in Master's eyes, there is only heaven and earth, only the Dao, and nothing else."