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Chapter 753: Destination – Purple Void Palace!

What had happened in this world?

Li Changshou, controlling his Third Avatar disguised as an ‘elderly human Celestial Immortal,’ stood atop a desolate mountain in the Divine Continent of Eastern Victory, watching the rolling gray clouds gathering overhead.

Divine punishment was about to descend!

What exactly had transpired here?

It began with the Beautiful Monkey King of Flower Fruit Mountain being bestowed the title of Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

Most of the Heavenly Court’s immortals had misgivings about this. Qin Xuanya had remonstrated in the Hall of Universal Light, debating and refuting several points with the false Taibai, causing slight variations in the Journey to the West tribulation that hadn’t been previously foretold by Heaven’s Way, alerting the Dao Ancestor.

The Dao Ancestor carefully examined the Three Thousand Great Daos and detected traces of the Demon Way. He went beneath the Tower of Reincarnation and destroyed the Demon Venerable’s spirit core, discovering Li Changshou’s completed schemes.

Anyone would be angered in such circumstances.

Anyone who thought they had won, watched their opponent flee pathetically into the Chaos Sea, and enjoyed the “thrill of victory” for a thousand years, only to discover it was all part of their opponent’s plan, would feel somewhat unsettled.

The Dao Ancestor felt exactly this way…

Everything was developing in a direction he couldn’t control. The One who had departed was no longer just an inerasable existence within the rules of the Great Dao.

He had long since been outmaneuvered by Li Changshou!

To regain the initiative, the Dao Ancestor chose to destroy his own script and began a series of moves.

Sun Wukong’s mind was controlled and led astray into the Palace of Universal Joy, where he consumed a spiritual pill and was sent by Heaven’s Way to hide in Flower Fruit Mountain.

The Dao Ancestor directly controlled the minds of the remaining Demon Court’s powerful demons, gathering these demon experts at Flower Fruit Mountain.

In just three days, Flower Fruit Mountain became a scene of chaos.

The Celestial Army arrived in force, intending to annihilate the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain with a lightning offensive.

As the battle raged at Flower Fruit Mountain large numbers of demon experts fell.

The false Taibai suddenly appeared, claiming orders from the Jade Emperor to kill all monkey spirits under Sun Wukong’s command.

The Dao Ancestor’s move was intended to provoke Sun Wukong into battle with the Heavenly Court, triggering the greatest variable in the Journey to the West tribulation.

The Dao Ancestor’s logic wasn’t particularly complex—currently, the only opportunity that could impact Heaven’s Way and cause slight disturbances in the primitive world was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven’s havoc in heaven. This was when Li Changshou was most likely to make his move.

By disrupting his steps, the Dao Ancestor was trying to disrupt Li Changshou’s formation and force him to reveal himself.

The effect was quite evident—Li Changshou did step forward.

But this was merely the Dao Ancestor’s ‘fortunate mistake.’

Li Changshou stepped forward only because he didn’t want his disciples to suffer after today.

How could he not understand the Dao Ancestor’s intentions?

But things had come to this point, and he could only respond to the challenge.

The final sliver of victory he could grasp still had a chance to be wrested from the Dao Ancestor’s hands.

This was a battle concerning countless beings across the Three Realms; he had to be cautious beyond caution, allowing no room for error.

But equally, this was a battle concerning his disciple’s future fate.

There was no need to weigh which was more important. Li Changshou didn’t want to sacrifice Sun Wukong to achieve victory in the overall battle.

The so-called inherent tragedy was merely an excuse for insufficient ability.

If he couldn’t even protect one disciple, how could he claim to protect all living beings from Heaven’s Way’s selfish desires?

This time!

Li Changshou would not be like last time, allowing Heaven’s Way to destroy the Severing Sect, allowing the Dao Ancestor to seal away his teacher, and allowing the Dao Ancestor to arbitrarily bully beings connected to him!

The Third Avatar deliberately revealed himself, looking up at the Purple Void Palace, using the Dao rhythm of Balance to attract the Dao Ancestor’s attention.

He made a cupped-hand salute, just short of calling out “Fellow Daoist.”

The Dao Ancestor’s response was swift and decisive. Without revealing even a hint of Dao rhythm, he directly mobilized the incalculable power of Heaven’s Way, transforming it into countless tribulation clouds gathering toward the Third Avatar’s location.

In just an instant!

The Balance Dao displayed in the world;

The elderly Daoist figure standing with hands behind his back atop the mountain peak;

The boundless tribulation clouds, already beginning to brew purple-black divine lightning…

These attracted the attention of the strongest beings in the world!

In the Palace of the Holy Mother, Lady Nuwa, who had been reading by the pool, flashed to appear before her pavilion’s door, watching Li Changshou’s location.

In the Hall of Universal Light, the Heaven Emperor wearing yellow robes and an imperial crown stood up, staring at the jade table before him, his body trembling continuously.

In the Palace of the Dipper Mother Sovereign, Zhao Gongming pushed aside the Severing Sect immortal before him and glared toward the sea of clouds below.

At Mount Spirit, where Li Changshou’s First Avatar False Putixin was hiding, the figure of Saint Conductor had already vanished, and the chanting stopped in Treasure Buddha’s great hall.

At Mount Kunlun, in the Three Friends Courtyard behind the Jade Void Palace, the middle-aged Daoist reclining under a tree briefly paused in turning his book’s pages, then showed a slight smile and shook his head.

That figure;

That somewhat unfamiliar figure seemed capable of containing heaven and earth.

The Grand Pure One’s disciple…

“Changeng!”

“Changshou?”

However, at this moment, no one knew why Li Changshou had suddenly revealed himself.

Even the Dao Ancestor, who had reacted the quickest, didn’t quite understand why Li Changshou would choose such a moment to reveal his traces.

In the Dao Ancestor’s view, Li Changshou’s behavior was not very rational, had no specific purpose, and wasn’t any particular opportunity for Li Changshou.

—This was what Li Changshou had previously told the Dao Ancestors about their fundamental difference in perspective when viewing issues.

The Second Avatar secretly entered Flower Fruit Mountain’s body.

Taking advantage of the chaos of battle everywhere, Li Jing’s treasure pagoda continuously rotating in the sky, and the Heavenly Court not yet withdrawing its protective formation, he arrived at the gathering place of the monkey soldiers.

Every monkey spirit surrounded by Heaven’s Way’s special karmic obstacles was a monkey whose life Sun Wukong had marked in the netherworld’s Book of Life and Death.

From Li Changshou’s sleeve flew specks of starlight, and tiny formation discs that this avatar had secretly made earlier scattered from the earth, forming seventy-two teleportation formations in an instant.

Formation connected to formation, technique linked to technique.

Within the light beams of the Heavenly Court’s protective formation, those monkeys were either stunned, dazed, filled with hot blood wanting to resist the Heavenly Court’s massacre alongside their demon brethren, or wanting to flee but trapped by the light beams.

At this moment, immortal light-like vines wrapped around these monkeys’ ankles.

The Dao rhythm of Heaven and Earth spread out.

In the high sky above Flower Fruit Mountain, Li Jing stared at the ‘Star-Lord Taibai’ before him, his calm face showing traces of confusion.

Li Jing asked in puzzlement: “For mere monkey kind, why does His Majesty pay such attention? Star-Lord, what exactly do you intend to do?”

“Marshal Li Jing,” the false Taibai said with a smile, “this is merely a misjudgment caused by Sun Wukong’s origin.

Previously, we always thought this Sun Wukong was a stone refined by Lady Nuwa to mend the heavens, so treated him as promising material, but now the Heavenly Court’s marshals are dissatisfied, we can only kill Sun Wukong to appease the masses.

These monkey spirits have disrupted the order of reincarnation, this is the evil fruit brought about by Sun Wukong himself, they must be killed.”

Li Jing frowned deeply, wanting to speak but only moving his beard slightly.

The false Taibai glanced at where Li Changshou’s Third Avatar was located and smiled: “Marshal Li Jing, do not hesitate, this minor deity will take full responsibility.”

“Taking such action, isn’t this treating these demons too little as living beings?”

Li Jing said gravely: “Though demons are ancient remnant races, and among them are many cruel, bloodthirsty, and scheming individuals, looking at the mostly low-cultivated minor demons here, they are no different from mountain spirits.

The monkey kind is the same.

The Heavenly Court exists to protect the Three Realms and exists for the strong to shelter the weak, treating these beings like this now, doesn’t violate the Heavenly Court’s original purpose.

Star-Lord, why not first imprison all monkeykind in this humble official’s pagoda, then go to the Hall of Universal Light later, if His Majesty orders their death, this humble official will personally destroy their spirits and bodies, what do you think?”

“Impossible,” the false Taibai’s smile gradually faded, just as he was about to speak, a strange Dao rhythm suddenly erupted beneath his feet.

Li Jing and the false Taibai looked down simultaneously, only to see that within the light beams of the celestial army’s protective formation, where were there any monkeys?

Only a few monkey hairs floated down gently.

Li Jing was stunned, but that false Taibai gave a cold laugh, spitting out a few words:

“Heaven and Earth movement, mustard seed space, Fellow Daoist so this was your plan, truly good technique.”

At once, the false Taibai passed by Li Jing, his body emanating thick heavenly authority, the five-pointed star on his forehead blazing with light.

His fly whisk lightly swept out, causing Sun Wukong, who had been placed at his ‘birthplace’ and was about to wake up, to fall asleep again;

Then he took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and scattered it forward.

The symbols carved on that jade talisman burst forth with brilliant light, and the thick sea of spiritual energy surged like tides, condensing into mountains of dark red above this false Taibai’s head.

The false Taibai’s voice spread everywhere:

“All celestial soldiers return to formation.”

Li Jing wanted to speak but found he couldn’t open his mouth, his whole body unable to move, his primordial spirit unknowingly already restrained.

That false Taibai raised his left hand high, his wide sleeve falling, his wrinkled palm flat against heaven and earth.

“By heaven’s command, here today, annihilate the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain.”

Before his words fell, that left hand had already casually slid downward.

Behind him, those hundreds of mountains crashed down toward Flower Fruit Mountain, like dozens of suns appearing in the sky, rolling waves of heat surging through heaven and earth.

Countless celestial soldiers and generals watched with twitching eyelids.

On Flower Fruit Mountain, seven great banners fluttered in the wind, and countless demon beings looked up at the approaching doomsday, their eyes full of despair.

Li Changshou watched this scene with some helplessness in his heart.

This was the Dao Ancestor.

Always able to intervene personally without hesitation, even when dealing with some insignificant demon remnants, he could righteously mobilize spiritual energy ten times, a hundred times their strength.

Heavenly fire meteors.

The main peak of Flower Fruit Mountain collapsed with a boom!

And in such a magnificent scene, beings were wailing, grieving, desperately calling out.

【At last, heaven and earth were no longer silent.】

But more gazes shifted away from here, moving to an unnamed desolate mountain tens of thousands of miles away.

A light chuckle echoed through heaven and earth. Every cultivator above the Daluo realm sensed the Dao rhythm of Balance.

Following this, that clear voice resonated throughout the Eastern Continent.

“Daoist disciple Li Changshou requests an audience with the Dao Ancestor.”

The response was the continuous rumbling from the tribulation clouds rolling overhead.

Li Changshou murmured: “It seems I’ll need to find a way to withstand this heavenly tribulation.”

As soon as his words fell, a purple-black divine lightning bolt as thick as a water barrel crashed down from the sky, almost instantly shattering half the body of Li Changshou’s avatar, directly dispersing it into gray smoke.

Yet Li Changshou didn’t move at all. As this elderly Daoist’s remnant body slowly fell, from his right sleeve flew out another elderly Daoist figure.

How could the Demon Way not have backups?

“Dao Ancestor, don’t you want to talk more with me?”

Before the words fell, another purple-black divine lightning struck down, destroying this avatar almost instantly, leaving not even debris.

A deep hole appeared in the center of the desolate mountain below, with dark red magma visible at its deepest point.

Another light chuckle and a middle-aged Daoist walked out from the left forest, hands behind his back as he looked up at the tribulation clouds in the sky.

In the Purple Void Palace, the Dao Ancestor’s face immediately fell.

In the Kun Peng Secret Realm, Li Changshou wasn’t feeling too well at this moment, forcibly experiencing the sensation of being ‘annihilated’ twice.

These cultivators with gaps in their Dao’s hearts were mostly those who had committed great evil but hadn’t received retribution. Li Changshou was essentially carrying out heaven’s will through the Dao Ancestor’s hands.

Although it was somewhat disrespectful not to say ‘excuse me’ when occupying their Dao’s hearts, special circumstances left no choice, and they would have to make long-term plans.

Li Changshou looked up at the tribulation clouds in the sky and said calmly: “Dao Ancestor, could it be you want me to strike at the Purple Void Palace?”

This was his second move—a show of force.

As if to verify his words, waves of spiritual power suddenly emanated from deep within the earth.

These spiritual power fluctuations were very weak, perhaps initially just like dust, but soon after, this dust transformed into rocks, and rocks into mountains.

With the Crossing Immortal Gate as the center, spiritual energy suddenly erupted across thousands of miles!

From the mountain forests, figures emerged from within each tree trunk;

In mountain streams and rivers, paper figures floated to the surface, quickly taking on human size, flying out of the water with lifeless eyes.

In valleys, abandoned mines, forests, and even earth veins!

Points of light ignited one after another, figures standing up one after another!

They were neither male nor female, their expressions mostly repetitive, previously like sand and dead wood, and now still without any spirit.

Paper Daoist Puppets – Self-Destruct State.

At the gathering place of tribulation clouds, Li Changshou’s controlled avatar swept his wide sleeve, and hundreds of ‘Heaven and Earth Rupture Holes’ appeared beneath the tribulation clouds.

Over a hundred!

Points of light surged from within the holes, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of figures densely flying out!

Carrying mottled spiritual energy comparable to Celestial Immortal realm cultivators, bearing mostly duplicated face masks, like countless flying insects, they penetrated the tribulation clouds!

Thunder roared, and Heaven’s Way’s power surged violently.

But the suddenly appearing paper puppets were truly too numerous, even the tribulation clouds couldn’t react in time.

Paper puppets attacking from all directions embedded themselves into the tribulation clouds in the shortest time, not giving the clouds a chance to erupt, their talismans simultaneously activating, the spiritual energy accumulated within them bursting forth!

Boom!

Li Changshou stood before the forest with hands behind his back, watching the scattered tribulation clouds, his lips showing a slight smile.

A ray of sunlight fell on him, quite warm.

While the tribulation clouds had difficulty gathering, Li Changshou unhurriedly opened door after door.

This situation was as if this heaven and earth were his backyard garden.

Another batch of paper puppets flew in from somewhere unknown.

But this time the paper puppets didn’t self-destruct, instead ‘stacking like arhats’ around Li Changshou’s avatar.

Paper puppet after paper puppet transformed into components, assembling in a short time into a huge figure hundred zhang tall.

A streak of immortal light passed by, concealing the intertwined limbs of the paper puppets within, transforming into Li Changshou’s face, Li Changshou’s form.

He wore a plain-styled Daoist robe, his long hair bound in a Daoist crown, and hands behind his back as he looked toward the high heavens.

Most of the spiritual energy within these paper puppets was manipulated by Li Changshou, shaking many Great Daos of this place, spreading his voice throughout heaven and earth:

“I have returned, though I never truly left.

None need intervene, those dissatisfied with the Heavenly Court should hold back for now.

This is now a contest between me and Dao Ancestor Hongjun, none need be involved. If I lose this round again, you all take care of yourselves, don’t worry about me.”

This…

In the Fire Cloud Cave, the hero spirit army already prepared to mobilize was now stopped by the Yellow Emperor’s furrowed brow.

In the Palace of the Holy Mother, Lady Nuwa slightly frowned, the flames about to ignite in her eyes quickly retreating.

In the Heavenly Court’s Palace of the Dipper Mother Sovereign, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, who had been preparing for emergency childbirth to join the battle after giving birth, was also quite shaken.

And beside Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Qin Xuanya had already fainted—knocked unconscious by Golden Spirit Holy Mother after detecting her violently fluctuating emotions.

In the Purple Void Palace, the Dao Ancestor showed a faint smile, raising his hand to point at the Jade Disc of Creation before him.

In the Divine Continent of Eastern Victory, a divine lightning bolt struck down, shattering Li Changshou’s painstakingly condensed avatar, each paper puppet turning to ash and scattering.

Heaven’s Way shook, and Li Changshou’s voice was directly intercepted and swiftly covered.

As if there had never been such turbulence in heaven and earth;

Like a dream seen only by a few experts.

But at this moment, Heaven’s Way could sense, the Dao Ancestor could sense, that the power of the Human Way and living beings restrained by Heaven’s Way’s power showed unusual activity.

In the Hall of Universal Light of the Heavenly Court, His Majesty the Jade Emperor’s lips showed a faint smile as he looked down at the mostly confused immortals below, and actually…

Stretched lazily.

Before the main hall of the Palace of the Dipper Mother Sovereign, Zhao Gongming laughed and chuckled, slapping his thigh, then tried to suppress his laughter.

Most of the immortals were somewhat bewildered, wondering about the voice they had just heard and the Dao rhythm they had sensed, why it felt both strange yet somewhat familiar.

Moreover, two or three higher-cultivated Severing Sect immortals suddenly discovered an additional figure within their Dao’s hearts.

A title stuck in their throats, yet they couldn’t shout it, couldn’t call it out.

“Something’s wrong,” Zhao Gongming frowned deeply, “What is little brother doing with this setup? This doesn’t make sense. Could it be he was discovered and forced to reveal himself?

This doesn’t seem like Little Brother’s style either.”

The immortals from the Severing Sect looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Not just Zhao Gongming, but at this moment, any primordial powerful being who remembered Li Changshou and had caught the earlier situation was puzzled, unable to understand what had happened.

Where was the rest?

After standing out and speaking such morale-boosting words, saying all forces should stand back and watch, he would duel the Dao Ancestor alone.

Shouldn’t there be a grand entrance next?

The Dao Ancestor, Heaven’s Way, several Saints, and many powerful beings began searching continuously through heaven and earth, trying to find other traces.

In a sense, Li Changshou had already seized the initiative.

At Mount Mei, in that forest accompanied by sounds of joy and laughter.

At Mount Mei, True Lord Yang Jian of Pure Origin Wonderful Dao turned over the grilled fish before him, watching Yang Chan’er chasing butterflies accompanied by her maids, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face.

Inexplicably, the vertical eye on his forehead trembled slightly, opening on its own, then quickly closing.

Those voices just intercepted by Heaven’s Way appeared spontaneously in Yang Jian’s heart.

‘I have returned, though I never truly left…’

Who?

Somehow, Yang Jian raised his hand to his sleeve, taking out a sealed treasure pouch.

He had forgotten who had whispered these words in his ear:

【This item is of great importance, though there are no treasures inside, only some of my words, and some strategies.

If one day, I leave this world, and heaven and earth, the Heavenly Court encounters an insurmountable crisis, or if you feel you’ve fallen back into that state of despair where I once guided you, the seal will disperse on its own.

Then, you may open it and take a look, inside are the brilliant strategies I’ve left for you.】

These words seemed to have been spoken in some secret location, abruptly remaining in the depths of Yang Jian’s memory.

Yet he could never recall who had spoken them, only remembering that person’s gentle voice, someone he greatly respected yet somehow feared to face.

Previously, Yang Jian had looked at this pouch several times, but its seal had never opened.

But today, at this moment!

The pouch’s opening, just so abruptly… opened.

In the Kun Peng Secret Realm, at Li Changshou’s true body’s location.

Black and white qi flashed through Li Changshou’s eyes, the primordial treasure Taiji Diagram appearing before him, then directly vanishing.

In Kun Peng’s main control room, Great Law Master Xuandu’s eyelid twitched as he watched the ‘course’ before him, opening his left hand as black and white qi gathered in his palm, slowly condensing into the Taiji Diagram.

This was the ‘divine ability’ of the Taiji Diagram treasure, ignoring all obstacles to transmit between the ‘seeds’ it had planted.

Of course, these seeds were difficult to plant, requiring an expert with a deep understanding of the Yin-Yang Great Dao, working in conjunction with the Taiji Diagram, to achieve the purpose of crossing the Chaos Sea.

Some spiritual intuition sounded in Xuandu’s heart, his expression immediately becoming somewhat grave.

‘Senior Brother, the plan has been moved forward, everything is under control. I will first delay the Dao Ancestor for a bit, counting on you.’

Xuandu took a light breath, immediately sending a message to Kong Xuan, then directly activated the Taiji Diagram.

Yin and Yang qi completely enveloped the massive Kun Peng vessel, five-colored divine light erupted from its tail, and the Kun Peng vessel, already at the speed limit ceiling, in this instant…

Penetrated through the disordered space-time of the Chaos Sea!

Li Changshou let out a light breath, mentally reviewing the final steps one more time.

There were no longer so many possibility branches now, the deduction tree had reached its final twigs.

He also had to face this battle head-on now.

What he had used so far were merely a few corner trump cards, being able to attract attention throughout heaven and earth, telling Lady Holy Mother and the Human Sovereigns of Fire Cloud Cave not to intervene, had already accomplished most of his expectations.

In terms of the Demon Way method, the true trump cards lay in False Putixin and the Empty Space Great Dao.

After some thought, he sent a message to Yun Xiao, asking her and Ling’e to enter the hall, preparing some words in his heart, and as they floated in, he directly said:

“It’s time for the decisive battle.”

Li Changshou said seriously: “I need to make a personal trip to the primitive world shortly, I’ll return after finishing my business.

Don’t worry about my safety, I have complete confidence in withdrawing safely, and won’t force matters if they’re impossible.

There are still one or two of the Dao Ancestor’s spies in the Kun Peng Secret Realm, their strength is insufficient and their minds have been influenced. Later, you can just contain them, no need to make it known or punish them.”

Yun Xiao immediately said: “I should go with you.”

Li Changshou was somewhat troubled.

“Sister.”

Ling’e called softly, raising her hand to hold Yun Xiao’s delicate hand, smiling at her with pursed lips, saying quietly:

“We should just wait for Senior Brother to return.

If we go along, we won’t be able to participate in the confrontation between the Dao Ancestor and Senior Brother, and might instead easily become hostages if the Dao Ancestor becomes desperate.

We should leave two paper puppets behind and escape into the Chaos Sea, avoiding the Dao Ancestor’s spies, that’s what’s crucial now.”

Li Changshou: …

Finally, my little junior sister had grown up!

Yun Xiao still wanted to insist, but Ling’e gently persuaded her with a few words, giving her senior brother an expression saying ‘Don’t worry, I’ll look after Sister Yun Xiao.’

Li Changshou said gently: “Going from here to the primitive world, without the Taiji Diagram’s assistance, even with Yun Xiao’s magical power, it would take at least several decades to arrive.”

Ling’e blinked, then her lips twitched slightly, she couldn’t help but hold her forehead with one hand.

How could she forget about that?

Ling’e, who had planned to form the strongest support team with Sister Yun Xiao after her senior brother left, instantly became teary-eyed, looking pitifully at Li Changshou.

Li Changshou conceded, sighing:

“Very well, call everyone who wants to come along, and enter Yun’s Primordial Golden Dipper together.

I’ll take you all with me, we’ll go everywhere together.

Fortunately, I’m well-prepared this time.”

Yun Xiao pursed her lips, looking at Li Changshou with some guilt.

Li Changshou naturally knew what she felt guilty about, it was simply that she felt she hadn’t been helpful and was stubbornly causing trouble, feeling somewhat apologetic.

But as Ling’e had just said, in the game with the Dao Ancestor, unless one was at the level of the first five Saints before the Six Saints, no one could participate.

Li Changshou waved his hand, letting them quickly go call people.

Then, he closed his eyes and said seriously:

“Four Mei Guardians, don’t hold back, this is the final hard battle.”

The Four Mei Guardians responded in unison, their faces filled with sacred radiance.

They firmly believed that at this moment they were contributing to the salvation of more beings, even though these beings were completely different from their Outer Heavenly Demons, such matters still held profound meaning.

The Way of Heavenly Demons was pushed to its extreme by them!

In the primitive world;

The Five Continents;

Besides the lotus pond at Spirit Mountain.

‘False Putixin’ opened his eyes, staring at the water’s surface for a while, as if having something on his mind, letting out a light sigh.

Then a warm voice came from beside him, it was Saint Conductor speaking slowly:

“Putixin, fear not, that person can no longer make waves, just now was merely a show of force.”

Li Changshou truly felt somewhat reluctant in his heart.

He stood up, made a Daoist salute toward Saint Conductor’s residence, and then let out a long sigh.

Some words are actually better left unsaid;

Some things inevitably had to come to this step.

He said softly: “Master, this disciple wishes to borrow something.”

Saint Conductor slightly frowned, keenly detecting the subtle change in False Putixin’s tone.

Light flickered, and Saint Conductor appeared beside the lotus pond, his eyes watching ‘False Putixin.’

“What thing?”

Li Changshou pointed at the lotus pond, and from within, the Golden Cicada carrying multiple seals flew out, following Li Changshou’s gesture to become an inch long, casually pinched between his fingers.

“The Golden Cicada.”

The conductor’s eyebrow raised as he stared at his beloved disciple before him.

“You…”

Li Changshou lowered his head in a Daoist salute, and when he stood up again, his gray-white hair slowly transformed to black, his body grew three inches taller, shoulders half an inch broader, that face changing to Li Changshou’s true appearance.

“Regarding borrowing the name of False Putixin, this junior offers his apologies to the senior.

False Putixin died long ago from heart demons, and I am his heart demon.”

Conductor’s face aged many years in an instant, his eyes carrying traces of anger, “Aren’t you afraid this poor Daoist will kill you here?”

“Senior cannot do so.”

Li Changshou shook his head slightly, the Dao rhythm around him suddenly becoming empty and mysterious, his body like a thin mist.

“Empty selflessness, selfless false stability.”

Li Changshou seemed to disappear from heaven and earth, and in that thin mist, a purple-black chain appeared in physical form, then shattered with a ping.

That faint voice sounded:

“Though all things ultimately return to emptiness, my Dao and my heart remain constant.

Why return to emptiness? It is merely the illusion projected by the Way of Years.

My Dao remains naturally unmoved, emptiness naturally doesn’t come from before, all things and all spirits, all forms are not illusions, the tides surge naturally has its end.

What is seen is a ‘process,’ and what is seen has no ‘end.’

I am, therefore there is no emptiness.”

Li Changshou’s form condensed again, his Dao realm rapidly rising.

He said nothing more, cupped his hands to Saint Conductor, and was about to leave Spirit Mountain with the Golden Cicada pinched between his fingers.

“Where are you going?”

The conductor suddenly asked this.

“Purple Void Palace, before the Dao Ancestor,” Li Changshou smiled, “My discussion of the Dao with him is unfinished, I still have one battle with him.

Senior, rest easy.”

Before his words fell, Li Changshou’s form had already vanished.

In the high sky of the Western Cattle Gift Continent, a shooting star shot toward the heavens, the Three Thousand Great Daos shaking together.

【Trump Cards: Patriarch Putixin, Empty Space Great Dao】.

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