Randeng sighed.
He should have thought of it.
The Heavenly Tribulation this time was a tribulation for all living beings. However, it was a relief for Saints.
Saints were with the Heavenly Dao. While they were indestructible, they were also restricted by the Heavenly Dao. There were naturally many things that could not be done according to their wishes.
Now that the Heavenly Dao was in chaos, the Heavenly Tribulation was clearly a special existence that exceeded the ordinary tribulation. To Saints, this might be the only chance to escape the restraints of this world!
From then on, he would be unrestrained and free!
Therefore, not long after the Grand Pure One returned, especially when he sensed that the human race was still protected by someone with great luck, he immediately transcended with his disciples without any reluctance.
That was because this opportunity was the only opportunity since the creation of the world and the Saints were guarding the destiny of the various sects!
Now, Primordial Beginning was about to leave.
However, it was understandable that the Primeval Lord of Heaven wanted to get rid of the last bit of karma before he left. However, it was a completely different matter when the person involved in the karma was involved in it.
Although Primordial Beginning spoke tactfully and was not angry at all, the two of them knew very well that the karma between the two of them and the Primordial Beginning Saint was huge!
"Fellow Daoist, the past is over. Why pursue it? Fellow Daoist, you have already made up your mind. There's no need to continue fighting. If you don't obtain more karma, it won't be beautiful," Randeng said in a low voice.
It had to be said that although it was a eloquent argument, it was possible for him to stop from the perspective of the past of Primordial Beginning.
"If I still want to stay in this world, I should not leave such karma."
Primordial Beginning said calmly, "However, I've said previously that we won't meet again after leaving this time. If I don't settle the matter back then, it's inevitable that time will pass. How can my thoughts be clear …"
Primordial Beginning smiled. "In that case, I have to ask the two Buddhas to fulfill my wish."
Randeng said dejectedly, "What do you want?"
Primordial Beginning cupped his hands. "The journey to the galaxy is long. I still lack a bright lamp to look after the path ahead."
Randeng's expression was tragic. However, he extended his hand and a flame suddenly appeared in his palm. Upon closer inspection, it was a small lamp. The flame flickered weakly, but under the blow of the Nine Heavens Astral Wind, it remained motionless. It seemed to be eternal.
"How is it?"
"Thank you, Buddha. we will not meet again in the future. Goodbye."
Randeng left hatefully.
Losing half of his Natal Divine Lamp was equivalent to losing eighty percent of his cultivation base. Without billions of years of hard work, he would not be able to regain it.
Primeval Beginning's move was equivalent to breaking his bones.
Yuanshi Fu looked at Ju Liusun Buddha again. Guang Chengzi, who was behind him, could not help but take a step forward, "Master."
Yuanshi waved his hand to stop him from pleading. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a white light from Ju Liusun Buddha's body. He said, "I'll take one of your three flowers and a piece of auspicious cloud to end the karma of the past. Is that okay?"
Ju Liusun knelt on the ground and cried out in grief, "Master!"
But there was no reply.
When he looked up, all he could see was emptiness.
…
Daoist Thunder and the others felt as if they had been abandoned again. Half a year ago, their ancestors had instructed them to gather the geniuses of Daoism. Furthermore, the more, the better.
Daoist Thunder was overjoyed. He spared no effort in searching the entire Dao League Continent, gathering nine million nine hundred and ninety thousand people.
When I woke up this morning … I realized …
It was gone. Everything was gone!
All of the cave-dwellings in the divine mountains had vanished. Even the auspicious clouds in the sky above the Dao Alliance were showing signs of crumbling. Only a few of them remained, drifting about feebly in the air.
"Where are they?"
Daoist Thunder rushed to the Three Pure Halls like a madman.
"Where did they go?"
He saw that his other brothers were all standing there in a daze. Facing his question, there was only dead silence in their eyes.
"Where are they?"
"They're all gone … They've all been taken away …"
"Then what should we do?"
"…"
A letter shone with golden light on the table.
Daoist Thunder's body trembled. For a moment, he did not dare to open the letter. He only felt desolate and disheartened.
This was a farewell letter left by Perfected Yu Ding. The content of the letter was unexpected, but it also seemed to be within his expectations.
The content of the letter was relatively simple. 'We're leaving this world's Cleansing Heavenly Tribulation. We're not going to get involved anymore. We're going to find a new place to settle down. This is no longer our paradise.'
'We don't want to fight to the end and be expelled when we lose more than half of our strength. We want to leave with our heads held high and work hard on our own.'
'We've taken the geniuses away, hoping to sow the light of the Righteous Path in a new place.'
'Although we've left, the ideals and brilliance of Daoism won't die with us.'
'Our orthodoxy won't disappear either.'
'We're not abandoning you. The rest of you only need to surrender to the Astral Souls Continent. Then, you'll be Astral Souls humans.'
'The people of the Dao League are the descendants of the people under the rule of the Ancient Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. We're all the same. There's no difference between races. The only difference is the orthodoxy …'
'Now, the last shackle that's holding you back is gone. Return to the Astral Souls human race. You'll become the clear stream of the human race in the Astral Souls!'
'I hope you can live safely and happily.'
'Inherit the orthodoxy.'
'And so on and so forth …'
At the end, there was an apologetic farewell, as well as a large pile of high-grade cultivation resources and pills.
However, in Daoist Thunder's eyes, all of this was meaningless.
After reading the letter, his heart had already turned to ashes.
Previously, many ancestors of the Dao League reappeared in the mortal world and instantly took back the old site of the Dao League Continent. Everyone in the Dao League was overjoyed, thinking that they could rise again and dominate the ancestral land. Now, everything had changed. How could it be like this?!
Now that the various races were at war, disputes had already been established. How could he and his brothers handle it with their strength alone? Even if only one Demon God from the Demon Race attacked, it would be enough to crush the current high-end combat power of the Dao League.
In such a cruel heavenly tribulation, only experts, powerhouses, pillars of support, and high-level combat power that could enter the battlefield now could maintain the situation!
What was the use of large amounts of cultivation resources and pills?
Could these allow him to improve to the point where he could fight against a Demon Emperor within a day?
If they could, Daoist Thunder would be more than willing to swallow all these resources in one go, even if it meant he would die from overeating!
However, this was obviously unrealistic.
We stayed here alone and fought for tens of millions of years …
After waiting for so long, you finally came back.
Then … after you came back, this place became the most extreme battlefield.
After a round of crazy battles, the entire continent was devastated. The original population of 100 billion fell to 10 billion.
Then, you guys just patted your butts and left, taking so many cultivation seeds with you …
Daoist Thunder and the other four felt like crying, dejected and disheartened …
Overnight, we actually returned to the point where we had no one to rely on …
We were even worse than Zuo Changlu. From the beginning to the end, he didn't have anyone to rely on. What kind of backing was he? He just clenched his teeth and fought, but he still managed to create the most peaceful and prosperous era among the various races.
Regardless of whether it was just for show or not, at least the Astral Souls Humans were really peaceful. No one came to invade them!
But what about us?
We were always their leaders. We were one level higher than them. We thought we were more than one level higher than them … For so many years, we were like that. But now, especially in recent years … How come we suddenly couldn't defeat them …
Then, the gap between us grew bigger and bigger. We couldn't even catch up to them anymore.
We waited so long for our ancestors to come back. We could finally show off our strength again, but they left again …
And they want us to surrender to them … and become Astral Souls Humans?
Become a clear stream of the Astral Souls Humans?!
What the hell!
Feng, Lei, Shuang, Yu, and Xue stood dumbfounded in the main hall, their hearts filled with confusion.
Now, at this very moment, they were especially envious of Daoist Huo and Daoist Yun, who died in battle.
Although they had died in battle, they had died valiantly and cleanly. They had died without any worries.
No, they would be engraved in the hearts of everyone in the Dao League. Even those who were taken away by them would feel the same!
On the other hand, they, who were still alive, had to face this mess!
"What should we do?" Daoist Snow's face was the same color as his name.
What should we do?
This was also the same word that echoed in the minds of the other four.
Could the Dao League hold on?
If the ancestors didn't leave, there would be no doubt that they could hold on. No matter what, they could still struggle at death's door.
But now, they were gone. They were all gone …
Outside, there were armies of demons, demons, and Asuras …
Yes, there were also armies in the Dao League …
Fight?
They couldn't win!
How could they win?
"Big Brother, what should we do? Now … what should we do?" Daoist Rain was uneasy, clearly at a loss.
As an early-stage Grand Heavenly Realm cultivator, even his voice was a little shaky now. Even his legs were starting to show signs of not being able to stand straight …
How could he not panic when his heart was empty?!
Daoist Thunder drifted out of the hall. Many of the Dao Alliance cultivators below were looking up at him expectantly, hoping that he would give them an explanation. After all, they had all sensed the sudden disappearance of so many divine mountains and immortal abodes.
At the foot of the mountain, there were even more people. It was a sea of people …
He could see that there was hope and anticipation on everyone's faces.
Fight, win, and live.
Daoist Thunder's eyes suddenly moistened.
"I'll go find Old Zuo and discuss the mainland alliance."
Daoist Thunder suddenly felt strength in his body again. He said softly, "Now, the two mainlands must merge."
"The Dao League has been the dominant force for so many years. Suddenly, they want to merge … I'm worried that some people can't change their minds …"
Daoist Rain sighed.
He naturally knew that the alliance and merger that Daoist Thunder mentioned was only a pretense. The real meaning was to surrender and seek refuge.
"Those who can't change their minds will only be beaten up by society. There's still hope for survival if they survive, but those who can't …"
Daoist Thunder said lightly, "If they can't change their minds, then so be it. The way out has been given to them. If they can't grasp it, it's no one's fault. "
Zuo Changlu was extremely surprised by Daoist Thunder's visit.
His eyeballs almost fell out.
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