477: Liu Chenxiang splits the mountain to save his mother

Clouds and mist drifted silently from outside the hall, turning into flowing light that paved the ground. A figure slowly appeared at the end of the flowing light.

With a high bun and a phoenix crown, adorned with pearls and jade, she wore a nine-colored rainbow dress, covered by a mysterious black skirt embroidered with mountains and rivers.

Her face was dignified and majestic, yet a hint of sorrow that could not be dissipated lingered between her brows.

It was none other than the Queen Mother of the West, who governed the female immortals and ruled the Three Realms alongside the Jade Emperor.

She brought no attendant fairies, walking alone into the hall with slow, deliberate steps.

Her gaze fixed directly on Lu Jiuyuan in front of the imperial throne.

"Your Majesty, you are quite imposing today."

Lu Jiuyuan turned around, faced the Queen Mother of the West, and said with a smile, "You have come, My Lady."

"Your Majesty has endured for so long, why not continue to endure? What is the point of making Guanyin kneel today and beating the mountain to scare the tiger?"

Lu Jiuyuan did not answer immediately; he walked down the imperial steps and stopped a short distance in front of the Queen Mother of the West.

"What does My Lady think I want to do?" he asked in return.

The Queen Mother of the West was silent for a moment, the light in her phoenix eyes swirling, as if weighing something, or perhaps suppressing something.

"Your Majesty wants to draw out the new heavenly rules!"

"The new heavenly rules are in Mount Hua, they are the very heart of Mount Hua now. Liu Chenxiang only needs to pick up the sky-opening axe and split Mount Hua to release them."

"You know of this, and I know of it too! Your Majesty, you are going to strike back!"

"It schemed against Yao Ji and brought about the birth of Erlang Shen, all to make Erlang Shen the new Heavenly Emperor! When that didn't succeed, it schemed against the Third Holy Mother and brought about the birth of Liu Chenxiang." Lu Jiuyuan recounted the past calmly:

"Its emotions are becoming increasingly abundant, it is becoming increasingly impatient, and it is becoming increasingly unwilling to be bound!"

"It is no longer the ancient, revolving, Emotionless, and desireless Dao."

"It has developed a sense of self, it has likes and dislikes... it has learned to scheme."

"But it is, after all, the Dao, the foundation of the Three Realms. If it exists, the Three Realms exist; if it does not exist, the Three Realms will cease to exist. Has Your Majesty prepared to reopen the heavens and earth?"

"Your Majesty, what crime have the common people committed?"

"What crime have the common people committed..." Lu Jiuyuan repeated softly. "My Lady, it is precisely because the common people are innocent that I cannot continue to endure."

"The affair of Yao Ji was the first time "It" tasted the sweetness of using emotion as a blade to pry open the order of the Heavenly Court."

"The birth of Erlang Shen was the first chess piece it planted, a seed of rebellion aimed at the authority of the Heavenly Emperor."

"Unfortunately, although Erlang Shen suffered countless hardships, in his bones he always maintained a sense of protection and awe for order, and a persistence for family affection, failing to completely transform into a weapon of destruction."

"And so, there was a second time."

Lu Jiuyuan's voice was steady: "The Third Holy Mother, a more tender existence, one more easily pierced by the word 'emotion'. Liu Yanchang, an accidental Mortal scholar... Heh, how similar the trajectory is."

"Liu Chenxiang, born in response to the times, gathered Erlang Shen's obsession, Yao Ji's tragedy, and its more intense, more urgent expectations."

""It" is accelerating, becoming impatient. From Yao Ji to the Third Holy Mother, a thousand years passed; but from the Third Holy Mother violating the heavenly laws to Liu Chenxiang growing up, how long has it been?"

"It cannot wait any longer. It cannot wait to see these old heavenly laws collapse, the new heavenly rules emerge, order reshaped; it cannot wait to tear off the shackles on its body."

"Therefore, Your Majesty went with the flow, and even fueled the fire. You supported Erlang Shen's layout, supported the Monkey King's intervention, and personally guided Golden Cicada, only then... Your Majesty deliberately intensified all of this, pushing Liu Chenxiang to the forefront, turning Mount Hua into a chessboard, and regarding the sky-opening axe as the key!"

"Correct." Lu Jiuyuan admitted frankly: "When the new heavenly rules emerge, that will be the time for me to fight it! I hope that at that moment, My Lady can stand behind me, so that I have no worries."

"The alternation of old and new will cause the Heavenly Dao to tremble. There will inevitably be demons and monsters taking the opportunity to cause Chaos, and there will inevitably be those with ulterior motives wanting to snatch chestnuts from the fire. The Heavenly Court cannot be in Chaos, Reincarnation cannot be broken, and trillions of living beings cannot be turned into dust because of the battle between me and the "Heavenly Dao"."

"Stabilizing the Heavenly Court, suppressing the Netherworld, pacifying the various Heavenly Immortals and gods, and protecting the living beings of the Lower Realm—this matter can only be done by you, My Lady."

The Queen Mother of the West was silent, her hands hidden within the wide sleeves of her rainbow dress, slightly clenching imperceptibly.

She knew that what Lu Jiuyuan said was the truth, and she knew how heavy this burden was. This was not just trust; it was placing the weight of the Three Realms and Six Paths onto her shoulders.

"Is Your Majesty so certain that I am willing to help you?"

She nodded extremely solemnly.

"I believe in you!" Lu Jiuyuan said with a smile. In this world, from a three-year-old little girl to the Queen Mother of the West in heaven, everyone needs to be coaxed! As long as you coax them well, anything can be done!

"Very well."

One word, heavier than a thousand catties.

"Since Your Majesty has decided to carry out this Heaven-Defying matter, I..."

She looked at Lu Jiuyuan with burning eyes, "will guard the Thirty-Three Heavens for you, guard this Hall of Miraculous Mist, and guard the Three Realms and Six Paths, the breathing space for trillions of living beings."

"Until Your Majesty returns in triumph, or..."

"There will be no "or"." Lu Jiuyuan interrupted her, his tone flat but containing absolute confidence: "I will return, I will return completely intact!"

One year in the Mortal world is one day in heaven. The silent covenant and confrontation within the Hall of Miraculous Mist had only passed a few days in the heavenly realm, but in the Lower Realm, several years had already passed, enough for a youth to be reborn, and enough for a storm that would shake the Three Realms to brew and take shape.

On the peak of Mount Hua, clouds and mist swirled all year round. Usually, immortal birds would occasionally cry, spiritual springs would gurgle, and it was a scene of quiet solemnity. However, today, this tranquility was completely broken.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a dense crowd of countless Cultivators, demon spirits, Essence Spirits who had come upon hearing the news, and even some Loose Immortals who were hiding their figures and had obscure auras.

They did not dare to get too close, only watching from afar at the towering mountain that reached into the clouds, feeling the faint, increasingly clear throbbing coming from deep within the mountain's belly, like the heartbeat of the earth, tugging at the Divine Soul of everyone.

The sky was also filled with strange phenomena. Various colored lights of escape would appear and disappear from time to time, and occasionally huge phantom images of Dharma bodies would flash across the clouds, carrying scrutiny, curiosity, calculation, or pure awe.

That was the gaze of many powerful beings from various forces. Countless eyes in the Three Realms were now cast upon this Mount Hua of the West, which seemed ordinary but was tied to the secrets of heaven.

On the mountainside, there was a relatively flat stone platform. Liu Chenxiang was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, his face having shed its original immaturity and hesitation.

His figure was upright, his brows and eyes resolute. Having experienced falling in love, his lover dying, getting beaten up, getting beaten up, and getting beaten up again—after a series of beatings from his uncle, he had finally matured.

In his hand, he was holding an axe with an ancient design, yet it seemed to contain the wild aura of the beginning of the creation of the world—the sky-opening axe!

The axe presented a dark, Chaos-like color, with only a chilling light flowing on the blade that made one's heart tremble. Just by holding it, the surrounding space rippled with subtle, almost invisible ripples, as if it could not bear its weight.

Beside Liu Chenxiang stood a few people.