587: Hongjun of Zixiao Palace is looking forward to it!

It was like a bow drawn to the full, stretched to the limit, emitting an unbearable groan, yet it never broke.

Billions of transparent veins appeared in the sky; these were the Heavenly Dao Laws under Lu Jiuyuan's augmentation, manifesting, circulating, and maintaining the integrity of the world.

The pangu banner of the Primordial Heavenly Venerate was trembling.

His Chaos Sword Qi had once split the heavens and cleaved the earth, but at this moment, it was being annihilated inch by inch within the blood-red light of the Immortal Slaying Sword.

The golden lamps of the Auspicious Clouds flickered like candles in the wind; each time they reignited, they were three parts dimmer than before.

Tongtian was laughing.

The laughter pierced through the sword formation, carrying blood, carrying hatred, and carrying the satisfaction of mutual destruction.

The power of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation: fifty percent defended against the three Saints, and fifty percent fell upon the Primordial Heavenly Venerate!

"Senior Brother, where is your Dao of Following Heaven? Where is your Primordial Immortal Light?"

"Slash!"

The light of the Immortal Slaying Sword transformed into a ten-thousand-foot blood Dragon, biting down in one stroke!

The Primordial Heavenly Venerate waved his pangu banner to parry, his figure shaking violently, and three golden lotuses beneath his feet shattered.

He frowned deeply: "This is not right."

"In this world, the Laws are changing."

Jieyin felt it too.

His Twelve-Rank Karma Golden Lotus should have suppressed all Laws.

Yet at this moment, it felt the Void Realm beneath its feet "flowing" and "diluting."

The golden torrent formed by the Power Of Will of billions of living beings rushed into the darkness of the Immortal Extinguishing Sword, only to vanish like a clay ox into the sea, its sound gradually fading.

"Someone is altering the Foundation of the Heavenly Dao."

Zhunti swept his Seven-Treasure Wonderful Tree seven times, the seven-colored treasure light barely resisting a strand of Immortal Trapping Sword Qi, his expression already changed.

"Who is it?"

The Divine Thoughts of the four Saints were like lightning, instantly sweeping across the Nine Heavens and the ten lands.

Then, they all looked up above the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Before the Hall of Miraculous Mist.

Lu Jiuyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves unmoving.

Behind him, the points of light of seven hundred million Small Worlds flickered like a sea of stars, and two long rivers of Dao Laws from the Major Thousand Worlds flowed ceaselessly, silently pouring into the boiling battlefield beneath his feet.

With every bit injected, the "thickness" of the world increased by a fraction.

With every strand injected, the Saints' "perception" of this world blurred by a line.

This was boiling a frog in warm water.

It was also drawing the fire from under the cauldron.

"The Dao is not exclusive," Lu Jiuyuan whispered to himself, as if speaking to someone, or perhaps just to himself.

"You all hold a Dao and think you are the Dominator of the world. Yet you do not know that the more Dao there is, the thicker the world becomes, and when it is thick... it can carry a new master."

Below, the ferocious might of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation climbed to its peak.

The pressure on the four Saints also reached its limit.

Tongtian was reckless, disregarding everything.

The formation diagram expanded to cover the sun and moon, the four swords transformed into Chaos giant beasts, and every strike caused the heavens and earth to change color.

The three Saints beat Tongtian fiercely, but Tongtian did not care at all; he was intent only on beating the Primordial Heavenly Venerate!

The torrent of Dao Laws from seven hundred million Small Worlds and the Origin Laws of two Major Thousand Worlds poured into the Investiture of the Gods world like an inverted celestial river, ceaselessly!

Lu Jiuyuan's authority surged wildly within the torrent.

Thirty percent. Forty percent. Forty-five percent.

Every wisp of wind, every drop of water, and every speck of dust in the world began to bear his mark.

The Sword Qi of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation suddenly stalled for an instant.

Tongtian looked up in astonishment.

He felt a strange "resistance" in the operation of the formation diagram.

It did not come from the four Saints, but from... the world itself.

"Haotian! What are you doing?"

Tongtian roared, pointing his sword at the sky.

Answering him was an even more surging torrent of Dao Laws.

Fifty percent.

Authority passed the halfway mark.

The world changed masters.

Lu Jiuyuan slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers closing in a void grasp.

Below, the raging Chaos Sword Qi, the monstrous blood-red Evil Qi, the collapsing space, the darkness swallowing everything...

Suddenly, they became as docile as lambs.

They did not disappear.

They were simply "held" by an invisible hand.

"Enough."

Lu Jiuyuan's voice resounded in every corner.

"Do not destroy, my world!"

He took a step and arrived above the East Sea, before the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

His robes fluttered, his eyes like lightning.

"Following Heaven or defying Heaven, both are empty words."

Lu Jiuyuan's gaze swept over the Primordial Heavenly Venerate, over Tongtian, and over Jieyin and Zhunti.

"From today on, the will of Heaven is my will! My heart is the heart of Heaven!"

He flicked his sleeve.

The four Immortal Slaying Swords wailed and flew back to Tongtian's side. The formation diagram retracted, and the ferocious might dissipated completely.

The pressure around the Saints vanished, yet they felt not a shred of relief.

Because the entire world, every inch of space, every wisp of Spiritual Qi, radiated the same will.

Lu Jiuyuan's will.

Authority, fifty-one percent.

Absolute control.

It was a foregone conclusion.

Above the East Sea, the wind was calm and the waves were still.

Only the five Saints stood in the Void Realm, silent as iron.

Lu Jiuyuan turned around and looked towards the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"The play is over. Prepare the carriage, Zixiao Palace!"

Zixiao Palace. It was not in the Thirty-Three Heavens, not beneath the Nine Serenities, and not in any place within the Four Seas and Eight Desolations.

It was outside the world, within the Chaos!

If one had no affinity, one could not find it; if one had affinity, one could reach it in a single step. And the Foundation of affinity is strength!

Lu Jiuyuan took a step; there were no clouds beneath his feet, no transformation into light, and no path.

There was only the thought of "going."

When the thought arose, Zixiao Palace was already before his eyes.

The palace gate was open.

It was quite simple; a Daoist sat with its back to the door, in the center of that "Nothingness."

Wearing hemp clothes, straw sandals, with its hair tied up casually.

It looked like a woodcutter found anywhere in the mountains, or like a stone that had been sitting there since time immemorial.

"You have come." The Daoist's voice was very calm, and it did not turn around.

"I have come." Lu Jiuyuan walked through the door, and the door vanished behind him.

Zixiao Palace became a completely enclosed Domain of "Nothingness."

"You knew I would come," Lu Jiuyuan said.

"I knew." Hongjun finally turned around.

Its face was very ordinary, so ordinary that you would forget it after one glance.

Only those eyes were deep, as if they contained the entire Chaos sea, yet empty, as if there was nothing there.

"From the moment you arrived in this world, I knew! The Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Venerate is about to transcend!"

"Hongjun is indeed worthy of being Hongjun!" Lu Jiuyuan praised.

"The Great Heavenly Venerate is indeed about to transcend, and I am the Great Heavenly Venerate!"

"You are not yet, at least not completely!" Hongjun shook its head: "You can only be considered to have obtained the legacy of the Great Heavenly Venerate, but you have not yet fully inherited the inheritance!"

"Are you the Hongjun of this world? Or the Hongjun of the ten thousand worlds?"

"I am merely the Hongjun of this world!"

"You also know what I am going to do."

Lu Jiuyuan walked to the opposite side of it; there was no meditation cushion, so he just stood there.

"I know." Hongjun nodded.

"You want to transform this world into one of the... Main Worlds above those seven hundred million worlds in your Dantian. The head of the three great worlds, or in other words, the Upper Dantian."

"Not bad! You really do know!" Lu Jiuyuan smiled.

Hongjun's gaze landed on Lu Jiuyuan, but it seemed to pierce through him, landing on the ceaselessly flowing torrent of Dao Laws within his body.

"Seven hundred million Small Worlds, two Major Thousand Worlds... what a grand undertaking."

"It is indeed a grand undertaking!" Lu Jiuyuan admitted readily.

"The Dao Laws of this world are special, thick, and capable of nurturing seven Saints. For me, it is the best 'Upper Dantian.' By refining this world into my Upper Dantian, my Dao can advance one more step."

Hongjun nodded.

"Although you have many worlds within your body," Hongjun said slowly, "you lack a 'Master.' You lack an 'One' that can govern all worlds and stabilize all Dao Laws."

"This world is that 'One'."

"For you, it is crucial!" Hongjun said: "Therefore, I did not stop you! Instead, I am here, quietly waiting for you to come!"