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Chapter 4: Emperor Jun and Taiyi – The Plot to Claim Hongyun’s Primordial Purple Qi

Boom!

A new, boundless aura surged from the Wa Palace, spreading across the entirety of the Primordial Chaos and reverberating through every timeline. In that moment, six saintly presences—immense, indescribable, and unparalleled—dominated the fabric of existence.

These six presences encompassed all possibilities and impossibilities, miracles and variables, leaving no space unclaimed in the past, present, or future. Their overwhelming essence epitomised the pinnacle of existence, transcending the multiverse and symbolising absolute dominion.

Even the light they radiated altered the fabric of reality. Vast oceans of void, infinite worlds and immeasurable universes became part of the Primordial Chaos’ all-encompassing system. The saints’ auras extended beyond the Primordial Chaos, drawing the attention of unfathomable entities from the myriad realms.

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In one such realm, a colossal, celestial eye slowly opened, its gaze reflecting the infinite multiverse. Time and space wove themselves into rivers of history under its watchful stare.@@novelbin@@

“Another cycle begins,” a vast voice rumbled, filled with indifference.

Elsewhere, in the depths of a void sea, an ancient figure sitting atop the river of time sighed as the aura of the six saints swept through creation. “What’s the point?” the elder murmured, closing his eyes once more.

Such subtle shifts occurred across the myriad realms, rippling through the multiverse in ways both profound and subtle.

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Back in the Primordial Chaos, the six saintly auras coalesced: Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin, their immense presences uniting to form the core of existence. They embodied the ultimate sources of all systems, concepts, and mysteries within the Primordial Chaos—a truth so vast it defied comprehension.

Nuwa emerged from her palace, offering a courteous bow to the other five saints. “Congratulations, my elder brothers, on attaining Dao,” she said with a smile.

The saints returned her gesture, Laozi offering a slight nod. “It is thanks to the creation of the human race that we could reach this state.”

After a brief exchange, the saints retreated to their respective domains, seeking to familiarise themselves with the profound mysteries of sainthood.

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Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun and Taiyi—Xia Tian’s nominal father and uncle—sat grimly upon their thrones in the Lingxiao Palace.

[The Lingxiao Palace (灵霄宝殿) is a renowned structure in Chinese mythology and Daoist cosmology]

“Six saints now reign supreme,” Emperor Jun muttered, his expression heavy. “What becomes of the demon clan? And what of us?”

The oppressive aura of the saints weighed heavily on them, an undeniable reminder of their insurmountable power. The ambition to dominate the Primordial Chaos now seemed like a farce. Even if they triumphed over the witch clan, claiming the entirety of the Primordial Chaos was a dream beyond their reach.

With the saints now firmly established, the dominance of the demon clan was no longer conceivable. Worse, the saints’ reliance on humanity to achieve sanctification filled the two celestial rulers with foreboding.

Though the temptation to eradicate humanity burned within them, they knew the folly of such an attempt. Below the saints, all beings—regardless of their might—were but ants. Even the peak Great Luo Dao Ancestors, with their unparalleled mastery of time and space, were no exception.

For all their power to create and destroy parallel universes and multiverses, they were still vulnerable to the will of the saints. In the presence of a saint, even immortality became conditional. A saint’s will could prevent their return from death, rendering their so-called immortality meaningless.

Taiyi’s expression hardened, his Chaos Bell floating above him. “The Primordial Purple Qi in Hongyun’s possession—it must be ours,” he declared.

[Chaos Bell (混沌钟, Hùn Dùn Zhōng): A supreme treasure associated with Taiyi, capable of manipulating time, space, and sound to devastating effect.]

Emperor Jun nodded gravely. “You are right. Without it, the demon clan stands no chance against the saints. We must act swiftly.”

The Primordial Purple Qi, a key to achieving sainthood, was their only hope of elevating one of them to saintly status. Only then could the Heavenly Court stand as a true rival to the saints, securing its dominance over the Primordial Chaos.

Without this power, the demon clan and their celestial court would be annihilated at the saints’ whim.

“Only a saint can contend with a saint,” Emperor Jun concluded. “Without this, we are nothing but pawns in their grand design.”

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At the same time, in the Blood Sea of the Netherworld, Patriarch Minghe, ruler of the Ashura race, observed the saints’ ascension with a burning ambition of his own.

[Minghe (冥河, Míng Hé): Also known as Patriarch Minghe, a primordial entity in Chinese mythology associated with the Blood Sea and the Ashura clan.]

Using the Ashura clan as his foundation, Minghe established the Ashura Dao, seeking to achieve sainthood. He gazed expectantly toward the heavens, awaiting the descent of boundless merit to aid his ascension.

[Ashura Dao (阿修罗道, Ā Xiū Luó Dào): A Buddhist term adapted here to represent a spiritual path founded on the Ashura race, known for their martial prowess and ambition.]

However, his anticipation was met with bitter disappointment. Though the heavens acknowledged his efforts, the merit granted fell far short of what was needed for sanctification.