Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1579 - 1037 The saints all arrive at Zixiao Palace_2

At times there were torrential rains, at other times severe droughts, or one moment the sun shone brightly, and the next was stormy blizzards.

Such capricious weather was frightening, yet it still did not pose a threat to cultivators. The trials of the Heavenly Dao couldn’t possibly be this simple, so, at a certain point, extraordinary powers would combine with the celestial phenomena.

By that time, if it rained again, it would not be ordinary water, but various types of Innate True Water containing weird and unpredictable powers.

"Backlash of the Heavenly Dao!"

Hearing these four words, everyone’s heart immediately hung in suspense. The more advanced one’s cultivation, the greater the reverence for the Heavenly Dao, and hearing about its backlash, there were few who were not afraid.

"Rest assured, there’s nothing to fear from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao. I’ve already made the arrangements. The Divine City we built earlier was prepared for this very reason."

"As long as you stay in the Divine City, you will not be affected by the outside world."

Jiang Chen reassured everyone that he had already made all the necessary preparations. Now, it all depended on the choices of his kin. Whether to remain in the Divine City and lead a mediocre life, or to venture outside in pursuit of cultivation fortunes.

"Alright, you may go back now. In this trial of the Heavenly Dao, others may choose not to participate, but your descendants must take part."

"If the members of the Ancient clans can’t even awaken their Innate bloodline, wouldn’t they be laughed at if word got out?"

Jiang Chen seemed to sense something, lifting his head to look in the direction of the Chaos beyond the sky, he waved his hand, signaling for everyone to leave.

Different people, different demands. It’s already hard enough for ordinary people to have a peaceful life, so they have reasons not to take risks.

But the members of the Ancient clans have enjoyed so many resources on normal days, and now that a great war is about to begin, they naturally have no reason to stay out of it. Willing or not, they have to join the battlefield.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The intentions of Jiang Chen were clear to everyone, and without objection, they took their orders and left.

All things in the world are but a cycle of Reincarnation. In the past, their ancestors shed their blood and lost their heads for the Human Race, which paved the way for the glory of their future generations. But nothing lasts forever in the world, and the blessings of the ancestors cannot protect them indefinitely.

At this time of great change, all forces will reshuffle, and if they cannot shed their blood for the Human Race like their ancestors did, it will be even more difficult to continue the family’s splendor.

With each revolution comes the rise of new powers and the decline of old families.

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"Strange, what change has occurred deep in the Chaos beyond the sky, affecting my mind?"

After everyone had left, Jiang Chen pondered, looking in the direction of the Chaos beyond the sky. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Just now, he suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if something big was about to happen deep in the Chaos beyond.

But what could happen in the Chaos beyond?

Ding ding ding...

As Jiang Chen was contemplating, the depths of his soul suddenly echoed with a distant tolling of a bell.

"This is the Dao Bell!"

"The persistent ringing of the Dao Bell within my heart indicates that the Taoist Ancestor is summoning the strong to meet at Zixiao Palace!"

The crisp and melodious tolling of the bell did not sound by the ear nor did it echo Between Heaven and Earth, but resounded directly within the soul. Even with Jiang Chen’s strength, he could not make the bell cease its ringing in his heart.

This abnormal occurrence brought to Jiang Chen’s mind the records from the Upper Qing lineage and the Xiahuang lineage.

According to the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign and the Upper Qing Saints, before the Taoist Ancestors preached, they would ring the Dao Bell in everyone’s hearts to remind them that the time for preaching was near.

"What has happened for the Taoist Ancestor to suddenly summon everyone to Zixiao Palace for a meeting?"

Knowing that the Taoist Ancestor was assembling people for a meeting, Jiang Chen, despite not knowing the reason, dared not delay and hurried to Zixiao Palace.

After all, as a third-generation disciple of the Mystic Sect, now that the ancestral master has summoned, how could Jiang Chen not attend?

Speaking of which, the Taoist Ancestor’s appearances have been rather frequent lately. In the past, the Taoist Ancestor would not even show up once in a million years, but now he has appeared twice in just a few hundred years.

Last time, it was because Jiang Chen reshaped the Boundless Starry Sky, which happened just a few centuries ago.

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Jiang Chen did not know what had happened, but the Saint of Taiqing, Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, and some Great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect, were aware of why the Taoist Ancestors summoned everyone to Zixiao Palace for a meeting.

It must have been Empress Nuwa who had reported them, prompting the Taoist Ancestors to step forward, gather everyone, and give an explanation to Empress Nuwa.

With this thought, everyone headed to Zixiao Palace with grim faces.

They knew that they could not avoid a reprimand during this visit to Zixiao Palace, but they had no choice but to go.

Making mistakes is not frightening, but what’s truly fearsome is the refusal to admit them. If they went, the Taoist Ancestors might scold them at most, but if they didn’t, the Taoist Ancestors would severely penalize them.

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Others cannot find Zixiao Palace because their strength is too weak. But for the Saints, Zixiao Palace is like the Sun in the night, extremely conspicuous.

Take Empress Nuwa for example. Not long after she ventured deep into the Chaos, a purple palace appeared before her eyes, ancient and majestic, standing tall deep in the Chaos.

Numerous patterns of the Great Dao surrounded it, setting it off like the center of Heaven and Earth, the vessel of the Great Dao.

This is Zixiao Palace, the most mysterious treasure in the midst of Heaven and Earth.

Even an ordinary palace, after experiencing so much, would become extraordinary, let alone Zixiao Palace, which was extraordinary to begin with.

First, three thousand beings of the mortal world came here to hear the Dao, and then the Taoist Ancestors further united with the Dao here, making this place a dwelling of the Heavenly Dao.

Bathed day and night in the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, to call Zixiao Palace the vessel of the Dao is not an overstatement; it truly lives up to its name.

"Disciple Nuwa, here to pay her respects to the Master!"

Outside Zixiao Palace, Empress Nuwa respectfully performed a ritual salute.

Immediately after, with a resonant clang, the grand doors slowly opened, and Empress Nuwa stepped inside.

After many years, Zixiao Palace was the same as ever, with no change. Directly ahead was a cloud bed, where the Taoist Ancestors sat when expounding the Dao; at this moment, it was empty.

Beneath the cloud bed, at the nearest place, were six meditation cushions. These represented the six Sacred positions, for which a bloody incident once took place in the Prehistoric World.

Without a sound, an additional Taoist in a purple robe appeared atop the cloud bed. This Taoist was quite strange, for his face was not unchanging; instead, it altered ceaselessly.

At times he appeared old, at times young, with all phases of life successively manifesting.

Looking at "Him," Empress Nuwa did not speak, but silently awaited.

Until all the faces of the Taoist had cycled through and died laughing, fixing finally upon an old and kind visage, did Empress Nuwa then step forward and say, "Disciple pays respect to the Master!"

The present Hongjun was the true Taoist Ancestors, whereas the one before was the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun.

"Ah Nuwa, how come you have the time to visit me?" Perhaps because he was seeing his long-lost junior disciple, Honjan Daizu seemed rather cheerful, asking with a chuckle.

The strength of the Taoist Ancestors runs through Heaven and Earth; if they wish, they can easily discern all matters under the sky. However, they seldom do this, especially regarding their own disciples. Unless absolutely necessary, the Taoist Ancestors will not infer anything about their disciples.

Because, in their view, the unknown is what’s intriguing. If everything is foreseen and known, then what pleasure is there left in life?

For this very reason, they did not understand the affairs between the disciples, genuinely unaware of the purpose of Empress Nuwa’s visit.

Hearing the Master’s question, Empress Nuwa did not reserve anything, pouring out her grievances and explaining the details of how her senior brothers had conspired to bully her to Honjan Daizu.

The more the Taoist Ancestors listened, the uglier their expression became. However, they did not immediately summon the Saint of Taiqing and the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign; instead, they stared intently at Empress Nuwa.

At this moment, the Taoist Ancestors were at a loss, for with their cultivation, it was clear that Empress Nuwa’s power was even above that of the Saint of Taiqing and the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign.

Thus, they had always assumed that if someone were to be bullied, it should not have been Empress Nuwa.