Chapter 192 The Death of Hongyun
"Boom!"
Just as Feng Zichen was about to leave, a tremendous roar suddenly came from afar, shaking the entire prehistoric world.
This roar, reaching the westernmost region, was like thunder, exploding in Feng Zichen's ears, causing him to lose his senses and stagger.
"What happened?"
Regaining his senses, Feng Zichen was filled with doubt. Just as he was about to ask the White Tiger Sacred Beast, he heard a voice filled with rage resounding across the prehistoric land.
"Friends, no!"
"MingHe, Kunpeng, you are courting death!"
The voice was extremely shrill, filled with unspeakable hatred and carrying unparalleled killing intent, echoing continuously throughout the prehistoric world.
Hearing it, Feng Zichen trembled uncontrollably, his hair stood on end, and an involuntary sense of fear arose within him.
"Whose voice is that?"
"So powerful!"
"Just a voice is enough to fill me with fear. If the true body were to descend in person, what would become of me? A single thought could easily kill me!"
Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Feng Zichen thought with some shock. At the same time, he was filled with doubt.
The Primordial World!
What exactly happened?
Why such an astonishing change?
"Hongyun Daoist is dead!"
"Just now, he was forced to kill by the combined forces of Minghe Daoist and Kunpeng Daoist, and had no choice but to self-destruct!" At this moment, the White Tiger Sacred Beast said leisurely, with an inexplicable meaning, which made Feng Zichen understand what had happened.
"Hongyun is dead!?"
"Then the voice just now should have been Zhen Yuanzi's!"
Combining his memories from later generations, Feng Zichen gradually sorted out the cause of the matter. The Hongyun Calamity should have been caused by the Primordial Purple Qi.
Back then, there were six seats in the Zixiao Palace, representing the six holy positions of later generations.
At that time, the Three Pure Ones arrived early, and each occupied one seat; Nuwa, with the help of Fuxi, occupied one; Hongyun Daoist occupied one; and Kunpeng Daoist, relying on his speed, occupied the last seat.
Logically, the current Six Sages should be these six.
However, unfortunately, after the two from the West arrived and pleaded their case, Hongyun Daoist, for some reason, suddenly felt compassion and gave up his seat.
If that were all, it would be fine.
But Hongyun Daoist's action not only caused Kunpeng Daoist to lose his seat, be forced off the throne, and suffer immense humiliation, but also caused him to miss out on the Sagehood.
How could Kunpeng Daoist not hate such a thing!
In his third sermon, Hongjun Daoren bestowed titles upon the Six Sages, granting them the foundation for enlightenment. However, the Six Sages were not as powerful as the Six Sages, and the Six Sages were not as powerful as the Six Sages. This scene, witnessed by Kunpeng Daoren, ignited his fury and fueled his murderous intent.
He hated Yuanshi for insulting him with fur and horns, and for being born from moisture and eggs, causing him immense humiliation.
He hated Zhunti for stirring up trouble and driving him from his seat.
Of course, His greatest hatred was for Hongyun. If it weren't for His meddling, none of the subsequent events would have occurred.
All the hatred and rage finally reached their peak after the birth of the Six Sages, leading to today's calamity: Kunpeng Daoist and Styx Daoist joined forces to kill Hongyun Daoist.
…
Hongyun Daoist, a well-known good-natured man in the Primordial World, a True Immortal of Fortune and Virtue, was also one of the most powerful figures in the Primordial World, a top-tier divine being, and a candidate for Sagehood.
His sudden demise naturally caused a huge commotion.
First and foremost, those who sensed Hongyun Daoist's fall were not his close friends, but rather his own…
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun…"
"Alas!"
Gazing in the direction where Hongyun Daoist had fallen, the two Western Sages had complex expressions. They opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but considering their own predicament, even with a thousand words in their hearts, they couldn't utter a sound.
They could only let out a helpless sigh, falling silent and ceasing to pay attention to the matter.
That sigh carried a mixture of relief, regret, sorrow, a touch of smugness, and a sense of ease—a complex tapestry of emotions.
It represented the inscrutable thoughts of the two Western Saints.
Their sainthood was entirely due to the efforts of Daoist Hongyun and the Purple Cloud Palace. Saints are merely untainted by karma, not immune to cause and effect.
The karmic consequences of sainthood are immense!
Even if Jieyin and Zhunti emptied their coffers and gave the entire Mount Sumeru to Daoist Hongyun, it probably wouldn't be enough.
Of course, even if they could gather enough treasures to repay the karmic debt of sainthood, they wouldn't give them to Daoist Hongyun.
Jieyin and Zhunti's ambition was to greatly promote Western religion and restore the West to its ancient prosperity. Wouldn't it be better to use so many treasures to nurture the West?
If this position were given to Daoist Hongyun, the already impoverished West would become even more impoverished. How could it then develop, and how could the Western Religion flourish?
Therefore, ever since the Dao Ancestor established the six holy positions in Zixiao Palace, Jieyin and Zhunti had been avoiding Daoist Hongyun, fearing an encounter that would bring up the matter of giving up their seats.
Fortunately, Daoist Hongyun was a kind and easygoing person, disliking trouble. Since Jieyin and Zhunti didn't come to him, he wouldn't actively travel to the West to discuss the cause and effect of their sainthood.
This relieved Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been deeply worried. Now that Daoist Hongyun had passed away, they were completely at ease. The cause and effect of becoming a saint was too great for them to repay.
Even though Daoist Hongyun hadn't come to them about this matter, it remained unresolved, hanging over their hearts, gradually becoming a weakness that affected their daily cultivation.
With the death of Daoist Hongyun, the karma leading to his sainthood vanished completely, relieving the two men of a great burden.
They planned to find an opportunity to bring Daoist Hongyun back and secure a position for him in the celestial realm. This act of saving his life, combined with the grace of his attainment of sainthood, would then be considered to have settled the karmic debt.
For the two Westerners, Daoist Hongyun's unexpected demise was a win-win situation, which was why they hadn't intervened despite having the ability to save him from Styx and Kunpeng.
Considering the future, the two Westerners chose to remain neutral. However, Zhen Yuanzi, who was as close as a brother to Daoist Hongyun, erupted upon learning of his death.
Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi soared into the air, suddenly unleashing the Earth Book, connecting it to the ten directions of the earth's veins, drawing upon the power of the primordial earth, and carrying a murderous intent that shook the primordial world, fiercely attacking Styx and Kunpeng.
"Boom!"
Knowing the opponent's power, Daoist Styx dared not be careless. He unleashed both his Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, their crimson sword light surging and sweeping across the eight directions, clashing with the power of the earth.
(End of Chapter)