The content of the meeting proposed by Hao Tian is now basically irrelevant to Phoenix. Including her, Taibai Star, Jushen God, and many old subjects are now in a state of just going through the motions.
You, Lord Hao Tian, give us orders to do something, we will definitely do it. Once done, we continue to just go through the motions.
It's not that they want to slough off their responsibilities; rather, the gods who ascended to heaven by virtue of the "Divine Board" and took office are extremely competitive, each striving to be the supreme contender.
The old courtiers, compared to those carefree immortals of the mortal realm, have already sacrificed some of their freedom. Now they want to get us involved in the hustle as well?
Each one is fully assured, as long as they don't make mistakes, you can't dismiss them. Their work enthusiasm is only so much, and they don't want to get involved in the competition. So they can take a seat on the sidelines; whoever wants to do it can do it.
At the morning meeting, they are in charge of approving the agenda, and there isn't much else to do.
Now, the thoughts of the Phoenix are a beat behind the overall pace of the deliberations.
Everyone has already discussed the new agenda, but she is still considering depriving Kuo Peng Immortal Teacher of his title. The first thing that comes to her mind is such names as "Aqina" and "Saihei."
Thoughts of amusement flooded her mind, just as she was lost in reverie, suddenly a massive tremor beneath her feet.
In a conditioned reflex, she dodged into the hidden space with a sway of her body. Only after seeing that there was no danger did she come out again.
There were quite a few panicked immortals. Hao Tian relied on his powerful magic to maintain the celestial court, but as the news from Liangjin and Fengyun spread, the whole situation suddenly became complicated.
Neither the old subjects nor the newly appointed ministers and generals wish to see trouble in the Celestial Court. The former are reluctant due to their high emotional investment, as if the Celestial Court were to collapse, their decades of efforts would be in vain. The latter simply fear that if the Celestial Court were to perish, this edict, which has been sealed within it, will cease to exist. What fate might befall those true spirits confined within? The very thought is too terrifying to contemplate.
Just as it happens, the Primordial Chaos has opened a huge hole, which deals the greatest blow to the Celestial Court. You are the Supreme Ruler of the Three Realms.
You can't let Buddhism fix the sky, can you? Buddhism is a Western religion, and the boundary between the East and the West is still unclear. Nevertheless, it doesn't matter what you call it, the East Sea will never belong to the Western World. The Eastern Taoist Gate would lose face if it allowed this to happen.
The issue is that who exactly remains in the Eastern Daoist Gate? The Nüwa lineage has already withdrawn, and the Yuan Shi Tian Zun lineage is keeping their mountain gates tightly closed. The sage himself is not present, and the Taiclone lineage only has one disciple left. In the end, should we turn to the Jiezhao Sect? Letting them create two more holes in heaven is feasible, but letting them repair it? Ha, in the end, we must rely on the Celestial Court to handle everything.
Initially, when Gong Gong crashed into the Wu Zhou Mountains, the missing pillar led to the tilt of the sky southward, making the south lower than the north. At that time, an enormous amount of heavenly river water fell into the mortal realm, resulting in the legend of a great flood in human history. This flood also led to generations of efforts by King Yu and his sons to control the water and eventually established China's first dynasty - Xia - under King Qin's rule.
At that time, the joint efforts of the immortals prevented the sky from collapsing. Nüwa couldn't care less about the past camaraderie between sages and immortals and personally stepped in to slay the divine tortoise, using its limbs to support the sky. After that, she melted stones to patch up the sky, which was considered to have safely weathered that crisis. Now, it's unlikely that the immortals would intervene again.
Phoenix's gaze immediately turned to the back of the civil servant lineup, where Ao Guang, who has always been very low-key and never involved in the factions of the Celestial Court, has been present.
At this moment, Hao Tian also looked towards the old dragon king.
The dragon race presented a massive array of precious materials to the Celestial Court in order to secure the opportunity to extend the life of their ancestor, Gu Long. Hao Tian was against this idea, but he didn't actively oppose it either. There wasn't a particular reason, it was just that the dragon race had offered so much that even the well-endowed Celestial Court felt like they were making a fortune.
Hao Tian still has a good understanding of Hongjun, the true master of the Primordial Chaos. What Hongjun truly seeks is stability. Is it reform or territorial expansion? None of these, for Hongjun, stability is paramount.
In the past, when Yuan Feng needed assistance from Deng Changyun to "plug in," it might have appeared absurd, but it was actually a crucial part of stability. If Yuan Feng were to die, who would quell the Fire Mountain? If a new person were sent to do so, what if they couldn't handle it? Keeping Yuan Feng to quell the Fire Mountain is the most secure approach.
Letting Yuan Feng catch her breath and prevent her from burning out completely, the breath should not be too strong to prevent her from emerging and causing trouble. She can only continue to suppress the Fire Mountain, this "insertion of a tube" is quite suitable.
The dragon race must have also understood the rationale, which is why they are organizing to help the ancestor dragon as well.
Hao Tian does not reject the opportunity to gain benefits without personally doing anything, but the problem is, you must not make any mistakes! If the sky has already been pierced, what should we do now? Should we hand over the problem to me?
Among the newly ascended deities, there are those who are well-informed, such as Gu Líng and Rán Dēng. Gu Líng was already aware of this matter from the beginning, while Rán Dēng passed away early, but during this period, he had learned almost everything that needed to be known and some that should not have been.
Under the piercing gaze of the many civil and military officials, Ao Guang stepped forward in a state of confusion, his posture was very low, almost as if he was on the verge of tears: "Reporting to Your Majesty, there must be some misunderstanding here. I am willing to go to the East Sea and inquire personally from General Meng Zhang!"
Hao Tian pondered for a moment. The precious materials and spiritual treasures presented by the dragon race were too numerous, even for his miserly and vengeful character to feel comfortably generous. After a quick calculation, he said, "Grant the request. Go to the East Sea at once, Your Excellency."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Ao Guang did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly rode the clouds to the East Sea.
At this moment, the East Sea was in chaos. An enormous amount of chaos qi gushed into the Primordial Chaos through the rupture. One-third of the sky over the East Sea was dyed black, and these things were not pure qi, but rather extremely impure. If one were to be exposed to them, without any genuine Daoist cultivation techniques to repel and guide them, they would instantly turn into pus within moments.
The East Sea has one thing in abundance: immortals. Among these, there is a large number of immortals who have reached the level of Earth Immortal and no longer inhale or exhale spiritual energy, but instead seek leisure and ease in their hearts.
When enjoying a comfortable and delightful time through constant exchanges of cups and shots, today's disaster will be all the more heartbreaking.
The Land Immortal Realm is completely defenseless against the chaos qi. With no treasured artifacts, magical spells, or divine powers at their disposal, the chaos qi engulfs the realm. At once, beautiful heavenly realms and paradises turn into ruins, and idyllic secluded islands filled with bird songs and blossoms become living hells.
Many scattered immortals were transformed by the chaos, and they slaughtered the few remaining normal immortals as ferociously as beasts. Then, they spread out like locusts, further expanding the range of chaos qi's envelopment.
Xiepo, immortals from the Jiezhao Sect, scattered immortals, Xuan Yuan's people practicing the Dragon Elephant Primal Wisdom Daoist Cultivation Technique, water race cultivators, as well as a considerable number of demonic immortals hidden beneath the vast sea and Lüo Xuan who intends to make a killing by refining the Dragon-Killing Treasure Knife while taking advantage of the chaos. It is beyond description how chaotic the situation is.
Ao Guang almost died from the Xuan Yuan people's dragonbone javelins, which were shot at him from a thousand zhang away. He had to conceal his dragon race features and transform into the image of an elderly immortal with a noble demeanor, which allowed him to land safely.
