Sunlight shone through the clouds and fell on the golden platform, giving it a soft golden glow.
Intertwined with ethereal energy, it creates a dreamlike and fantastical scene.
The light was soft and warm, making people feel as if they were in a fairyland, forgetting the troubles and worries of the world.
Just then, a huge commotion suddenly came from inside the Jade Void Palace!
This commotion was like a raging storm that shook the entire Jade Void Palace and shattered the tranquility atop Qilin Cliff.
Yang Jian, Nezha, and the other twelve new Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, who were sitting cross-legged on the golden platform, were instantly pulled out of their meditative state by this unusual commotion.
They weren't angry about being disturbed; instead, they all turned their gazes in unison towards the depths of the Jade Void Palace.
That was the place where our Grandmaster, the Primordial Celestial Venerable, had gone into seclusion.
This caused the Twelve Golden Immortals to look at each other in bewilderment, their faces filled with doubt and confusion.
"Grandmaster, what's going on?!"
Someone couldn't help but ask, a hint of unease in their voice.
Yang Jian, as the leader of the new Twelve Golden Immortals, frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know. I only know that our master is definitely angry right now. Let's not provoke him and hurry up and cultivate!"
Nezha chimed in, "Brother Jian is right, let's hurry up and start cultivating."
The others nodded in agreement.
They knew their master's temper well; disturbing him at this time would only bring them trouble.
Then, everyone fell silent.
Close your eyes again.
Adjust your breathing to enter a meditative state.
On the golden platform, only silence remained.
Only a gentle breeze rustled their clothes.
However, in the next second.
A towering figure appeared silently here, like a ghost.
The figure was tall and majestic, with a golden light of merit emanating from its back, like an ancient god standing quietly here!
And this figure was none other than Yuanshi Tianzun!
He had previously lost control of his body, but now he has regained it.
I regained control of my body.
The gaze of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was like a torch. He stared intently at Yang Jian and the others who were in a meditative state before him, his heart filled with boundless rage.
This anger was not directed at Yang Jian and the others, but rather stemmed from another reason.
During the period when he lost control of his body, all twelve Golden Immortals he had carefully nurtured were tragically killed by Gu Xuan!
This included not only the Taoist Ran Deng, but also a host of powerful immortals such as the Antarctic Immortal.
The instigator of all this.
It was none other than the Hongjun Ancestor who possessed him!
Such tragic consequences were caused by the manipulation of Hongjun Laozu.
Therefore, Yuanshi Tianzun harbored a deep-seated hatred for Hongjun Laozu!
He didn't feel much hatred towards Gu Xuan, who killed the Twelve Golden Immortals.
The Chan Sect has now suffered a severe blow.
The first and second generation disciples were almost completely wiped out, leaving only a group of third generation disciples struggling to keep going.
For the entire Chan sect.
This was undoubtedly a heavy blow, severely damaging the company's vitality.
Fortunately, Yang Jian and the others were quite talented.
Given time, they may be able to grow up.
To revitalize the prestige of the Chan sect.
But this takes time, a long time to cultivate and hone!
Now, the facts are clear.
No one can escape or deny it.
Even a being like Yuanshi Tianzun had to face this cruel reality.
He couldn't help but feel powerless, and his already furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply, as if they could trap a fly.
The sour feeling between his brows surged into his heart like a tide.
He couldn't help but reach out and rub it, hoping to alleviate the discomfort a little.
However, this doesn't change anything.
He sighed deeply, the sigh echoing in the silent space, sounding particularly heavy.
The next second, the figure of Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly disappeared from the spot.
It was as if he had never appeared.
When he reappeared, he was outside the Tushita Palace on the thirty-third heaven.
This palace stands tall and majestic!
At this moment, however, the door was tightly closed, revealing a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
Yuanshi Tianzun stared at the tightly closed door, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment, as if considering whether to push open the door.
After all, this was during the period when Hongjun controlled him.
He not only turned against his junior brother, Tongtian Jiaozhu, but also stood on the opposite side of his senior brother, Taishang Laojun.
However, after a brief moment of reflection...
In the end, Yuanshi Tianzun lifted his foot and walked towards that door...
Each step seemed hesitant and heavy, but his determination grew stronger and stronger.
........
Inside the Tushita Palace.
The Bagua Furnace, forged from black iron, spewed forth bluish-purple true fire.
The moment the door opened and Yuanshi Tianzun walked in, the voice of Taishang Laojun drifted from the swirling incense of cranes.
"Junior brother, you're finally awake."
The sound, like the morning bell and evening drum, echoed within the Tushita Palace.
The steps of Yuanshi Tianzun as he stepped into the threshold of the Tushita Palace suddenly faltered, a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
He clearly hadn't expected Laozi to be waiting for him there, and to know so precisely that he had just woken up.
The Primordial Celestial Venerable slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound...
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