Zhulong wants to detonate the River of Destiny and completely erase the fate of all living beings. What difference is there between this and destroying the primordial world?
Hu Le would not allow Zhu Long to act recklessly.
As a series of bells rang throughout the entire River of Destiny, the river surface, which was about to surge into a raging storm, instantly became deathly silent, and time and space stopped flowing.
The next instant, the figure of Zhulong burst out from the depths of the River of Destiny, glaring angrily at Hu Le from afar, and shouted: "You brat! You also dare to oppose me!"
Hu Le ignored his powerless rage, and instead summoned the Chaos Bell, suspending it over the River of Fate. It swayed gently, producing a series of chimes that froze the changes in the River of Fate.
He himself sat cross-legged in the void, closed his eyelids slightly, and regarded Zhulong as nothing.
Zhulong was a man of great influence, yet he was targeted by two sages working together.
Although the two sages did not utter a single word, they had already reached a tacit understanding.
The moment one of them entered the source and the other occupied the end, the fate of Zhulong was sealed.
His elimination from the river of fate was already predetermined.
Not to mention him, even all the cultivators in the entire prehistoric world combined wouldn't have the strength to go toe-to-toe with two saints.
Although Zhulong was a senior figure, belonging to the first generation of innate deities after the creation of the world, and had cultivated for countless eons, in the face of a sage, all of this was nothing more than a clay chicken and a tile dog...
Just as Zhulong was furious and his mind was racing, trying to figure out how to regain control of the River of Destiny, he suddenly felt a tightness in his heart. He had somehow lost control of the River of Destiny.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the source of the River of Destiny, where he saw that the Ancestor Hongjun had already walked out leisurely, glanced indifferently at Zhulong, and then sat down cross-legged in the void.
At this moment, Hu Le stood up, turned around, and walked back into the depths of the river of fate.
Upon seeing this, Zhulong hurriedly got up to chase after him, but Hu Le pointed back without turning his head, and an invisible power of the Heavenly Dao surged forth. Zhulong once again enjoyed the treatment he had just received from Hongjun Ancestor.
Under the impact of the power of Heaven, he groaned and was involuntarily sent flying backward.
After Zhulong retreated tens of thousands of miles, he regained his footing and was about to continue the pursuit when a bell suddenly rang out in the void.
With a clang.
He froze, his face turning extremely pale.
He knew perfectly well what that bell tolling meant.
That was Hu Le's final warning to him.
If he dares to cause trouble again, Hu Le will definitely not show him any mercy.
He turned back to look at the source and saw that the Ancestor Hongjun was sitting in the void, his eyes slightly closed, as if his soul had already wandered to another world and he was too lazy to even look at him again.
Zhulong felt extremely frustrated and stayed in the sky above the River of Fate for a long time, gradually becoming despondent.
To be honest, no one else could be targeted by two sages working together...
"So be it! What can I do now that things have come to this? I might as well risk my old life!"
In despair, he didn't bother to think about anything else and lunged at Hongjun.
This is both a desperate fight against Hongjun Laozu and a voluntary surrender to death.
Hongjun Laozu merely raised his eyelids slightly and pointed at him.
Zhulong felt as if the space around him had instantly turned into a cage. Forget about continuing to fight Hongjun Laozu, even having a thought had become extremely difficult for him...
A short while later, just as Zhulong gradually began to regain control of himself and break free from his confinement, Hu Le also emerged from the end of the river of fate.
From then on, Hongjun took control of the beginning of the fate of all living beings, while Hu Le controlled the future of their fate.
The two sages jointly control the river of destiny, dividing the fates of all living beings.
From that time onward, in the vast primordial world, the fate of all living beings, except for those Great Luo Dao Lords who transcended fate and time, was entirely in the hands of these two.
However, this was merely the beginning of the sages taking control of the primordial world...
Both sages reaped great rewards this time, while the only loser was Old Zhulong.
After Hu Le appeared, he stood at the end of the River of Fate and bowed to Hongjun.
Hongjun, the Ancestor, nodded slightly, then left the River of Destiny and returned to Zixiao Palace...
After watching Hongjun Laozu's figure disappear into nothingness, Hu Le turned his gaze to Zhulong.
At this moment, Zhulong was filled with despair. He never expected that he would not even be able to die in front of the sage.
"You still have some life left; it is not time for you to perish."
This was not during a great calamity. In the past, Zhulong helped the Cangli clan establish the divine race and set up the Heavenly Court. Later, he also became friends with the lineage of the Earth Emperor and the Human Emperor.
He is already considered the only living fossil among the innate gods, and also the last pillar of strength.
Even though the innate gods are declining, their fortune still remains.
Some of that fate fell upon Zhulong.
Moreover, as Zhulong himself said, although he has dominated the River of Destiny all these years, he has also been sorting out the fates of all living beings, and there has been no oversight in the process. Even if he has no merit, he has worked hard.
With the blessing of such good fortune and merit, he can be considered to have survived.
The two sages, who hold the power over life and death, should act in accordance with the will of Heaven. Naturally, they would not ruin their own achievements by trying to kill Zhulong.
After all, with two people around, Zhulong will never have another chance to become a saint. So, even if Zhulong were alive, how much trouble could he possibly cause them?
Before Hu Le finished speaking, he immediately summoned a large sleeve and swept it towards the Candle Dragon.
Upon seeing this, Zhulong cried out in alarm and immediately leaped out of the River of Destiny, transforming into a beam of white light and fleeing towards the primordial world.
In a mere instant, he appeared in the heavens above, and in the next breath, he could escape into the primordial world.
Unfortunately, the long sleeves had already descended from the sky like a canopy, catching him completely off guard.
Clearly, he no longer had the chance to escape to the primordial wilderness.
Hu Le stood above the river of fate, and with a flick of his sleeve, he had already taken the Candle Dragon into his sleeve.
Zhulong struggled a bit longer before revealing its true form.
He was originally a dragon holding a candle, and his body was extremely large. When he stood up, he was as tall as a pillar of heaven, and when he lay down, he was as long as the Yellow River.
It's no exaggeration to call him the world's greatest giant.
But Hu Le's sleeve also contained infinite mysteries. As the Candle Dragon's body expanded, the world inside the sleeve also became infinitely large.
Its spatial barrier is incredibly sturdy, seemingly formed from the power of the Heavenly Dao, far surpassing the Xuanhuang membrane of the primordial world.
No matter how much the Candle Dragon wreaked havoc in the world, even causing upheavals, it could never break free from this space and escape.
Seeing that the Candle Dragon was still restless even after falling into his sleeve, Hu Le immediately shook his sleeve three times.
Zhulong felt a sudden dizziness, then the entire world within his sleeve froze instantly, freezing him in that instant...
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