Laozi was sent flying backward by Hu Le's bamboo staff.
As Lao Jun retreated, his figure flashed and he disappeared into the chaos, vanishing into the chaotic energy.
Once he regained his balance and suppressed his surging blood and qi, he pushed up his hair ornament and immediately unleashed the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones technique.
In an instant, three figures appeared beside him.
These three figures were identical to Laozi, but their auras were quite different: one was as cold as ice, one as fiery as fire, and one as gentle as jade.
"Walk!"
With a soft shout, Laozi sent four figures flying away into the distance.
Hu Le, with the Hongmeng Bell atop his head and carrying a purple bamboo staff, chased after them. Seeing the four Supreme Lords appear ahead, he chuckled softly, "This old man! He's unleashed that divine power again?!"
However, he didn't care. With a wave of his purple bamboo staff, he swept the surging path of the Primordial Dao towards the four of them.
Seeing this, Laozi secretly lamented his predicament.
With a thought, Yuqing Daoist and Shangqing Daoist each grabbed their swords and rushed towards Hu Le.
Then, the Taoist Taiqing flashed and disappeared into the chaos, vanishing without a trace.
Laozi himself, carrying his cane, was wrapped in the Taiji diagram and flew towards the direction of the Xuanhuang Pagoda.
Before long, Laozi arrived at the location of the Xuanhuang Pagoda, where several Primordial Saints were surrounding it, constantly using magical artifacts to brush against it.
"These wretched creatures dare to try and steal my spiritual treasure! They're delusional!"
Seeing this, Laozi couldn't help but laugh in anger. He raised his hand and pointed, sending a wisp of magical energy into the Xuanhuang Pagoda from afar.
The Xuanhuang Pagoda immediately trembled violently, its divine light blazing forth. Suddenly, it soared into the air, shooting upwards at an astonishing speed like a dazzling meteor.
It possessed boundless power and might, ignoring the obstruction of the surrounding saints, and directly broke through their barriers.
Immediately afterwards, the Xuanhuang Pagoda transformed into a dazzling beam of Xuanhuang light, hurtling towards them like lightning, its target being none other than Laozi.
This sudden turn of events shocked the saints, but they quickly recovered.
Besides Yuanshi Tianzun, the other sages also took action, each unleashing their powerful spiritual treasures and divine abilities, and launched an attack on Taishang Laojun together.
In an instant, light shone brightly in the chaos, and various magical treasures and spells intertwined, turning the vast chaos into a mess.
Countless chaotic currents shattered, some transforming into earth, fire, water, and wind, while others vanished directly into nothingness.
At the same time, not far away, Hu Le saw Yuqing Daoist and Shangqing Daoist rushing towards him. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a cold smile, and he raised his hand and pointed to the sky above his head.
The Primordial Bell, suspended overhead, swayed slightly, then emitted a powerful and melodious chime that resounded throughout the entire chaotic world.
As the bell rang, the Hongmeng Bell was quickly enveloped in a dense purple aura and began to spin rapidly before shooting out like a cannonball.
The two incarnations of saints were greatly alarmed when they saw the Hongmeng Bell approaching with overwhelming force.
They knew that this treasure was incredibly powerful, so much so that even their true self, Laozi, dared not confront it head-on, let alone two mere incarnations of the Three Pure Ones.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, they naturally dared not confront it head-on.
In that critical moment, they decisively dodged to the sides, trying to avoid the impact of the Primordial Bell.
However, just as the two were about to dodge, the momentum of the Hongmeng Bell suddenly stopped.
It then hovered in mid-air and emitted a deafening chime.
\"clang!\"
After the bell rang, the chaos within a radius of tens of thousands of miles shattered instantly.
The expressions of the two incarnations of the Three Pure Ones also stiffened, and their bodies suddenly became rigid.
Immediately afterwards, the Hongmeng Bell began to spin rapidly, and countless purple crystal rays of varying sizes shot out from the bell, flying towards the two saintly incarnations like a sudden storm.
\"ah!\"
Two cries of pain rang out simultaneously as the two avatars were struck by the crystalline light at almost the same time, instantly becoming riddled with holes.
However, their wounds did not bleed; instead, they transformed into pure energy, which then disappeared into the chaos, seemingly heading to find Laozi.
Hu Le raised his hand and pointed, and the Hongmeng Bell flew back and hovered above his head, drooping with primordial energy.
He immediately grabbed his purple bamboo staff, took a step forward, and his figure vanished into the chaos...
One of the incarnations of Laozi, the Taoist Taiqing, is rapidly flying through the chaos, surrounded by the immortal light of Taiqing, separating the chaotic energy along the way.
Before long, the Taoist Taiqing arrived at a chaotic place and finally stopped. Then he raised his hand and released a Taiqing Divine Thunder, which exploded in the chaos.
As the chaotic energy shattered, a Taoist temple was revealed.
The Taoist temple was surrounded by layers of mysterious light, which were of different colors and resembled balls of light enveloping the temple.
On those orbs of light, purple Daoist inscriptions appeared and disappeared, radiating a rich power of the Heavenly Dao.
This place is the Zixiao Palace, where Hongjun Laozu has been suppressed and imprisoned in the Taoist temple.
At this moment, it seemed that the Hongjun Ancestor sensed the commotion outside and came out of the Taoist temple. Through layers of light, his gaze met that of the Taiqing Taoist outside.
Hongjun the Ancestor suddenly smiled inexplicably, thinking to himself, "I will be freed from this predicament today!"
The Taoist Taiqing bowed respectfully to the Taoist Ancestor Hongjun, then raised his hand and unleashed a Taiqing Divine Thunder, which struck the divine light of the barrier outside the Zixiao Palace.
The divine thunder exploded, and the layers of restrictive divine light suddenly shone brightly, with each Great Dao Proverb appearing on the divine light.
After holding on for a few breaths, the Great Dao Inscriptions shattered one by one, and the layers of divine light dissipated.
The shape of the Purple Cloud Palace, which was originally sealed in divine light, became increasingly clear.
After the divine lightning destroyed several restrictions, its momentum waned, and the lightning bolts were swallowed up by the divine light of the restrictions.
Even so, the Taoist Master Taiqing did not make any further moves.
Because he knew very well that the remaining restrictions were already broken and could no longer cause any trouble for Ancestor Hongjun.
Sure enough, a jade-green bamboo staff suddenly appeared in the hand of the Hongjun Ancestor. With a gentle stroke in front of him, the layers of divine light that were restricting the barrier were forcibly torn apart.
The next moment, he took a step and walked out of the Zixiao Palace.
Master Taiqing stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Disciple greets Master."
Hongjun Patriarch's expression was indifferent as he said in a cold voice, "You wicked disciple! How dare you call me teacher?!"
Speaking of which, although all the saints intervened when he was suppressed here, the Three Pure Ones contributed even more.
It must be said, these three are truly his good disciples...
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