Naturally, some people are happy about all of this, some are sad, and some are extremely distressed.
None of the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects died in this war.
They were naturally overjoyed, relieved that they had escaped a disaster.
However, Buddhism and the demon race developed an inextricable hatred because of this war of deification.
Under these circumstances, both Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa were plunged into deep sorrow.
They could not have foreseen the devastating consequences of the war, nor did they know how to confront this irreconcilable hatred.
Just then, inside the Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun sat high on a cloud, his eyes tightly closed.
His expression was cold and indifferent, as if he cared nothing for anything in the world.
However, at the very moment the Investiture of the Gods ended, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes.
His previously indifferent expression was instantly replaced by anger, and his icy voice echoed throughout the entire Zixiao Palace.
"How is that possible?"
Hongjun's voice was filled with disbelief.
Why did this happen?
His gaze was intense, fixed on the Investiture of the Gods, and the names on it shocked him greatly.
"Why are none of the people from the Chan and Jie sects who were supposed to have died and been listed on the honor roll?"
"On the contrary, it was Buddhists and demons who made it onto the Investiture of the Gods list!"
Hongjun's voice grew increasingly stern, and the anger it contained sent chills down one's spine.
After saying this, Hongjun slowly closed his eyes, immersing his mind in the endless void, and began to deduce the entire process of the Investiture of the Gods.
Time passed second by second.
However, a moment later, Hongjun, who had been calm, suddenly trembled. His eyes snapped open, his eye sockets filled with bloodshot veins, and the veins on his once smooth forehead bulged due to extreme anger.
He gritted his teeth and forced out a single sentence: "Chaotic beings!"
"What a chaotic creature! How dare you ruin my plans!"
Hongjun's voice echoed in the Zixiao Palace, filled with endless resentment and anger.
Just then, Hongjun's originally furious face suddenly convulsed, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then Hongjun clutched his chest, his face as pale as paper, his body trembling slightly, clearly having suffered a severe injury.
Then Hongjun clutched his chest, his heart filled with resentment.
"I never imagined that I, as the creator of the immeasurable calamity, would be devoured by the power of the calamity."
"Not only that, but I didn't even get the power to accelerate the absorption of the Great Dao's origin."
As Hongjun's inner thoughts fell into place.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out, echoing throughout the Zixiao Palace.
The laughter contrasted sharply with Hongjun's extremely cold voice.
It spoke with an incredibly kind and teasing tone, as if mocking Hongjun's failure.
"Haha! No matter how much you scheme and plot against Heaven, in the end it will all be in vain, all for naught!"
Upon hearing this voice, the extremely cold voice of the Heavenly Dao rang out once more.
"Hongjun, don't gloat here!"
The voice of the Heavenly Dao revealed a hint of anger, seemingly quite dissatisfied with Hongjun's attitude.
"Now that you have merged with me, the backlash I suffer will also have a great impact on you."
The Heavenly Dao continued, its voice carrying a hint of warning.
However, Hongjun didn't care at all. He replied nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. It is because you suffered a backlash that I have the opportunity to appear."
His tone was relaxed, as if it were no big deal.
"It's better than staying in that endless darkness forever!"
Hongjun's words revealed his disgust for that endless darkness, as if he had experienced much suffering there.
The Heavenly Dao snorted coldly, clearly disagreeing with Hongjun's words, but did not continue the argument.
Just then, Hongjun suddenly spoke again, his voice becoming serious: "Heavenly Dao, I know you have already harbored murderous intent towards that chaotic being."
The Heavenly Dao remained silent, seemingly acquiescing to Hongjun's statement.
Seeing this, Hongjun continued, "However, I must remind you."
"That chaotic being possesses the energy and power of chaos, which is an unparalleled power capable of giving rise to all things and all living beings."
He spoke slowly, but every word sounded particularly heavy.
"If you kill him, it will be like killing all living beings. Such a huge karmic consequence is something that even you, the Heavenly Dao, cannot bear."
Hongjun's tone grew increasingly cold, sending chills down one's spine.
"And I will seal you away without mercy when you can no longer bear the weight of cause and effect."
"To reclaim absolute ownership of the body."
Upon hearing this, Tiandao's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. He stared wide-eyed at the other party in disbelief, then retorted sharply, "Seal me?"
Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?
"You yourself will be dragged into endless depravity, never to escape!"
"Never forget, I am you, and you are me! We are one."
Upon hearing this, Hongjun did not engage in further debate with the Heavenly Dao regarding the entire topic.
He changed the subject and said calmly, "Since you're already injured, go and rest and recuperate."
"With me here to oversee things, there will be no major chaos."
The Heavenly Dao snorted coldly and replied in an extremely icy tone, "At most, it will take me a thousand years to recover to my original state."
At the same time, a warning was issued to Hongjun.
"During this time, I advise you not to make any underhanded moves."
"otherwise!"
"You will be forever trapped in endless darkness, never to see the light of day again!"
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