Chapter 465: Injury of Strength, Hongjun Becomes a Saint

In fact, the seemingly vibrant, lively and beautiful primitive world is also a world where the strong prey on the weak.

Whether it is a ferocious beast, a spiritual being with innate spiritual roots, or a creature transformed from natural treasures, most of them strengthen themselves by devouring other creatures.

It was not until the first group of creatures survived the thunder tribulation and transformed into humans, that is, the innate Taoist body of Pangu, that a lot of the hostility was slowly resolved.

The strong became smart and rational. They began to comprehend the ways of heaven and earth and no longer killed indiscriminately.

Speaking of Tao, although Yang Wu was not killed by Pangu, his Dao of Chaos was also injured by the force, so seriously that it almost killed Yang Wu.

"After suffering Dao injuries and triggering the Dao of Chaos, I always feel that I am not as strong as before. But at least I have not fallen into the Dao realm!" Yang Wu couldn't help but said inwardly.

"And the injuries from the force aren't all bad for me."

"After all, it's not an exaggeration to say that the path I took at the beginning was the path of divine power."

"The reason why I chose the Way of Chaos after entering the world of Wilderness is because the Way of Chaos is more suitable for future breakthroughs."

“Now, with the help of the power injury of the Dao Realm, I can also feel Pangu’s power at all times. It is not impossible to comprehend the source of power similar to Pangu’s.”

……

Time passed quickly, and Yang Wu had been practicing in seclusion, but something unexpected happened during his practice.

"Master Dao, according to what you said, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth will happen again, and it may even affect me. Is there any basis for this?"

A beautiful woman looked at Yang Wu, who had a hideous scar on his face.

In the eyes of all living creatures in the prehistoric world, the Longhan catastrophe had just passed not long ago, and everything in the prehistoric world was very peaceful. How could another catastrophe suddenly occur?

"In the ancient times, both the Way of Heaven and the Way of the Great Dao have their flaws. The Way of the Great Dao is high above and does not care about anything, but the Way of Heaven takes away from the excess and makes up for the deficiency." Yang Wu shook his head slightly.

"The great way and the way of heaven are imperfect... The way of heaven takes away the surplus and makes up for the deficiency. The Lord of Tao means that the first catastrophe of Longhan was designed by the way of heaven." Nuwa was shocked.

"And the next catastrophe is also designed by Heaven?"

“I guess so.” Yang Wu shook his head slightly. “The Heavenly Dao is still too narrow-minded. It has always wanted to devour the Earthly Dao and Human Dao that have not yet been born.”

"The complete prehistoric world should be a world where the three paths of heaven, earth and man promote each other and develop together."

"Only in this way can the living beings in this world hope to master the lofty Great Dao and become the source of the Great Dao."

"But Tiandao's idea is normal. After all, most practitioners are selfish just like Tiandao, and don't want others to surpass him or be on par with him."

"That's true." Nuwa agreed deeply, "As long as there are enough interests, conflicts will arise, and the expansion of conflicts will lead to war."

"Just like the endless hatred between the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes because of the war."

"Even if they recover and figure everything out, the endless hatred is difficult to eliminate. After all, the chain of hatred is too complicated."

For example, the famous chain of suspicion problem in later generations, you will suspect what I think, and I will suspect what you think.

Even if you know what I think, and I know what you think, you will still doubt what I think of you, and I will also doubt what you think of me.

Even if you know what I think of you, I also know what you think of me.

You will still wonder what I think of you and what you think of me, and I will also wonder what you think of me and what you think of you.

Even if you know what I think of you and what you think of me, I also know what you think of me and what you think of me.

You will still wonder what I think of you, what I think of you, and I will wonder what you think of me, what I think of you.

This cycle continues indefinitely...

Hatred, like the chain of suspicion, will continue to circulate, forming a chain that can never be untied.

The same is true for the quantitative calamity. Once it occurs, there will be no solution! Even a Dao Realm like Yang Wu can only shock all parties and suppress others with force, but it is impossible to truly solve the quantitative calamity.

Besides, even if Yang Wu was bored to death, he would not pay attention to the so-called catastrophe.

After all, I am the only one practicing, and everyone else is just a passerby.

Isn’t it great to comprehend the power?
"Then, Master Dao, do you know when the next catastrophe will come?"

After a moment's silence, Nuwa realized that there was no solution to the catastrophe and couldn't help but think that she should be prepared in advance.

"When Hongjun becomes a saint, it will be the beginning of the next catastrophe." Yang Wu looked at Hongjun who was sitting in the thirty-third heaven and said calmly.

"Saint?" Nuwa was stunned. "This seems to be different from all the realms in the prehistoric world. What realm is this?"

"The saint holds the power of heaven and earth. Below the saint, everyone is an ant!" Yang Wu explained simply.

"With your current strength, even a quasi-saint, let alone a saint, can defeat you, so the great calamity of heaven and earth..."

The saints in the prehistoric world are very strange. How to put it? Those in the prehistoric Heavenly Dao realm are considered saints, but saints are not necessarily in the Heavenly Dao realm.

However, the blessing of the authority of heaven and earth allows the saint to have a strength comparable to that of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

However, Hongjun is a saint and is also in the realm of heaven. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to achieve harmony between his body and heaven.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa left in dismay.

……

Mount Buzhou, in a large hall.

Nuwa transformed herself into a person with a human head and a snake body.

"Little sister, who made you angry?" Fuxi was immediately furious when he saw the worried Nuwa.

"No, I just heard from people that the world is about to face another catastrophe." Nuwa shook her head slightly.

"Meantime?" Fuxi was shocked.

During the last catastrophe, great men like them fell like rain.

If another catastrophe occurs and they are affected by it, it will be difficult for them to protect themselves.

"Did that person ever tell me if there is any way to break the catastrophe?" Fuxi said solemnly.

"No one can break the catastrophe. Only by strengthening oneself can one protect oneself in the catastrophe!" Nuwa sighed, "Brother, have you ever heard of the 'saint'?"

"Saint?" Fuxi seemed to have thought of something. "The last time I went to Kunlun Mountain and discussed Taoism with the Three Pure Ones, I heard them say that those above Daluo are saints."

"They are said to be the incarnations of the great god Pangu's spirit, and their backgrounds are extremely extraordinary."

"But according to them, they have not yet reached the threshold of becoming a saint."

"If they can't do it, our difficulty won't be much easier."

“But that person once said that someone will become a saint in the near future!” Nuwa said solemnly.

"What!" Fuxi's eyes widened, "Who is spreading lies to confuse the people? It's so easy for a saint to do that..."

But before Fuxi could finish his words, he was slapped in the face so quickly.

"I am Hongjun. I have attained enlightenment and become a saint. I will preach in Zixiao Palace a thousand years later. Anyone who is destined to do so can come and listen." Hongjun's voice sounded.

Along with Hongjun's voice, various strange phenomena occurred frequently, and the entire prehistoric world seemed to be celebrating the birth of the saint!

(End of this chapter)