"Heavenly Dao above, I, Shangqing, will establish a sect today called Jie School!”
"Interceptor! It's a chance of survival!"
"Jie School, stand!"
In the boundless wilderness, this majestic voice suddenly resounded in all directions.
It was like the sound of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, causing billions of lives to be awakened.
Multicolored light shone down from the sky, and large golden auspicious clouds of virtue emerged, covering the sky.
The wind blew and the clouds gathered, forming a huge vortex that fell down like a funnel.
In the air below, a young man in a green robe sat on a Kui bull.
He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He had an extraordinary aura. Behind him was a green divine sword that seemed to have fused with him. His entire body emitted a sharp and fierce intent.
This sword was called the Qingping Sword. It was obtained after the twelfth-grade Green Lotus of Creation was divided into three parts.
This green-robed man was Tongtian, who had just announced to the Heavenly Dao that he had created Jie School!
At this moment, he was establishing a sect to prove his Dao!
Establishing a great sect and educating the common people was a matter of great merit. Therefore, the Heavenly Dao bestowed merit to Tongtian.
Tongtian raised his head slightly and opened his mouth to inhale. In an instant, the huge auspicious cloud of virtue that enveloped millions of acres of land was sucked into his mouth.
He closed his eyes slightly and circulated his primordial spirit. He quickly refined it and his realm rose from the middle stage of the Quasi-Sage Realm to the late stage of the Quasi-Sage Realm.
"If we don't release the Heaven Creation Merit now, when will we?”
Tongtian's eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted softly, like thunder.
His primordial spirit shook, and then golden merit gushed out from the depths of his body.
This was the merit of creation rewarded by the Great Dao when Pangu created the Primordial World.
Because of Pangu's death, the Merit of Creation was rewarded to Pangu's descendants.
Among them, the Three Pure Ones were formed by Pangu's Primordial Spirit and the Heaven Opening Clear Qi, so they received 30% of the Heaven Opening Merit. Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian each received 10%.
This was Pangu's legacy!
The merit of establishing a sect alone was not enough for Tongtian to become a saint. He still needed to use the merit of creation that had been hidden in the depths of his primordial spirit for billions of years.
Merit of creation belonged to the Great Dao Merit, and its effects far surpassed Heavenly Dao Merit.
Bathed in the heaven-opening merit auspicious light, Tongtian broke through from the late-stage Quasi-Sage realm to the Heavenly Dao Sage realm in one go.
A vast and powerful pressure erupted from his body, sweeping across the four seas and eight wastelands, making billions of lives kneel.
"Greetings, Saint Tongtian. Congratulations on becoming a Saint!”
From the Nine Heavens to the Nine Nether, from the Nine Heavens to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, from the creatures who had just awakened their intelligence to the Sage-to-be experts such as Emperor Jun and East Emperor Taiyi, all of them kowtowed to Tongtian.
This was the might of a Saint!
Countless auspicious phenomena appeared in the world. Immortal rain fell, nourishing all things. Flowers bloomed, and trees returned to spring.
This was the Heavenly Dao congratulating the birth of a new Saint.
Tongtian's expression was as calm as an ancient well. He still sat on the Kui Ox and closed his eyes to comprehend the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao to consolidate his Saint Realm.
After a long while, when the phenomenon of Cheng Sheng disappeared, he slowly opened his eyes. It was as if he had experienced endless years, and his gaze was filled with vicissitudes and complexity.
"A letter came from the Qiantang River, today I know I am me!”
This sentence was obviously not native to the Primordial World. It was very strange for it to suddenly come out of the mouth of the heavens.
However, there was a huge reason behind this.
That was because Tongtian was not just Tongtian. He was also Wang Tongtian, a university student from China's previous life.
At the beginning of splitting open the sky, Wang Tongtian's soul had accidentally transmigrated to the Wilderness and drifted.
At that time, when the Heavenly Dao noticed this anomaly, it wanted to suppress Wang Tongtian. However, it was a coincidence that this soul was wrapped in the Merit of Creation and entered the depths of Tongtian's Primordial Spirit, leaving the Heavenly Dao helpless.
Until just now, when Tongtian fused with the Merit of Creation, he also fused with Wang Tongtian's soul.
Therefore, he sighed.
At this moment, he was both Tongtian and Wang Tongtian.
He also knew the future trend of the Heavenly Dao and knew that in the Battle of the Gods Investiture, his Jie School had been schemed against and almost exterminated.
"Could it be that if the four Immortal Slaying Swords can't suppress the providence, my Jie School is destined to lose its providence?”
Tongtian sighed in his heart. Back then, when Hongjun gave him the Four God-killing Swords, he could set up the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation for the Four God-killing Swords. He was happy that it could not be broken by four experts of the same level, but he ignored Hongjun's other words.
The four Immortal Slaying Swords could not suppress fate!
The Laozi Sect of Humanity had the Tai Chi Diagram, the Primordial Enlightenment Sect had the Pangu Banner, and the Western Sect of Jieyin and Zhunti had the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit.
His Jie School paled in comparison and naturally perished.
"It's a pity that I woke up late. Otherwise, I could have set up a plan in advance and changed the situation.”
Tongtian sighed again. Although he had established a sect and become a saint, he had Hongjun who was about to integrate with the Tao and was in charge of the general trend of the Way of Heaven. Laozi, the Origin, was also secretly suppressing him.
Even if he knew the ending of Jie School, it would not be easy to change it.
The fundamental reason was that the four Immortal Slaying Swords could not suppress fate.
Of course, he could also fight for other supreme treasures that could suppress the fate of the great sects.
For example, when the Heavenly Court was destroyed, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Bell of Chaos.
However, other Saints would definitely drool over such a supreme treasure.
How could he guarantee that he would be able to snatch it?
By the same logic, he might not be able to compete with Laozi Primordial Beginning for the merit that appeared later.
At most, he would put in more effort when Jie School accepted disciples and deal with those traitors first.
However, the human heart was unpredictable. Who knew if the rest would also betray him?
Furthermore, there was the Sage's scheme.
Unless he didn't take in any disciples!
However, Jie School had already been established. If they did not accept disciples, the Heavenly Dao would not agree.
"Since we're here, let's just let nature take its course. Perhaps there will be other variables!”
Tongtian pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly, and sighed for the third time.
He didn't really count on the so-called variables. He was planning to make a good plan later.
After all, it was still the Lich Cultivation Tribulation, and there was still a long time before the Battle of Gods Investiture.
He had the advantage of being a prophet, and he had laid out many pieces. It was unknown if he could turn the tables in the Battle of the Gods Investiture.
However, a flower planted deliberately would not bloom, but a willow planted unintentionally would make a shade.
His words seemed to have come true. At this moment, a mechanical notification suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Ding! The Myriad World Chat Group invites you to join!”
"May I ask if you agree to join?"
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