BSI Chapter 325 Rejected! Can't be forced?
Chapter 325 Rejected! Can't be forced?
After hearing what the illusory figure of Lady Pingxin said, Zhunti and Jieyin's faces turned ashen.
In particular, the thought that the Three Pure Ones led the disciples of the three religions and the human race into the underworld without any hindrance fueled their anger even more.
"That bull... it's really awful!"
Zhunti was secretly indignant.
He already harbored resentment towards Niu Ben.
Now, it is because of Niu Ben that Lady Pingxin has intervened and stopped them outside the underworld.
The more Zhunti thought about it, the more humiliated he felt.
In any case, they are all saints.
But now, they are turned away at the gates of hell.
What frustrated Zhunti even more was that they had no other way to deal with it.
Forcefully break through the barriers?
With the Lady Pingxin, the ruler of reincarnation, in charge, she is an invincible being in the underworld.
Let alone them, even if the Dao Ancestor himself came, he might not be able to do it.
Moreover, even if they were to forcibly break through, thus disrupting Niu Ben's journey through the Primordial Thunder Tribulation, the Three Pure Ones would certainly not stand idly by.
These three are the founders of the Xuanmen sect, sharing the same breath and the same heart.
If they were to make a move, neither Zhunti nor Jieyin would be a match for them.
"call……"
After a moment of hesitation, Zhunti took a deep breath and muttered to himself:
"What a Niu Ben! What a Ping Xin! What a San Qing!"
Then, he looked helplessly at the guide standing to the side.
They knew in their hearts that they would never be able to cross the threshold of the underworld today.
At this moment, Jieyin's face was filled with sorrow, and the prayer beads in his hand kept turning.
I had originally planned to witness Niu Ben's tribulation of the Primordial Thunder, but now it seems I'll miss that chance.
A layer of frost had already covered Nuwa's beautiful face.
As a saint, the Holy Mother of Humanity, how could she have ever been treated like this?
Although dissatisfied, there was nothing they could do.
After a moment of silence, the sage Nuwa gave a cold snort, then glanced meaningfully at the Gates of Hell.
Then, with a flick of her wrist, she soared into the sky, enveloped in boundless divine light of creation.
In less than a few breaths, Nuwa had vanished without a trace.
After Nuwa left, Jieyin shook his head and sighed helplessly, then looked at Zhunti standing beside him and said:
"Junior brother!"
"Since Niu Ben refuses to let us witness the ceremony, there's no point in forcing it."
"Let's go back!"
Upon hearing what Jieyin said, Zhunti was filled with bitterness and helplessness, and nodded slightly, saying:
"Such is the way of fate; it truly cannot be forced."
"only……"
At this point, Zhunti paused, then lowered his voice and added:
"If he were truly allowed to attain the Primordial Chaos Realm..."
"The fortunes of the East will surely flourish ever more!"
Then, Jieyin and Zhunti did not linger outside the Gates of Hell for long and quickly left.
Seeing the three saints leave one after another, the illusory figure of Pingxin, which had been hovering outside the Gate of Hell, slowly dispersed and disappeared.
……
Meanwhile, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Chaos is boundless, and time and space do not exist.
Only the ancient and majestic Zixiao Palace, seemingly eternal, floated silently.
At this moment, the gates of Zixiao Palace are tightly closed, and the palace is neither light nor darkness, only the most primordial Dao flows within.
On the futon, Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat upright.
Sensing the commotion in the underworld, Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his gaze, and pierced through the endless void, reaching the depths of the underworld.
"I never imagined this kid could get this far."
"Proving the Way through force..."
As he spoke, a barely perceptible ripple stirred in Hongjun's heart.
It should be understood that proving the Way through force is different from achieving sainthood through other methods.
Even Hongjun himself couldn't do that; he achieved sainthood by severing his three corpses.
As for achieving sainthood through merit, it is much easier than proving the Way through force.
All one needs is the Primordial Purple Qi that forms the foundation for sainthood, plus divinely bestowed merits, to enter the realm of sainthood.
It can be said that the path of proving the Way through force is undoubtedly the most difficult one.
Of course, if one can successfully attain enlightenment, the upper limit that one can reach in the future is incomparable to other methods of becoming a saint.
"Since the beginning of time, there has never been anyone who has truly attained the Primordial Chaos through the pure Dao of Power."
"If this calf can do it, then he will be the first."
As he said this, Hongjun's expression gradually became solemn, and he subconsciously thought of the great god Pangu.
Pangu was a pioneer who proved the Dao through force.
Unfortunately, it ultimately failed.
Others may not know, but Hongjun, the representative of the Heavenly Dao, is extremely clear about it.
The path of proving one's way through force is far too difficult and dangerous.
After all, the emergence of the uncontrolled "force" of chaos is itself a shock to the existing Heavenly Order.
That is why Niu Ben's attempt to prove his Dao through force is an "anomaly".
Thinking of this, Hongjun frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Will Heaven allow such an anomaly to be born smoothly?"
As he spoke, Hongjun's gaze suddenly deepened, and then he slightly turned his head to look into the depths of the Primordial Chaos Clouds above the Underworld.
With his level of cultivation, he was naturally able to detect it.
Deep within those calamity clouds, the icy will of the Heavenly Dao's origin was gathering and constantly strengthening.
……
Meanwhile, the underworld is located there.
The Three Pure Ones led their disciples from the three religions to that Netherworld Abyss.
Upon seeing this, Xuandu, Jinling, Chijingzi, and Huanglong, along with other disciples of the three religions who held positions in the underworld, immediately bowed to the Three Pure Ones.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Uncle-Master!"
In addition, all the other beings in the underworld also bowed to the Three Pure Ones:
"Greetings, Saint!"
The three Qing nodded without saying a word, their gazes shifting to Niu Ben, who was suspended in the center of the Netherworld Abyss.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the power of the tribulation lightning had accumulated to a terrifying level within the tribulation clouds above the underworld.
The terrifying aura emanating solely from the depths of the tribulation clouds was enough to send chills down one's spine.
Even saints like them trembled slightly upon sensing it.
"Brother, this Primordial Tribulation Lightning is truly terrifying!"
"Can Niu Ben survive this Primordial Lightning Tribulation?"
After a moment of silence, Tongtian spoke with a worried expression.
Before the Supreme Lord could reply, the Primordial Celestial Venerable solemnly took over the conversation and said:
"yes!"
"This kind of Primordial Lightning Tribulation is incredibly powerful!"
"Successfully overcoming this tribulation will likely not be an easy task."
At this point, Yuanshi paused briefly, then changed the subject and continued:
"That Niu Ben is really something."
"Why didn't you say earlier that you were in seclusion in the underworld to attempt to break through to the Primordial Dao?"
"If we had known beforehand, we could have given him our many magical treasures, giving him more ways to deal with this Primordial Tribulation!"
Upon hearing this, Tongtian nodded repeatedly and replied:
"That's right!"
"My Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation excels at killing and breaking through tribulations. If we set up the sword formation early, it can at least relieve a great deal of pressure on him!"
"And there's my eldest brother's Tai Chi diagram, unparalleled in defense, and my second brother's Pangu Banner..."
As he spoke, Tongtian shook his head and sighed helplessly.
They valued Niu Ben, their junior disciple, highly, even treating him as one of their own.