Currently, Jun Xiaoyao could not yet break through this Seal Formation.
But with the heavenly dao staff gone, the entire Seal Formation began to become unstable.
The aura of the Empress's remains was too terrifying.
Even without consciousness, its instinctive power alone was enough to shake the entire Seal Formation.
"Presumably, Buddha Son Wenhui will be arriving soon. Chen Xuan, you should take the blame for this."
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, holding a crystal stone.
It was a Projection Stone.
It had recorded the scene of Chen Xuan from earlier.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao did not want to expose Chen Xuan's identity as Imperial Teacher Xuanyi, as that would lead to some unpredictable situations.
Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao only recorded the heavenly dao staff breaking through the Seal.
And the scene of Chen Xuan attempting to seize it.
Although this might not be enough to completely convict Chen Xuan.
It would definitely make things difficult for him.
The so-called Son of Destiny is like a spring; the harder you press it, the higher it rebounds.
"Chen Xuan, I am doing this to help you grow quickly. It is for your own good, so do not blame me."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
In truth, neither this Chen Xuan nor the previous Lu Yuan were even remotely considered opponents in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
They were merely leeks and chess pieces.
What Jun Xiaoyao truly cared about was that they both possessed that mysterious mark.
The Karma behind that mysterious mark might involve the real big fish.
"Could it be the so-called true Successor of the Heavenly Emperor?"
Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
If that were the case, then the Successor of the Heavenly Emperor would be quite clever, unlike any of his previous opponents.
Rather than standing at the forefront, they chose to remain behind the scenes, using the Son of Destiny as a chess piece to observe the situation from the shadows.
"Regardless, it will eventually be investigated clearly."
Jun Xiaoyao's figure vanished from where he stood, and he left the area.
At around the same time.
In another place.
Buddha Son Wenhui had shaken off the Blood Demon King that was pursuing him and was on his way to the bottom of the Dead Sea's sea eye.
However, he suddenly felt a tremor. The entire Dead Sea seemed to be trembling, with a monstrous aura surging.
"Not good!"
Buddha Son Wenhui's expression changed in shock. He accelerated, transforming into a golden divine rainbow as he fled through the air.
Meanwhile, at the edge of the Dead Sea.
Some factions of Cultivators had also arrived at this location, though their numbers were not large.
Among them was Xia Guihua.
As the Crown Empress of the Great Xia, her strength was not weak. Although she had not yet reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm, she was not far off.
Most importantly, she had awakened the Destined Black Bird Luck.
This type of Luck would protect her in the dark. Even in a battlefield like this, she had not encountered too many dangers.
"Could Xiaoyao have entered beneath the Dead Sea?"
Along the way, Xia Guihua had not seen any sign of Jun Xiaoyao.
But just then.
The Dead Sea suddenly surged with waves, the blood-colored tide crashing against the sky. An aura so terrifying it reached the extreme shook the heavens.
This fluctuation spread out, causing countless beings across the entire battlefield to lose their voices.
"It is the Empress's aura!"
Some Blood Clan beings could not help but exclaim, their eyes filled with fanatical worship.
And the Cultivators from the Origin Universe were all greatly shocked.
"This is..."
When Xia Guihua sensed this aura.
She suddenly had a reaction; her Primordial Spirit stung, and her Soul trembled.
She felt an inexplicable power surging within her body, her blood seemed to turn scorching hot, and there was a burning sensation on her back.
It was as if a red-hot iron brand had been pressed against her back.
However, Xia Guihua was not an ordinary person, so she did not display any overly unusual state, merely knitting her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly.
At the same time, far away at Dongling Temple.
Deep within the temple, inside an ancient Zen hall.
An old monk dressed in worn monastic robes sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, practicing Zen.
At one moment, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes.
In his cloudy old eyes, it seemed as if golden lotus flowers were blooming, carrying an auspicious meaning.
"Not good."
Golden Buddhist light rose from the old monk's body, permeating with a profound meaning as the space rippled with waves.
His figure instantly blurred and vanished from where he stood.
This was none other than the Divine Footwork, one of the Six Divine Abilities of Buddhism.
The so-called Divine Footwork was not just footwork in the literal sense.
It was a powerful Buddhist Divine Ability that allowed one to be free of attachments, act as one pleased, and travel across the heavens.
Of course, ordinary Buddhist Cultivators found it difficult to Cultivate to this Realm.
But this old monk was different.
He was the abbot of Dongling Temple, the Lotus Buddha Saint. His lifelong Cultivation had reached the heights of creation; although he had not reached the level of Buddha Emperor Dongling, he was not far behind.
...
At the bottom of the Dead Sea's sea eye.
"Who is plotting against me!"
Chen Xuan let out a shout and woke up.
His face was pale, with residual blood at the corners of his mouth. His forehead throbbed with intense pain, as if it were about to split open.
His Primordial Spirit had also suffered an impact; if not for the protection of the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal, he would likely have been eighty percent dead.
"Who on earth is it!?"
Chen Xuan's lips trembled. He was so angry his liver ached, his internal organs were trembling, and his blood felt as if it were being burned away by rage.
Logically, no one should have known the purpose of his trip, and certainly no one would have expected him to come to retrieve the heavenly dao staff.
But now, the heavenly dao staff was gone, naturally stolen by the person who had plotted against him.
"Who is it..."
Chen Xuan pondered incessantly in his mind.
But he could not figure it out at all.
Although those Grass Hall Disciples often mocked him in the past.
Precisely because of that, they would not pay attention to him, let alone follow him.
"Wait..."
Chen Xuan suddenly thought of that Young Master in white who had come to the Grass Hall with Xia Guihua that day.
That was Jun Xiaoyao.
At that time, Chen Xuan had felt a faint threat from Jun Xiaoyao.
However, Jun Xiaoyao and he had not even spoken a word, nor had they had any contact.
How could he possibly know his background and thoughts?
Chen Xuan was truly puzzled.
But regardless, he had stumbled and suffered a silent loss this time.
And there was something even more serious than this.
Seeing the incessantly vibrating Seal Formation, Chen Xuan's expression was ugly.
This time, he had truly suffered a double loss.
At this moment, a figure flashed over and landed on the spot; it was Buddha Son Wenhui.
"Brother Chen, what is going on here?"
Chen Xuan's expression froze, and he did not answer.
Buddha Son Wenhui took one look, and his expression changed immediately.
"The heavenly dao staff is gone. How is that possible?"
Buddha Son Wenhui's gaze subconsciously fell upon Chen Xuan.
If Chen Xuan had taken the heavenly dao staff, then things would be serious.
The entire Seal Formation would become unstable, and the energy aura of the Empress's remains would leak, perhaps making the Blood Clan even more frenzied, or causing some unknown transformation.
In short, the consequences were very serious.
Naturally, Chen Xuan did not want to take the blame for this Black Calamity.
He shook his head directly and said, "Buddha Son, you have misunderstood."
"To tell you the truth, when I arrived here, someone plotted against me from behind. I do not know who it was."
"But presumably, the heavenly dao staff was stolen by that person."
Chen Xuan's explanation made Buddha Son Wenhui frown.
Not to mention how that mysterious person had managed to take the heavenly dao staff.
Just the fact that Chen Xuan could be plotted against so easily—was that really possible?
Although he did not show off, Buddha Son Wenhui knew that Chen Xuan definitely possessed ability.
But the situation was critical, and Buddha Son Wenhui had previously found Chen Xuan quite agreeable.
So he did not ask for the time being, but instead offered up the supreme treasure of Dongling Temple, the Wheel-Turning Sutra Cylinder, to assist the Seal Formation and suppress the Empress's remains.
However, what made Buddha Son Wenhui's expression tighten was:
The Seal Formation still showed no signs of stabilizing.
"This is troublesome now..."
Buddha Son Wenhui sighed inwardly.