Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1631 - 1065 Ideas of the Saint of Taiqing_2

This is the Qiankun Ding, formed by the Human Race’s supreme treasure, the Innate Qiankun Grand Array. Although it lacks a physical body, its power is equal to that of ordinary Innate Treasures.

Combining the power of the two Innate Treasures, and coupled with Jiang Chen’s immense strength, the fully revived Central Wu Earth Apricot Yellow Banner was immediately suppressed. Its radiance gradually dimmed, ceasing its tremors, and returned to a state of tranquility.

However, just as Jiang Chen suppressed the Central Wu Earth Apricot Yellow Banner, the myriad Celestial Clouds seized the opportunity, forcefully breaking through Jiang Chen’s blockade and escaping into the outer chaos, disappearing without a trace.

"Jiang Chen! Underworld River!"

"You seek death!"

At the same time, beyond the outer chaos, in the Jade Void Holy Land, the furious Primordial Heavenly Sovereign directly stepped out from his Taoist Field. With a single step spanning limitless distances, he rushed toward the Three Realms.

The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was truly on the verge of madness. Being defeated by Jiang Chen—he could accept. Having his incarnation extinguished—he could tolerate that too.

The Central Wu Earth Apricot Yellow Banner being taken—he could reluctantly accept. Even the myriad Celestial Clouds being seized—he could live with that.

But his incarnation being slain by the Underworld River Patriarch—this, he could not abide.

Jiang Chen held an exalted status. If his incarnation was struck down, then fine—even the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was not the first Saint to have his incarnation cut down by Jiang Chen. At most, it was a loss of face, not a significant issue.

But who were you, Underworld River?

A mere stray dog—slaughtered by Donghuang Taiyi during the Great Ancient Era, forced to hide in the Sea of Blood without daring to show his face. In the Ancient Era, sealed by the two Western Saints to the point of losing his entire doctrine.

A pitiful stray dog, yet daring to strike at him, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign. If he did not eliminate the Underworld River Patriarch, how could he stand with dignity in the Prehistoric World henceforth?

...

"The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign has made his move!"

With the Saint’s anger, far away on Kunlun Mountain, both Jiang Chen and the Underworld River Patriarch immediately sensed his action.

Especially the Underworld River Patriarch, whose body was flickering with blood-colored light at an alarmingly rapid frequency, as if issuing warnings, stirring great unease in his heart.

"Do not panic. The Dao Ancestor’s prohibition still stands. At most, he can threaten us across the chaos, but he dare not truly act."

"Besides, even if he does act, what will happen? For us, it may actually be a favorable turn of events."

"Previously in Zixiao Palace, the Dao Ancestor had just delivered a harsh reprimand to the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign. If he disobeys the Dao Ancestor’s prohibition now, what do you think awaits him?"

Unlike the panicked Underworld River Patriarch, Jiang Chen seemed remarkably calm upon sensing the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign’s move.

First, he did not believe the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign would act.

Second, he actually hoped the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign would act, as this would benefit him—allowing him to eliminate the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign from the equation early, rendering him powerless to intervene in the matters ahead.

In any case, Jiang Chen would not suffer any losses. So why should he worry?

No wait, there was some concern—he was worried the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign might not act, thus losing the chance to remove him from the stage.

"You make a good point!"

After Jiang Chen’s analysis, the Underworld River Patriarch calmed down as well, even beginning to silently look forward to the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign’s attack.

This time, he had truly offended the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign severely, to the point of escalating their enmity to an irreconcilable level. The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign would absolutely not let him off.

Therefore, if he could force the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign out of the game early, ensuring he would be unable to reveal himself for a long time, this was naturally something the Underworld River Patriarch desired.

...

"This matter is more or less coming to an end. Even if the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign loses his mind and insists on targeting the Star Lord or the Underworld River, the Saint of Taiqing has not lost his reason. He will undoubtedly intervene to block him."

The Great Divine Transcendents observing from the shadows believed the case was effectively closed. The confrontation between Saints and the Star Lord that followed would not escalate into a fight.

After all, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was not alone. He might be impulsive, but the Saint of Taiqing, being the more composed, would certainly step in if matters took a downturn.

And indeed, subsequent events played out in alignment with their expectations.

Just as the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign approached the edge of the Three Realms, a golden rainbow bridge extended from the depths of the chaos, landing directly at his feet to block his path.

"Junior Brother, cease at once!"

"We Saints are boundless, infinite, transcending Heaven and Earth, eternally free, with endless lifespans. Why concern ourselves over momentary gains and losses?"

"Having suffered today, endure for now. Seek opportunity in the days to come, and act when the time is ripe to reclaim your dignity."

Standing upon the golden rainbow bridge, the Saint of Taiqing spoke with resignation.

He had not anticipated that such a great commotion would arise over a seemingly trivial matter regarding the Qilin Clan. Had he foreseen this, he would have restrained the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign earlier.

Was it not just Southern Kunlun? If Jiang Chen wanted it, give it to him. After all, once the Prehistoric World was reshaped, the Kunlun Mountain would inevitably revert to their possession.

In the Prehistoric World, no one could wrest Kunlun Mountain from the hands of the Sanqing—Pangu’s legacy was not called so in vain.

Even if Jiang Chen seized Kunlun Mountain today, it would only be temporary. Eventually, Kunlun Mountain would return to them.

There was no need to fuss over fleeting gains and losses. The Saint of Taiqing genuinely cared little for Jiang Chen’s plans. Yet while he was indifferent, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign cared deeply, and thus today’s events unfolded.

"Junior Brother, you must resist. If you hold back now, there will still be opportunities to deal with Jiang Chen later. But if you act now, you risk being confined in Zixiao Palace by our Master for a long time to come."

Though he felt helplessly trapped, the Saint of Taiqing continued to persuade with earnestness. Knowing this earlier, he would have stopped the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign before any of this unfolded. Truly, one misstep leads to missteps all the way.

"Elder Brother!"

The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign drew a deep breath, forced down his wrath, and spoke in a heavy tone.

"Endure! Endure! Endure!"

"How long must we endure? If Master’s prohibition is never lifted, are we to endure forever?"

The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign had reached his breaking point. The key issue lay in the fact that Hongjun Dao Ancestor’s prohibition placed upon them back then had no set timeframe.

This was immensely frustrating—were there a time limit, at least they could have hope. But with no indications of when it might end, who could say when the ordeal would finally be over?

This unknown torment was the hardest to bear. Thus, at this moment, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign erupted, as he saw no end in sight for his chances of retaliation.

"Second Brother, do not fret. Master’s prohibition is about to be lifted—it will not take much longer, at most a few thousand or tens of thousands of years."

Upon hearing the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign’s grievances, the Saint of Taiqing seemed relieved. Since the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was willing to converse, it signified his anger was starting to dissipate.

Still, it was necessary to pacify him further, and so the Saint of Taiqing revealed some foresight.

"What?"

The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was initially stunned, then exhilarated as he asked eagerly, "Elder Brother, is that true? Master’s prohibition on us is truly about to be lifted?"

"How did you come by this news? Or did you secretly inquire with Master earlier?"

Questions spilled forth in rapid succession from the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign’s mouth in a stark contrast to his prior composure, illustrating his growing excitement.

"Why would I have asked Master about such a thing? As for how I figured this out, well, it was through my own deduction."

"Think back to Master’s original words when he imposed the prohibition—it was to prevent us from entering the Three Realms."

"But what if the Three Realms no longer exist? Would we not then be liberated, rendering the prohibition void?"

The Saint of Taiqing spoke with tranquil confidence.

To be honest, this realization had only occurred to him recently. Previously, he had remained uncertain about when the Dao Ancestor’s prohibition would end. But with frequent interactions related to reshaping the Prehistoric World and crafting the Immortal Realm, a sudden epiphany struck him.

The Dao Ancestor’s restrictions tied them to the Three Realms. But if the Three Realms ceased to exist, could any limitations remain?

In the future, whether Jiang Chen succeeded or the Great Divine Transcendents from Dongsheng Divine Continent did, the ultimate outcome would be singular—the disappearance of the Three Realms, either reverting to the Prehistoric World or transforming into the Immortal Realm.