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第一千二百四十六章 圣皇踏渡厄

Although he had lived for tens of thousands of years, the sight still made him involuntarily gasp in surprise.

"Great Heavenlyrespect of Xuan Huang!"

However, he quickly dismissed this thought: "No, that's impossible. Moreover..."

Looking up at the sky with a solemn expression, his shock turned to seriousness as he gazed into the heavens. The authority over the Great Heavenly Realm wielded by the Great Heavenlyrespect of Xuan Huang was independent from the World-Creating Stone Plate and existed on top of it. Although there were still records of its deeds, they were sparse and vague.

But now, sensing the aura emanating from the faceless Saint Emperor, he found that it was different from what was recorded in the texts.

"Great Heavenlyrespect of Xuan Huang, wields theCelestial Harmony Path. Although it has a close connection with the Dao, it seems more like an individual entity. However, after receiving some kind of enhancement, it can manipulate the laws of the Dao as if it were its own arm or finger. This person in front of me..."

A thought spontaneously arose within his heart.

"Avatar of the Dao?"

Although this was somewhat unbelievable, it was the most reasonable explanation.

The faceless Saint Emperor seemed to sense his thoughts and no longer revealed his connection with the Dao. He did not directly explain himself either but continued the conversation from before: "With the help of the World-Creating Stone Plate to handle and organize events happening in Xuan Huang, you should be able to feel more at ease."

"But just relying on the World-Creating Stone Plate is still insufficient."

The faceless Saint Emperor's gaze turned serious as he waited for his next words.

"Order of the Perpetual Calamity. You shouldn't be unfamiliar with it," said the faceless Saint Emperor.

Hearing these three words, the faceless Saint Emperor's expression changed slightly.

"The divine eye of the Order of the Perpetual Calamity has a similar function to the World-Creating Stone Plate. Combined with endless paper puppets, that book of calamity can also record everything it monitors."

"Combined with the World-Creating Stone Plate, this should be enough to offset its side effects. The rest, I believe your tenacious will cultivated over tens of thousands of years should be able to handle," said the faceless Saint Emperor.

The faceless Saint Emperor's words left him in silence as he pondered their feasibility.

"Firstly, the quality of the World-Creating Stone Plate you have is not quite up to par..." After a moment, he spoke again.

"Don't worry, I can find better ones," said the faceless Saint Emperor directly.

The faceless Saint Emperor paused for a moment before continuing: "Secondly, the Order of the Perpetual Calamity was sealed and hidden after offending the Transmission. Their cultivation methods, 'Eternal World-Age,' allow them to interfere with the perception of the world. Given that it was the Transmission who acted, therefore..."

"I know where they are," said the faceless Saint Emperor.

This left him stunned.

"It seems this one is even stronger than I imagined."

With his words reaching such a point, he naturally wouldn't hesitate any longer.

"Please assist me with this matter," he sincerely said.

The faceless Saint Emperor was waiting for these exact words.

"Follow me."

His figure flickered and appeared at the horizon in an instant. The faceless Saint Emperor followed closely behind him.

Leaving a confused Ousang Tian behind, who had not heard their conversation.

Since the faceless Saint Emperor pointed to the fishing rod, Ousang Tian lost his perception of these two powerful figures. Until now, they had left together.

"Isn't Master going to deal with that stone plate? Why aren't we fighting?"

"And won't it be like that ancient tree root and join our Holy Dynasty?"

Ousang Tian felt a bad omen in his heart.

At this moment, the faceless Saint Emperor and the faceless Saint Emperor had already arrived at the entrance of the Order of the Perpetual Calamity, where the seal of the Transmission was located.

Watching as the faceless Saint Emperor skillfully broke through the seal left by the Transmission, he grew increasingly puzzled.

"This is a seal left behind by the Transmission. Even an avatar of the Dao shouldn't be able to break it so easily."

"Or perhaps after all these years, the Great Heavenly Realm has recovered enough power to counterbalance the Transmission?"

The faceless Saint Emperor ignored his thoughts and led him into the Order of the Perpetual Calamity.

Ascending and descending the mountain, countless courtyards passed by before they finally arrived at the main hall of the Order of the Perpetual Calamity.

"Come in."

Entering the hall, he confirmed that this was indeed where the Order of the Perpetual Calamity used to be. He could feel the numerous paper puppets hidden within the dimly lit hall.

"They are one of the ten sects of Xuan Huang's Daoist path, enjoying the cultivation resources produced by Xuan Huang. Yet when calamities struck, they chose to retreat and avoid their fate. Truly like those so-called divine eyes, they are vermin in Xuan Huang," said the faceless Saint Emperor.

The faceless Saint Emperor's words were cold and unrelenting as he criticized them.

Closing his eyes, he neither agreed nor disagreed with him.

"The Eternal Calamity Endures, using the calamities of the world to cultivate. This is a method that brings disaster to heaven and earth. If the world thrives without any calamities, these people would still create one to obstruct it. Such sects should have been eradicated long ago," said the faceless Saint Emperor.

As if sensing his words, cold winds began to blow in the dim hall.

"Thinking they could escape everything by becoming paper puppets..."

A golden chain emerged from within the faceless Saint Emperor's body and shot into the darkness of the hall like a bolt of lightning. The blackness within the hall rippled like water waves.

The faceless Saint Emperor examined this golden chain, his eyes showing a hint of surprise.

Then, a golden vortex slowly formed in his body. Thousands of chains spiraled out following its direction.

Bang! Bang!

They collided with something in the darkness and produced dull sounds as they flew.

The aura emanating from the faceless Saint Emperor was too strong that even he had to step back slightly.

"This one's strength is far greater than what we commonly refer to as the Everlasting Realm," thought the faceless Saint Emperor.

"Moreover..."

"It seems not just the power of the Great Heavenly Realm."

Creaking sounds echoed in the hall. As the golden vortex within the faceless Saint Emperor's body reversed, the chains contracted.

Something in the darkness was bound and dragged out by these chains.

If ordinary cultivators saw this scene, they would be terrified.

However, his heart was unusually excited.

When a paper puppet with a frightened expression appeared from the darkness, he raised an eyebrow.

Those were them!

The paper puppet struggled fiercely but was bound at its end. A brilliant light erupted, and it instantly fell limp like it had been struck by lightning.

With expressions of fear and apathy, this empty face could display various emotions, which was quite peculiar.

The faceless Saint Emperor grabbed the paper puppet with his hand.

Golden chains continued to fly around him as more paper puppets were pulled out from the darkness.

The hall began to shake unstably. Even the entire mountain of Perpetual Calamity seemed unstable.

"Hmph!"

The faceless Saint Emperor stepped on the ground, and a golden light circle spread outward from his feet.

The space that was about to crumble froze as if it were ice-bound.

Lowering his head, he locked the paper puppet in his hand with an unyielding gaze.

With a slight force, a wail suddenly came from the paper puppet's mouth.

"Friend, be gentle... Friend, be gentle..."

"No grudges, why are you doing this to me!"

The paper puppet stopped pretending to be dead and hurriedly said.

"Friend? You dare?" The faceless Saint Emperor's tone was filled with disdain as he applied more force.

At the same time, the thousands of golden chains around him emitted brilliant light in unison.

The cries of pain from the paper puppets echoed throughout the hall.

"Respectful one, spare my life... Respectful one, spare my life!"

Seeing that his situation was worse than expected, the paper puppet finally stopped being stubborn and begged for mercy.

However, the faceless Saint Emperor did not stop immediately.

The vortex continued to spin as it retracted the chains. He gathered all the paper puppets from the Order of the Perpetual Calamity before stopping their torment.

"Is this the famous ancient sect, the Order of the Perpetual Calamity?"

Looking at the pile of paper puppets in front of him, the faceless Saint Emperor said solemnly.

"It does not deserve to be called famous... It's just for survival..."

Amidst the cries of pain from the paper puppets, a unique voice echoed.

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