activa-t Chapter 661 Above the Sages Lies the Heavenly Dao
Chapter 661 Above the Sages Lies the Heavenly Dao
Haotian stared intently at the fading image, his entire body trembling violently with extreme rage.
the truth!
This is the truth!
A truth he had never thought of, nor dared to think of!
His sister, his nephew, and the tragedy of his entire family—from beginning to end, it was all a meticulously planned conspiracy!
And he, the so-called supreme ruler of the Three Realms and the master of the Heavenly Court, played such a pathetic and laughable role on someone else's chessboard!
Executioner!
He personally ruined his own sister, drove his brother-in-law to his death, and even turned his nephew into a mortal enemy!
He always believed that he was upholding the majesty of Heaven and fulfilling the duties of the Heavenly Emperor.
In the end, he was just a knife in someone else's hands, a knife used to deal with his own family!
"Aaaaaaah!"
Haotian could no longer suppress his inner rage and regret, and let out a fierce roar towards the sky!
That voice was filled with endless pain, resentment, and overwhelming hatred capable of destroying everything!
Rumble!
The entire Lingxiao Palace shook violently under the sage's out-of-control rage, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Terrifying spatial rifts appeared out of thin air within the hall, devouring everything around them.
Niu Ben looked at Haotian, who seemed to be going crazy, and simply waved his hand.
The invisible array that enveloped the main hall flashed with light and instantly suppressed all the surging energy.
The Lingxiao Palace returned to peace once more.
"Now, do you understand?"
Niu Ben's voice rang out coldly.
Haotian was panting heavily, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Niu Ben.
"Why...why didn't you tell me sooner!"
His voice was hoarse, like a broken gong, with a hint of questioning.
"Tell you?"
Niu Ben sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.
"If I told you, would you believe me?"
"If I hadn't personally come to your door today, to rip off your face as the Heavenly Emperor and crush your pathetic pride, would you have believed a single word I said?"
"I'm afraid you'll just think I'm spouting nonsense to protect my disciple, or even that I'm part of this conspiracy, right?"
Niu Ben's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Haotian from head to toe.
It instantly calmed him down.
yes……
Does he believe it?
He won't believe it.
Given his suspicious nature and his consistent fear and hostility towards Niu Ben, he would never believe a single word Niu Ben said.
He would only think that this was a lie fabricated by Niu Ben to protect Yang Jian.
He might even become more convinced that Yang Jian deserved to die because of this!
Having figured this out, the last trace of color drained from Haotian's face.
He staggered back two steps and sat down on the ground with a thud, his eyes vacant and dejected.
It turned out to be the case.
I see……
Niu Ben's domineering actions today—sitting on the dragon throne, forcing someone to kneel—were an insult to him, the Heavenly Emperor...
None of this is the goal.
The real purpose was to wake him up!
It was so that he could see this bloody truth!
"But...but it's the will of Heaven..."
Haotian muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.
"I am a sage of the Heavenly Dao. With such a vast karmic cause and such profound calculations, why did the Heavenly Dao not give me the slightest warning? Why is my deduction of the Heavenly Secrets still shrouded in mystery?"
This is what he can't understand the most.
Below even a sage, all are but ants.
Above the sages lies the Way of Heaven.
Why was he so deceived as the chosen representative of Heaven?
"The Way of Heaven?"
Upon hearing those two words, Niu Ben's eyes grew even more disdainful.
"What do you think the Way of Heaven is? Is it the embodiment of fairness and justice?"
"wrong!"
"Heaven's Way is ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs! In Heaven's eyes, you, me, those two bald monks from the West, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa—we are all merely pawns maintaining the operation of the primordial world!"
"The future rise of the Western Religion is the inevitable trend of Heaven. What does it matter to sacrifice one of your sisters and a bit of your Heavenly Court's fortune in order to conform to this trend?"
"In fact, this entire game was tacitly approved and even driven by the will of Heaven!"
boom!
Niu Ben's words shocked and terrified Haotian even more than the scenes he had seen before!
Heaven!
Behind all of this, there is actually the shadow of the Heavenly Dao!
He, the mighty Heavenly Emperor, along with his entire Heavenly Court, was merely a pawn that Heaven could sacrifice at any time to balance the various forces and follow the general trend.
This realization made him feel even more desperate and cold than being schemed against by the Western Church!
His greatest backer has always been the Heavenly Dao.
His greatest pride was his status as a Heavenly Saint.
But now, Niu Ben tells him that his biggest backer is the one who stabbed him in the back the hardest!
"No...impossible...this is absolutely impossible!"
Haotian shook his head frantically, unable to accept this extremely cruel reality.
"The Dao Ancestor merged with the Dao, and the Heavenly Dao is the Dao Ancestor. How could the Dao Ancestor, that old man, be..."
"madness!"
Niu Ben interrupted him with a cold shout.
"Hongjun merges with the Heavenly Dao, but he is not the Heavenly Dao! You can't even see this, so what kind of Heavenly Emperor are you!"
"Why do you think I choose the path of proving my faith through force? It's because I don't believe in heaven, earth, or fate; I only believe in myself!"
"To hand over one's fate to others, even to the hands of Heaven, will only lead to the same end as you—becoming a pathetic puppet!"
Niu Ben's words were like daggers to the heart.
Each word was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Haotian's already riddled Dao heart.
Haotian collapsed to the ground, completely speechless.
His mind was in complete chaos.
Everything that happened today completely overturned his understanding that he had held for millions of years.
He felt his world was collapsing inch by inch.
A long, deathly silence fell over the vast Lingxiao Palace.
Haotian sat slumped on the cold white jade floor, looking utterly lost, his eyes lifeless, like a statue that had lost its soul.
In his mind, the words Niu Ben had just said kept replaying, and the image of Yao Ji's family dying tragically kept flashing through his mind.
Deception, scheming, betrayal, pawns, discarded pieces...
These words, like poisonous thorns, stirred wildly deep within his soul, causing him unbearable pain.
What a failure he was as the Heavenly Emperor!
What a pathetic life this saint lived!
Unable to protect even his own family, and used as a tool by his enemies, he eventually discovers that the very person he was so proud of was the one who wanted him dead the most!
What an irony! What a tragedy!