Seats in Zixiao Palace
Fuxi, carrying Nuwa, took a step forward, and in the next moment, they passed through the Thirty-Three Heavens and entered the Chaos.
Then, he and Nuwa slowly flew through the Chaos.
Therefore, along the way, Nuwa and her companion saw quite a few people who intended to go to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao stepping into the Chaos energy.
But the next moment, they were completely torn to pieces.
Even the True Spirit could not be preserved.
"This place is truly dangerous; even those below the level of Daluo Golden Immortal would be utterly unable to pass through!"
Nuwa is currently at the Late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal, but even she feels apprehensive about passing through this place based solely on her cultivation level.
"It seems that this so-called Dao Ancestor of the Dao is not sincere; otherwise, he wouldn't have set such a high barrier to entry!"
Along the way, I watched those creatures perish in the Chaos like moths drawn to a flame.
Nuwa couldn't help but mutter to herself.
Fuxi then explained, "Hongjun, aided by the Heavenly Dao, became the first Heavenly Dao Sage in the world. Naturally, he must serve the Heavenly Dao. This sermon may seem like Hongjun spreading the Dao throughout the world, but in reality, it should be considered a task assigned by the Heavenly Dao!"
"I see!"
Upon hearing the true reason behind Hongjun's sermon, Nuwa's opinion of Hongjun instantly plummeted.
Along the way, Nuwa, out of compassion, intervened many times to rescue the Primordial World creatures that were in dire straits.
However, many more Primordial World creatures perished under the Primal Chaos Astral Wind.
Fuxi shook his head, and then led Nuwa deeper into the Chaos.
Before long, they arrived at an ancient palace hidden in the void.
This place is naturally Hongjun's new Daoist Abode - Zixiao Palace.
The palace was enormous, radiating a purple glow. A flight of steps descended from the front, stretching down into the void, exuding grandeur and divine power.
As the two were looking at the palace, three figures suddenly flew rapidly from behind them.
It was Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.
Many years ago, the Three Pure Ones had already reached the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Peak level.
However, over the years, the three of them have not improved much in strength and are still a bit short of being Quasi-Sage.
There's nothing that can be done about it. The Path to Sainthood is incredibly difficult and arduous. Without guidance, it's normal for someone at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Peak to be Quasi-Sage -Saint level for hundreds of thousands of years.
Even if the three of them possessed the boundless Fortune and Creation left over from the time of Pangu's creation of the world, it would not be possible for them to have a smooth path in cultivation.
Therefore, they rushed to the Zixiao Palace at top speed.
Unexpectedly, there were others who had arrived even earlier than them.
The three of them couldn't help but look at the two people in front of them.
Before them stood a beautiful woman, dressed simply yet possessing an undeniable gentle and noble air, and a Tongtian magical power.
Although this woman only had the cultivation level of Late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal, slightly lower than their level by one small realm, the subtle sense of threat emanating from her made the three of them dare not underestimate her.
The other person was an exceptionally handsome man with a refined and elegant appearance, his black hair flowing freely and his white robe billowing in the wind.
However, this person had no cultivation whatsoever.
It seems this person was brought up by that woman.
Thinking of this, the three of them couldn't help but look at Nuwa with newfound respect.
After all, the three of them were at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Peak, and their journey had not been easy.
However, this woman, despite being a lower level of cultivation and accompanied by another person, arrived before them.
However, Laozi and Yuanshi were both very proud of themselves and unwilling to communicate with others.
He glanced at Fuxi and his sister, then passed by them and entered the Zixiao Palace.
Seeing their behavior, Nuwa frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased.
Fuxi, however, remained indifferent, revealing nothing.
Only when Tongtian passed by did he bow to the two of them before following Laozi and Yuanshi.
Nuwa returned the greeting to Tongtian, while Fuxi nodded in acknowledgment.
After the Three Pure Ones passed through, Fuxi led Nuwa into the main hall of the Zixiao Palace.
The main hall was simply furnished, yet it possessed a subtle harmony with the universe, leaving nothing to be desired.
A Meditation Cushion was suspended in mid-air directly in front of them, Meditation Cushion a male and a female Daoist boy stood beside it.
In front of the boy, there were also six Meditation Cushions placed on the ground.
The arrival of Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian seemed to have set off a signal. After that, people flocked to the Zixiao Palace. In just a short time, Fuxi saw many great Divine Ability beings that he had not seen during the first great calamity.
The Daoist Minghe a sinister figure with black hair and red eyes.
The Kunpeng Daoist has a bird's beak, fish eyes, and a treacherous face.
With a miniature version of the Eastern Emperor Bell hanging on his wrist, Dongfu Taiyi exudes an aura of kingship but also displays arrogance. Taiyi, holding the River Diagram and Luo Book, Di Jun dignified yet cannot conceal his haughtiness.
The Ancestor Hong Yun, dressed in red with a joyful expression, and Zhen Yuanzi, wearing plain Daoist robes with a kind face.
In addition, there were other beings with great Divine Ability, such as Xihe and Wangshu, who were also present, making the palace a place where immortals and gods seemed to rise up together.
After most people had arrived, the two young disciples said softly, "Master is about to give a sermon. We hope that all fellow Daoists present will take their seats and refrain from making noise!"
Upon hearing the boy's words, the other powerful figures, who were not fools, all sensed that the placement of these six Meditation Cushions was probably not an ordinary matter, and for a moment they looked at each other in bewilderment.
Many people had this idea, so some people started to take action, thinking they should seize it first and then talk about it later.
The Three Pure Ones arrived earliest and naturally each took a seat.
However, it was the Ancestor Hong Yun who seized the initiative by taking advantage of the Innate geographical advantage of being the first cloud to appear in the world.
Following them was Primordial World Old Ancestor Kunpeng, whose speed was unmatched in the primordial world. Apart from Dijiang, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, no one could rival him.
The last one was seized by Nuwa, who was Nuwa on Fuxi's orders.
"Brother, why are you making me steal your seat?"
Nuwa curiously turned to look at Fuxi, then asked in a telepathic voice.
Although Nuwa a deep-seated feeling that this position was very important to her, she knew it but not why.
"These are the positions of Heavenly Dao Sage; the six Meditation Cushions represent the six Heavenly Dao Sages!"
Fuxi casually revealed this earth-shattering secret.
Fuxi wasn't too worried about this.
He has now initially refined the Primordial Ancestral Qi, transcending the Three Realms and no longer bound by the Five Elements.
Even the Heavenly Dao cannot know anything about him.
"I see!"
Nuwa's expression was solemn, but she was also overjoyed. If her brother hadn't reminded her, she might have missed this opportunity to become a saint.
Ouch!
Just then, everyone heard a mournful cry coming from the entrance of the palace.
Turning my head, I saw two more people entering through the entrance of the main hall.
One of them was wearing a gray-black Daoist robe, his face was full of suffering and he was thin and sallow, while the other was wearing a plain yellow Daoist robe, his face was full of good fortune but he looked sad.
At this moment, seeing that everyone's gaze had turned to him, the Daoist in plain yellow robes felt even more sorrowful. He turned to the other Daoist with a pained expression, cupped his hands, and said mournfully, "Senior brother, we two have come all the way from the Western Lands to this place, yet because of my cultivation level, I cannot even get a seat. I am truly ashamed."