Hongjun Attains Sainthood, All Factions Gather

Compared to the many powerful beings in the Primordial World who were troubled, Haotian and Jade Pool were not so troubled.

Inside the Sky Dome Hall, Haotian felt the stable late-stage Golden Immortal of the Origin cultivation base within him, and the corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile.

This breakthrough not only solidified his late-stage Golden Immortal of the Origin cultivation.

It also allowed him, through the cultivation method of the Primordial Heart Sutra, to sever three unique avatars.

This let him have the aid of the Three Corpses without walking the path of the Quasi-Saint, and even Jade Pool had recently broken through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

It could be said that in the current Primordial World, aside from Master, Senior Yang Mei, and some reclusive older-generation powerhouses.

He and Jade Pool were the only ones walking the path of the Great Dao.

As for the rest, every single one of them, including the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, had been a step too slow and could only walk the newly born path of the Heavenly Dao.

This feeling was, well, somewhat satisfying. Thinking this, the smile in Haotian's eyes deepened, and he then sensed the three avatars within his Primordial Spirit.

In the Primordial Spirit space, the green-robed Lingxiao was surrounded by Spatial Flowing Light.

Black qi faintly swirled around the dark-robed Youming, while the white-robed Fengyin's hair drifted with the airflow.

Although the auras of the three avatars were not as strong as his main body, they all carried pure fluctuations of laws, their cultivation at the early and middle stages of the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

This left Haotian quite satisfied. Just as he was about to go see Jade Pool, a pressure far beyond imagination suddenly enveloped the heavens and earth of the Primordial World.

This pressure was vast like chaos, heavy like the Heavenly Dao, yet it carried an unquestionable sanctity and majesty.

But when it fell upon Haotian and Jade Pool, it was like a spring breeze passing by, quietly avoiding them.

However, across the vast Primordial land and starry sky, things were different. Purple qi filled the heavens and earth, and the pressure shrouded the Primordial World.

This pressure was not violent, but it carried the weight of the origin, as if the entire Primordial World had become a vassal to this power.

The Chaos Airflow ceased its movement, the spiritual veins of the Primordial mountains and rivers trembled, and even the light of the Sun Star and Moon Star dimmed somewhat.

Throughout the Primordial World, whether it was Dijun and Taiyi at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, the Three Pure Ones, or Nuwa.

Or the clan leaders who had just entered the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, all were pressed to their knees by this pressure, unable to even mobilize their Primordial Spirits.

"Th-this... what kind of power is this?!"

Inside the Sun Star's great hall, Dijun abruptly stood up, the Golden Crow flames around him surging, yet he still couldn't resist that pressure, fine beads of sweat seeping out on his forehead.

Taiyi clenched his fists even tighter, his Dao robe trembling slightly, his face full of shock.

Because the strength of this pressure far exceeded his imagination.

Meanwhile, inside the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, the situation for Laozi and the others was somewhat better, as this pressure did not oppress them too much.

Still, they recognized their Master's aura, and therefore, joy appeared in their eyes.

Perhaps to confirm their judgment, a voice, indifferent yet reaching every corner of the Primordial World, rang out.

"High above the nine-layered clouds, I sit on a cattail mat to comprehend the true Dao."

"Beyond Heaven and Earth's yellow and dark, I shall be the Lord of Teachings."

"Pangu gave birth to the Supreme Ultimate, from which the Two Principles and Four Symbols follow."

"The leader of the Mystic Sect, one Qi transforms into Hongjun."

As the verses fell, the hearts of all Sentient Beings in the Primordial World shook violently.

Although they had never seen Hongjun, they had heard this name from ancient traditions—an Innate Great Power of the same generation as Yang Mei and Old Ancestor Yin Yang!

"I am Hongjun. I have now attained the Dao and become a Saint. I shall lecture on the Primordial Great Dao at the Purple Firmament Palace in Chaos. All who are fated may come and listen."

As the voice faded, the pressure that had enveloped the Primordial World and the purple qi at the edge of the sky receded together, as if they had never existed. But across the Primordial World, a huge wave had already been stirred up.

"Master has become a Saint! And he is lecturing on the Primordial Great Dao!"

Atop Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones looked at each other, seeing wild joy in each other's eyes.

They had been stuck at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal for a thousand Yuanhui, and now they finally had a chance to learn the method of breakthrough!

Inside the Sun Star's great hall, Taiyi, who had returned, had a somewhat ugly expression, but he still heavily slapped a pillar beside him.

"The Primordial Great Dao! This must be the realm beyond the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal! Brother, we must go!"

Dijun nodded, his expression grave: "This matter concerns our opportunity for breakthrough; we cannot be negligent."

"Bai Ze, bring all the clan members who have broken through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. They will accompany Taiyi and me. The rest of the clan will remain on the Sun Star and are not to leave without permission."

"As you command!" Bai Ze bowed in response, anticipation flashing in his eyes as well.

Although he was exceptionally wise, he was currently stuck at the early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal stage. If he could hear Hongjun's lecture, he might also be able to touch a higher realm.

On Qixia Mountain, Nuwa was accompanying Fuxi, who had just come out of seclusion.

Although Fuxi had successfully broken through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he was still stuck at the Late Grand Unity stage.

Upon hearing that Hongjun was giving a lecture, Nuwa immediately grabbed his hand: "Brother, come quickly with me to Chaos! Master is lecturing on the Primordial Great Dao; this is your opportunity!"

A light shone in Fuxi's eyes, and he quickly nodded. The two transformed into a streak of light and flew towards Chaos.

Inside Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuanzi received a message from Hongyun and smiled as he put away the spiritual liquid of the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

"Brother Hongyun, we cannot miss this Primordial Great Dao."

Moments later, two figures converged outside the observatory and headed side by side toward the Chaos.

Deep in the North Sea, Kunpeng opened his icy eyes, flapped his wings once, and stirred up a thousand layers of waves.

Though aloof and proud, he too yearned for breakthrough. With Hongjun lecturing on the Dao, he naturally would not be absent.

Within the Sea of Blood, Old Ancestor Minghe paused his refinement of the Blood God Son, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes.

"The Grand Dao of the Origin... if I can obtain it, the Sea of Blood's immortality will be within reach!"

With that, he sent a clone to guard the Sea of Blood while his true body departed as a streak of blood light.

Inside the Pangu Great Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were gathered around a bonfire in discussion. Upon hearing the news of Hongjun's lecture, Zhurong furrowed his brow slightly.

"It's just some cultivator giving a talk—what's so interesting about that? Our Witch Clan relies on our physical bodies and laws; we have no need for this!"

"Brother, you're mistaken," Houtu said softly from the side, a contemplative look in her eyes.

"After the Dao-Demon War, every clan seeks a path to breakthrough. For Dao Ancestor Hongjun to become a Saint, there must be something extraordinary about him."

"Let's go listen. Perhaps we'll find a way to strengthen the Witch Clan. Even if it proves useless, we lose nothing."

Dijiang pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Houtu speaks truly. We'll all go together, leaving some clansmen to guard the Pangu Great Hall."

Though the other Ancestral Witches were reluctant, they deferred to Dijiang's decision, and twelve figures soon departed the Pangu Great Hall.

At the edge of Chaos, a gentle force emanated from the direction of Jade Capital Mountain, enveloping Haotian and Jade Pool.

The two felt their vision blur, and in an instant, they found themselves in a region surrounded by swirling Chaos Airflows.

Ahead, a magnificent palace was slowly taking shape. Its halls were entirely purple, and above the gate were carved three golden characters: Purple Firmament Palace.

It was a palace condensed from the law power of the Jade Disk of Creation.

Hongjun stood before the Purple Firmament Palace, clad in a Daoist robe, a faint Saint's Pressure lingering around him.

But when his gaze fell upon Haotian and Jade Pool, his eyes held satisfaction.

"Disciple Haotian, Disciple Jade Pool, it has been over a thousand Yuanhui since we last met. Both of you have broken through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin."

"Haotian, in particular, has even condensed three law avatars—far exceeding your master's expectations."

"Your disciples owe today's achievements entirely to Master's guidance and the aid of fortune," Haotian and Jade Pool said in unison, bowing respectfully.