Heavenly Dao Compromises! Purple Qi Coming from the East for Thirty Thousand Miles!

The Six Saints gathered.

Their saintly might was like a prison.

This small valley, a barren land too insignificant to even be named on the map of the Primordial World, had now become the absolute center of heaven and earth.

Primal Celestial Venerable, Sovereign of Heaven, Grand Supreme Elder Lord, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti.

Six supreme beings who looked down upon eternity and regarded all beings as ants, sealed the space-time where Yang Chen was located from six directions.

Their saintly bodies flowed with immortal Dao rhythm; with a raise of their hands, they could recreate heaven and earth, water, fire, and wind. Their will was the law of heaven and earth; with a single thought, they could decide the life and death, honor and disgrace of billions of living beings.

However, at this moment, these six forces, capable of crushing all heavens and making Chaos tremble, did not leak out even a trace of their power. Instead, they were tightly restrained by themselves, forming an invisible, contained cage.

This cage was not for suppression.

It was for stabilization.

Every one of their faces was etched with unprecedented solemnity. They looked at the young man in the center of the cage, their eyes filled with extreme complexity—a mixture of terror, apprehension, absurdity, and a trace of... pleading, which even they themselves were unwilling to admit.

On Primal Celestial Venerable's cold face, which symbolized the order of the Heavenly Dao and remained unchanged for eternity, the Dao pattern on his brow, representing supreme majesty, twitched uncontrollably.

Sovereign of Heaven tightly gripped the Green Ping Sword at his waist, his knuckles turning white from excessive force. The sharp sword intent, capable of shattering everything, was forcibly suppressed within him, making him exude an aura of impending explosion.

Saint Nuwa's holy face had lost all its color. Her gaze was fixed on Yang Chen, or more accurately, on the Power of Guixu that was eroding the life force of all things in the Primordial World around him. With every passing moment, she could sense that countless beings she had created were silently heading towards extinction. The pain originating from the root of her Dao Heart caused her delicate hands, which had created the Human Race, to tremble violently within her sleeves.

The Dharma bodies of the two Western Saints dimmed. Daoist Jieyin's face was filled with a suffering so profound it was almost palpable. Daoist Zhunti's signature smile had completely frozen, looking more like a grimace than a smile. They stared intently at Yang Chen, fearing that the spear of will would truly pierce Mount Sumeru in the next instant and destroy the foundation of their Western Teachings.

The most unsettling was Grand Supreme Elder Lord.

He rode on the Green Ox, holding a Fly Whisk, maintaining his usual serene and effortless demeanor. Yet, the Green Ox beneath him restlessly pawed the ground, and the breath exhaled from its nostrils carried the smell of sulfur before destruction. And in Grand Supreme Elder Lord's eyes, which had seen through all things and were as calm as a deep well, the swirling Tai Chi symbol showed signs of disturbance for the first time.

They were all waiting.

Waiting for Yang Chen's reaction.

But Yang Chen remained as unyielding as ever.

He didn't even glance at the Six Saints.

He simply stood there, a twisted smile of great liberation and freedom on his face, as if the Six Saints, whose mere stomps could shake the Primordial World, were nothing more than six uninteresting stone statues.

The dark Karmic Force emanating from him, instead of being suppressed by the Six Saints' might, seemed to be nourished by it, churning more violently and more ferociously.

Ch-.

A wisp of dark Karmic Force separated from the main mass and tentatively touched the barrier of saintly might set up by Primal Celestial Venerable.

There was no earth-shattering collision.

The saintly might, capable of resisting the erosion of Chaos, let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden the moment it came into contact with the dark Karmic Force. It was like ice and snow meeting a branding iron, silently melting and corroding away a piece!

Primal Celestial Venerable's saintly body trembled violently!

His face instantly turned darker than the bottom of a pot!

This was no longer a threat.

This was a reversal of suppression!

The Immeasurable Tribulation Karma on this madman's person, in its essence, had transcended the power level of a single Saint!

The hearts of the Six Saints sank to the bottom.

They finally understood completely that this situation had completely exceeded their control.

Just as the tension—or rather, the one-sided tension of the Six Saints—reached its peak, and as the twisted smile on Yang Chen's lips widened even further, seemingly about to detonate everything in the next moment.

High in the nine heavens, the supreme existence finally made its final, and most shocking, response.

Rumble—

The boundless tribulation clouds that originally covered the entire Primordial sky, nurturing within them divine thunder capable of casting a Saint down from their position, halted without any warning.

Then, not dissipated.

Annihilated!

As if an invisible giant hand had wiped it away from the level of laws, from the very foundation of existence!

One moment it was the doomsday divine punishment, the next, it was a clear and bright sky!

This sudden change caused the Divine Souls of all the Great Powers peeking into this place to freeze.

However, this was only the beginning.

In the void where the tribulation clouds had been wiped away, infinite Golden Light of Merit condensed without warning.

It wasn't a wisp, not a stream.

It was a golden torrent, like the Milky Way breaking its banks, like the sea of Chaos pouring in!

Ten thousand feet of Golden Light of Merit!

Every drop of golden light contained immense energy sufficient to allow a Grand Unity Golden Immortal to break through their realm. And now, this endless merit had transformed into a pillar of light, unimaginably thick and golden, pouring down from the nine heavens!

Its target was none other than Yang Chen, surrounded by the Six Saints!

"Buzz--!"

On the eastern horizon, a vast purple qi rolled in.

This purple qi was supremely noble. Wherever it passed, the laws of the Heavenly Dao automatically retreated, the sounds of the Great Dao roared incessantly, countless golden lotuses surged from the void, and phantom images of celestial maidens appeared in the sky, scattering a rain of flowers.

Purple Qi Coming from the East for thirty thousand miles!

This was the supreme phenomenon that appeared when a Saint was born, or when someone in the Primordial World achieved great merit!

It was the Heavenly Dao's highest form of recognition and praise for a living being!

And now, it manifested for Yang Chen, a "sinner" burdened with immeasurable karmic force!

This wasn't the end!

The moment the purple qi surged and golden light poured down.

A grand, cold will, devoid of any emotion yet containing the supreme rules, directly crossed time and space, disregarding all obstacles, and fiercely imprinted itself upon the true spirits of all beings in the three realms of the Primordial World!

It also appeared with perfect clarity in Yang Chen's mind.

[Heavenly Dao's Perception: Dad, stop messing around, I'll extend it for you!]

[Heavenly Tribulation Delayed for Ten Aeons!]

This will belonged to the supreme Heavenly Dao, which viewed all things as straw dogs!

It had compromised!

It not only withdrew the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder capable of annihilating everything.

It not only bestowed boundless merit as a gesture of appeasement.

It not only manifested the Purple Qi Coming from the East as a sign of recognition.

It even made a promise that caused the Six Saints to hold their breath and their Dao Hearts to tremble violently—

The reckoning of karma with Yang Chen would be delayed for a full ten aeons!

Ten aeons!

What kind of concept was that?

That was a duration long enough for the Primordial World to go from birth to destruction and repeat itself several times!

The Heavenly Dao, this most ruthless, most just, and most supreme collection of rules, had actually learned to "coax" someone in order to let Yang Chen live!

Even...

It had uttered the same address as those Saints, an address that could overturn the entire ethical framework of the Primordial World!

At this moment.

The Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao were utterly speechless.

The anxiety, apprehension, and solemnity on their faces had all turned into an extreme, blank bewilderment.

The twitching at the corner of Primal Celestial Venerable's eye stopped, because he had frozen solid.

Sovereign of Heaven's hand, which held his sword, loosened, as he had lost the ability to think.

Nuwa's trembling jade hand also stilled, her beautiful eyes filled only with incomprehensible shock.

The bitter and stiff expressions on the faces of the Two Saints of the West were replaced by an absurd sense of "Who am I, where am I?"

The Tai Chi diagram spinning in Grand Supreme Elder Lord's ancient, waveless eyes came to a complete halt.

All beings in the Primordial World were petrified at this moment.

They finally understood that this young man, being "coaxed" by both the Six Saints and the Heavenly Dao, was no longer an existence that they, or even the Saints, could comprehend.