Purple Firmament Palace Farce

In the depths of Chaos and time, Purple Cloud Palace stood tall and majestic.

At a certain moment, Chaos was torn apart, and Nuwa stepped onto the Cloud Platform before Purple Cloud Palace.

"Could the wonders of Da Luo be used like this?" Nuwa gazed at Purple Cloud Palace in amazement. Having reached the Da Luo Realm, she instantly grasped its peculiar nature.

"Senior Nuwa, the master invites you in." At that moment, a pair of Golden Boy and Jade Girl emerged from Purple Cloud Palace, approached Nuwa, and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you." Nuwa came back to herself, nodded slightly, and followed Haotian Yaochi into Purple Cloud Palace.

Among the current Innate Divine Saints, Nuwa was still the only Great Luo Supreme. Thus, she was special and received preferential treatment even in Purple Cloud Palace.

As Nuwa entered Purple Cloud Palace, she immediately sensed the peculiarities of the time-space within. Then she saw an ancient Dao Platform, beyond which lay six unremarkable Cushions.

"This..." Nuwa's breath caught as certain scenes she had witnessed on a future Timeline collapsed into reality.

Sitting in this position offered the possibility of advancing further, but it also meant bearing the corresponding Yinguo.

The Yinguo involved was so immense that even Nuwa felt uneasy and could not remain at peace.

Nuwa merely raised her head and glanced at the Dao Platform. The Daoist she had once seen in time was not there, yet some remnant will akin to supreme detachment from emotion remained.

Nuwa truly had no other choice, but fortunately, she was still a Great Luo Supreme, capable of securing the greatest possible benefit within the rules.

She silently walked toward the Cushions, sat upon the first one, and closed her eyes to rest.

After Nuwa sat down, Purple Cloud Palace underwent a strange change, and gradually, movement arose within Chaos.

The Grand Pure Daoist, holding the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, tore through Chaos and became the second Innate Divine Saint to set foot in Purple Cloud Palace. Jade Pure and Shangqing followed close behind.

Afterward, many Innate Divine Saints, including Kunpeng, Red Cloud, Fu Xi, Di Jun, and Tai Yi, arrived one after another and were invited into Purple Cloud Palace by Haotian Yaochi.

Only then did the Innate Divine Saints notice Nuwa sitting calmly on the first Cushion.

The Grand Pure Daoist's expression changed. He instinctively felt resistance, yet an irresistible force came from that Cushion.

Before his mind could even struggle, his body had already reacted. At a speed that nearly broke free of the Taiyi Realm's restraints, he surpassed the other Innate Divine Saints and sat on the second Cushion.

After him came the Jade Pure Daoist, the Upper Pure Daoist, the speed-specializing Kunpeng, and Red Cloud.

No matter how unwilling the other Innate Divine Saints were, they could only give up. Could they really start a battle in Purple Cloud Palace?

"The West suffers so!"

A voice rang out among the Innate Divine Saints. Nuwa opened her eyes at that moment and watched the farce before her expressionlessly.

"Let's go." After taking in the sight of Buzhou Mountain, Fang Xun took out the Yin Yang Creation Mirror.

Since Fang Xun had decided to travel through the Primordial Wilderness in search of Innate Spiritual Roots, he naturally had a complete plan. But the Primordial Wilderness was terrifyingly vast; at the speed of a Half-step Golden Immortal, he might not reach his destination even after thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Fang Xun poured magical power into the Yin Yang Creation Mirror, awakening the will slumbering within it, and gave it a location.

East Sea Shore!

Fang Xun's target this time was a treasured land that would emerge after Purple Cloud Palace's Second Sermon—Penglai Immortal Island!

In many novels related to the Primordial Wilderness, Penglai Immortal Island would appear after Purple Cloud Palace's sermons, only to be stripped bare by a host of Innate Divine Saints.

In the end, even Penglai Immortal Island itself would fall under East King Duke's control.

Fang Xun chose this place precisely because of the timing. If he missed this opportunity, he would never again have any chance to obtain the various Innate Spiritual Roots on the immortal island.

There was no need to doubt Penglai Immortal Island's value if it could attract Innate Divine Saints from more than half the Primordial Wilderness.

The escape speed of an Innate Spiritual Treasure was naturally beyond Fang Xun's comparison. It took only a hundred years to tear through space and arrive at East Sea Shore.

"The Primordial Wilderness really is too huge!" Fang Xun complained.

After traveling for a hundred years, even the spirit he had possessed when setting out had nearly been worn away.

Fortunately, the few people in the group had each left behind a wisp of consciousness to remain online long-term. Otherwise, this century-long journey would have been even more boring.

"We're finally here." Fang Xun arrived above the boundless blue waves of the East Sea.

Ye Fan: "The Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness is constantly changing. Penglai Immortal Island's emergence should be related to this."

Fang Xun was not sure when Purple Cloud Palace's sermon had begun, but he could barely sense that the Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Dao seemed to be undergoing a profound transformation.

Hong Jun's Dao Integration came after the Third Sermon, but its beginning had already started when he first revealed himself.

The Heavenly Dao had begun changing at that time, and now, with the sermons underway, the transformation was growing deeper.

Meng Qi: "Another method similar to the Method of Reducing to Seek Emptiness."

This was Meng Qi's assessment after using Fang Xun's senses to observe the Primordial Wilderness.

Ji Ning: "The Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness is growing stronger. It resembles the process of refining the Chaos Universe. The current Heavenly Dao is merging with Hong Jun."

Hong Yi: "Instructing three thousand Innate Divine Saints is the crucial point. Borrowing their fortune deepens the connection with the Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Dao."

Everyone had their own views on this sermon, but Fang Xun could not make sense of it. He was more worried about Penglai Immortal Island.

"Summon Ye Tiandi!" Fang Xun's expression turned solemn. He formed a hand seal and drew in Ye Tiandi's magical power.

"Primordial Heaven Divine Eye!"

A strange power burst from his pupils. Countless bizarre yet natural runes condensed into Dao Marks, causing traces of radiance to spill from the corners of Fang Xun's eyes.

Fang Xun used the Primordial Heaven Divine Eye not for x-ray vision, but to examine the changes in the Earth Veins of the Primordial Wilderness.

Penglai Immortal Island's emergence would inevitably stir the Earth Veins of the Primordial Wilderness. Though the Primordial Heaven Book was only an inconspicuous part of the Heavenly Emperor Fist, it had once been Ye Tiandi's livelihood.

Looking back and reconstructing it with Ye Fan's current realm, the Primordial Heaven Book had reached an inconceivable level.

"This way..." Fang Xun identified the direction, then once more used the Yin Yang Creation Mirror to tear through space and arrive above a calm and peaceful stretch of sea.

The waters were ordinary, even inferior to those nearshore regions steeped in immortal aura. There were barely any sea clans here.

Yet in Fang Xun's Primordial Heaven Divine Eye, this sea region was overlapping with a space outside the Primordial Wilderness. Strands of Earth Vein energy flowed into the Primordial Wilderness, causing disorder within the Earth Veins.

Ye Fan: "Penglai Immortal Island seems to need a little more time before it can emerge. It will probably take several thousand years."

Through the projection, Ye Fan had also seen the faintly visible immortal island within the sea. As a professional, he immediately gave the answer.

Fang Xun: "Can we force our way in directly?"

Several times, Fang Xun tried to approach the immortal island within the mist, but each time, the displacement in time-space made him extremely uncomfortable, leaving him completely unable to draw near.

If he could not get close now and had to wait several thousand years, then the first sermon would truly be over. Once those Innate Divine Saints returned to the Primordial Wilderness, the immortal island would no longer have anything to do with him.