It looked as though it would swallow him whole!
"Sect Master's Seal! Sect Master's Edict! Suppress!!!"
With an angry roar, the Sect Master's Seal and the edict hovered above earth, water, wind, and fire before pressing down.
As they spun, they radiated an unfathomable aura, firmly suppressing the churning chaos.
At the same time,
the Heaven and Earth Mystic Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and the Twenty-Four Petaled Green Lotus of Creation refused to be outdone. They flew into the air and stabilized the space.
The heavens rose a zhang each day, while the earth sank a foot each day.
Tongtian was somewhat dissatisfied. With a wave of his hand, the Primordial Measure-Heaven Ruler and the God-Slaying Spear tore through the sky.
In an instant, the separation of heaven and earth accelerated dramatically.
It worked!
Delight flashed across Tongtian's face as he swung them again and again.
Time flowed on, and five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the heavens no longer rose, and the earth no longer sank. In the depths of his heart, Tongtian sensed something indescribable.
It was done!!!
As a vast world fed back its power to him,
Tongtian sensed the changes in his cultivation and could not help letting out several long howls.
Only then did he truly understand the terror of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
If a Saint needed to rely on Primordial Violet Qi and entrust their Primordial Spirit to the Heavenly Dao in order to achieve immortality and indestructibility,
then aside from that indestructible body, a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal far surpassed a Saint countless times over in both control of laws and offensive power!
In terms of laws,
a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal had to cultivate a Great Dao Law to perfection before attaining this realm.
A Heavenly Dao Saint, however, fused their Primordial Spirit with the Heavenly Dao,
then used the power of the Heavenly Dao to wield laws. Whether they truly mastered those laws themselves was not important.
No matter how quickly they borrowed that power, it could never compare to the effortless control of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, as natural as moving one's own limbs.
More importantly, Saints used Heavenly Dao Laws, while Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals wielded Great Dao Laws.
The difference between the two was as vast as heaven and earth.
As for how Saints could perceive all things, know the past and future, and govern the Samsara of Life and Death,
Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals could do the same!
And even more deeply and thoroughly!
In other words,
aside from the indestructible body gained by entrusting one's Primordial Spirit to the Heavenly Dao,
everything a Saint possessed, a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal possessed as well.
Yet what a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal possessed,
a Saint might not necessarily attain!
"It is time to leave seclusion."
Muttering softly, Tongtian moved with a thought and appeared within the secret chamber.
Rumble—
Upon the Great Desolation Continent,
as Tongtian suddenly appeared, heaven and earth trembled while thunder rumbled.
The Heavenly Dao sensed the birth of a new Saint and celebrated his ascension.
A vast pressure erupted from his body,
rapidly spreading outward from him across the Three Immortal Islands, covering the Primordial Wilderness before finally sweeping over the entire world.
At that instant,
the Primordial Wilderness shook!
Countless phenomena appeared in the void.
Innumerable living beings were forced to bow and kneel beneath this Saint's might, unable to move.
At the same time,
thousands of auspicious vapors and countless rosy rays filled the island.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth transformed into dragons and phoenixes, entwining and dancing through the sky as their cries rang clear.
In moments, celebratory clouds churned, while hundreds of millions of violet qi streams surrounded him.
Three thousand laws appeared at his side, shattered, regenerated, then shattered once more.
They made him seem unfathomably mysterious and supremely majestic.
"We welcome the Saint's descent into the world!"
Whether they wished to or not, every living being involuntarily bowed in unison.
Within Kunlun Mountain,
Laozi and Yuanshi's faces immediately darkened when they felt the sudden Saint's might.
Though it was merely an aura he had released unintentionally,
it still struck their faces like a resounding slap!
The two immediately brought out their natal treasures and did all they could to resist the pressure.
Unfortunately, the gap in their strength was far too great.
After holding out for only a moment, both fell to their knees.
The only slight consolation
was that they were currently inside a hall, where no one could see them.
Otherwise, they would likely have spat out a mouthful of heart's blood on the spot!
Even so, Yuanshi's face was livid.
Killing intent surged in his eyes as he roared through clenched teeth:
"That brat actually dares humiliate me like this!!!"
At the same time,
Dijun, Taiyi, and the others on the Sun Star also groaned inwardly.
Even with Innate Supreme Treasures and top-grade spiritual treasures protecting them, they found it difficult to withstand this suffocating Saint's might.
In the end, they were still crushed flat against the ground beneath that pressure, unable to move.
Only then did they truly understand the terror of a Saint's power.
Compared to them, Dijun and Taiyi at least had Innate Supreme Treasures to barely hold on with. Jieyin and Zhunti, far away on Mount Sumeru, were nearly reduced to tears.
When it came to being impoverished, the two of them ranked first in the Primordial Wilderness.
Forget Innate Supreme Treasures—even decent spiritual treasures were few and far between for them.
The only thing they could barely present was Zhunti's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.
Yet that was an offensive spiritual treasure, and using it for defense was exceedingly difficult.
Other than that, they only had three to five Low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures they had obtained by chance in recent years.
Thus, before they could make any resistance at all, the two were directly forced to their knees.
Unlike the fortunate Laozi and Yuanshi,
they were currently preaching to several disciples, making the situation incomparably awkward.
With that single kneel, they had lost all face before their disciples.
No matter how thick-skinned Jieyin and Zhunti were, their faces flushed red with embarrassment and shame.
If there had been a crack in the floor to crawl into, they would have long since burrowed underground!
Similar scenes unfolded one after another in the Blood Sea, Wuzhuang Temple, the Moon Star, Huoyun Cave, and elsewhere.
Wails of misery echoed across the entire Great Desolation Continent.
The only ones to escape this calamity were the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
They had gathered in the Ancestral Witch Hall to discuss the war against the Demon Race, and thus avoided this wave of Saint's might.
Within the Purple Heaven Palace.
"Ha ha ha, good, excellent! My arrangements were not in vain."
Seated upon a cloud bed, Hongjun could not help bursting into laughter.
Tongtian becoming a Saint was undoubtedly good news to him.
At the very least, from the current situation, the Mystic Gate's decline would likely not arrive until the Immeasurable Calamity descended.
Had Tongtian been present, he would certainly have been greatly shocked.
But he would have soon calmed down.
He would have been astonished that Hongjun could see such a distant future, finding it hard to believe.
Yet after thinking it over carefully, he would have understood.
Even Saints could perceive the past and future with a single thought.
As the Dao Ancestor, how could Hongjun know nothing at all?
Not to mention the existence of the Jade Plate of Creation.
It was only natural that he could glimpse the future course of the Heavenly Dao.
"Everyone, rise."
Tongtian gave a soft shout and withdrew his Saint's might.
"Congratulations to the Sect Master for attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint! May the Sect Master live forever!"
As the pressure faded, the Three Immortal Islands immediately erupted in thunderous cheers.
At a glance, every disciple and elder wore expressions of excitement and fervor.
When he entered the main hall, Fuxi and Nuwa had already been waiting for some time.
Seeing the complicated look in Nuwa's eyes, Fuxi sighed inwardly.
"Congratulations on attaining the Dao, Sect Master. Um... I shall take my leave first. You two can talk."
Before he even finished speaking, he vanished at top speed.
Only Tongtian remained, helplessly twitching at the corner of his mouth, his thoughts full of dark lines.
"Um... congratulations."
Nuwa looked at him with a complicated expression, lightly biting her lip. The lively light in her eyes had dimmed somewhat.
"What? You are not happy that I became a Saint?"
Tongtian raised an eyebrow and deliberately put on a stern face.
Yet he sighed inwardly.
The affection of a beauty is the hardest debt to repay.
"No... I merely remembered some unhappy things."
Nuwa froze when she heard that and hurriedly explained, afraid he would misunderstand.
At the mention of those past events, she lowered her head, her expression carrying traces of sorrow and unease.
Her hesitant appearance softened Tongtian's heart.
"What unhappy things? Tell me, so I can have a laugh too."
He deliberately teased her.
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and gently pulled her into his embrace, whispering:
"Do not worry. You are mine. Even if you want to run, you cannot escape."
"Pah! Who... who is yours!"
Nuwa jumped in surprise, spat at him with a flushed face, and turned to break free.
Yet she did not use much strength. Instead, she gently pushed him away before fleeing in flustered haste.
However, a sweet smile quietly bloomed on the face she kept turned away from him.
At the same time.
Although Tongtian's sudden ascension to sainthood caught East King Duke off guard, his ceremony to establish his domain proceeded as scheduled.
As figures arrived one after another, announcements of gifts rose and fell without end.
Just as the guests had nearly all arrived, several hundred powerful auras suddenly descended outside the island.
The newcomers were none other than Dijun and Taiyi, leading Kunpeng and numerous Demon Race experts at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level.
"So it is the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor. Please, come in!"
East King Duke assumed Dijun had come to show him respect, and his face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.
However, before his smile could fully spread, Taiyi's next words froze his expression instantly.
"East King Duke, you have acted perversely and abused the Dao Ancestor's name to bring disaster upon the Primordial Wilderness. Today, our Demon Race swears to eliminate this scourge for the people!"
Before he finished speaking, he swept an arm through the air.
The people beside him immediately scattered in all directions, taking control of every side.
A startling aura suddenly rose.
They only awaited an order before unleashing their spiritual treasures and striking like thunder.
Sensing the disturbance, more than a hundred figures flew out from the island in succession.
"Dijun, Taiyi, what do you intend to do?"
Noticing the hostility of the arrivals, East King Duke's face immediately darkened.
His words carried an icy chill.
As his words fell, the elders who had rushed over also immediately assumed guarded stances.
Their alert gazes swept across their surroundings.
Facing enemies several times their number, they did not dare relax in the slightest.
"Choose one of two paths: submit to the Demon Race, or spill your blood here!"
Dijun sneered, his tone grim and murderous intent laid bare.
He was not acting rashly either.
Tongtian's sudden attainment of the Dao had disrupted his original plans.
Since that was the case, he had no interest in wasting further courtesies on East King Duke and simply laid out the choice bluntly.
Submit?
At those words, East King Duke's gaze turned icy.
As a man of great ambition, having finally clawed his way to his current position, how could he be willing to bow his head and become another's subject?
Without a moment's thought, he shouted angrily:
"Dijun, I am the Chief of Male Immortals in the Primordial Wilderness, personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. How dare you attack me?"
"Today is the day my Purple Mansion opens its gates. If you withdraw at once, I will pretend this never happened, and from now on, neither of us will trouble the other."
"Otherwise, I'll let you witness the might of my Myriad Immortals Formation!"
As his words fell, the atmosphere immediately became tense, like drawn swords.
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