The Might of the Myriad Immortals Formation!

The momentum seemed as if it would completely swallow him!

"Sect Master's Seal! Sect Master's Edict! Suppress!!!"

With a roar, the Sect Master's Seal and Edict simultaneously hung above the earth, water, wind, and fire, suppressing downward.

As they spun, they exuded a profound 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 were unwilling to be outdone. They flew into the sky, stabilizing space.

Seeing the heavens rise one foot higher each day and the earth sink one inch lower each day.

Tongtian was slightly displeased. With a wave of his hand, the Primordial Measure-Heaven Ruler and the God-Slaying Spear tore through the sky.

In an instant, the speed at which heaven and earth separated drastically increased.

Effective!

Tongtian's expression brightened, and he continued to wave his hands.

Time flowed, and five hundred years passed in a flash.

On this day, the heavens no longer rose, and the earth no longer sank. In the depths of the void, Tongtian felt an indescribable connection.

It's done!!!

As a great thousand world fed back its essence.

Sensing the change in his cultivation realm, Tongtian couldn't help but let out a few long cries.

It was only then that he truly understood the terrifying power of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

If Saints needed to rely on Primordial Violet Qi to entrust their Primordial Spirit to the Heavenly Dao, thereby achieving immortality and indestructibility.

Then, Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals, in addition to their indestructible bodies, far surpassed Saints in their control of laws and offensive power!

In terms of laws, A Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal must cultivate a Great Dao law to perfection before they can achieve this realm.

Heavenly Dao Saints, on the other hand, rely on the fusion of their Primordial Spirit with the Heavenly Dao, Using the power of the Heavenly Dao to wield laws, whether they master them themselves is not crucial.

No matter how quickly they borrow power, it will always be inferior to the effortless and natural control of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

More importantly, Saints use the laws of the Heavenly Dao, while Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals master the laws of the Great Dao.

The difference between the two is like that between clouds and mud.

As for Saints being able to perceive all things, know the past and future, and control life and death reincarnation.

Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals can also achieve this!

Even more deeply and thoroughly!

In other words, Apart from the indestructible body achieved by entrusting their Primordial Spirit to the Heavenly Dao, Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals possess all the abilities that Saints have.

And what Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals possess, Saints may not be able to attain!

"It's time to come out of seclusion."

He muttered softly, and with a thought, Tongtian appeared in the secret chamber.

Rumble--

On the Primordial World's land, As Tongtian suddenly appeared, heaven and earth trembled, and thunder rolled.

The Heavenly Dao sensed the birth of a new Saint and sent its congratulations.

A majestic pressure erupted from within him, Centering on him, it rapidly spread across the Three Immortal Islands, covered the Primordial World, and finally swept across the entire land.

In this instant, The Primordial World was shaken!

Myriad auspicious signs appeared in the void.

Countless living beings were suppressed by this Saintly might, forced to bow their heads and kneel, unable to move.

At the same time, Thousands of auspicious lights and myriad rays of divine radiance filled the island.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth transformed into the forms of dragons and phoenixes, coiling and dancing in the air, their cries clear and resonant.

In a flash, auspicious clouds surged, and billions of rays of purple qi surrounded his body.

Three thousand laws materialized around him, shattered, reformed, and shattered again.

This rendered him mysterious and unfathomably majestic.

"We welcome the Saint's arrival!"

Regardless of their willingness, all living beings involuntarily bowed in unison.

Within Kunlun Mountain, Sensing this sudden Saintly pressure, Laozi and Yuanshi's expressions immediately darkened.

Even though this was merely an unintentional emission of aura, it still felt like a resounding slap across their faces!

The two immediately summoned their natal magical treasures, desperately resisting the oppressive force.

Unfortunately, the gap in power was too vast.

After holding on for only a moment, both collapsed to their knees.

The only solace they could find, was that they were in their respective halls at this moment, unseen by others.

Otherwise, they would have likely spat out a mouthful of blood right then and there!

Even so, Yuanshi's face was ashen, killing intent surging in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and roared in fury:

"This brat, how dare he humiliate me like this!!!"

At the same time, Dijun, Taiyi, and others on the Sun Star also cried out in misery.

Even with their Innate Supreme Treasures and top-grade Spiritual Treasures protecting them, they struggled to withstand the suffocating Saintly might.

Yet, under this pressure, they were still forced to prostrate themselves, unable to move.

In that moment, they truly understood the terrifying power of a Saint.

In comparison, Dijun and Taiyi still had their Innate Supreme Treasures to offer some support, while Jieyin and Zhunti, far away on Mount Sumeru, were on the verge of tears.

In terms of their meager possessions, these two were undoubtedly the most impoverished in the Primordial World.

Let alone Innate Supreme Treasures, they barely had any decent Spiritual Treasures to their name.

The only thing they could barely present was Zhunti's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

But that was an offensive Spiritual Treasure, making it extremely difficult to use for defense.

Besides that, they only had a few Low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures acquired by chance in recent years.

Therefore, before they could even attempt any resistance, the two were directly forced to their knees.

Unlike Laozi and Yuanshi, who were more fortunate.

At this moment, they were in the middle of lecturing several disciples, making the scene incredibly awkward.

This involuntary kneeling caused them to lose face in front of their disciples.

Even with thick skin, Jieyin and Zhunti couldn't help but blush, filled with shame.

If there were any holes in the grand hall, they would have surely burrowed into the ground!

Similar scenes unfolded successively in the Sea of Blood, Wuzhuang Temple, the Moon Star, Fire Cloud Cave, and other locations.

The entire Primordial World was filled with lamentations.

The only ones who escaped this calamity were the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

They were gathered in the Ancestral Witch Hall, discussing the war with the Demon Race, thus avoiding this wave of Saintly might.

In Purple Heaven Palace.

"Hahaha, good, very good! It was worth all my arrangements."

Hongjun, seated on his cloud bed, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Tongtian achieving sainthood was undoubtedly good news for him.

At least for now, the decline of the Xuanmen lineage would likely be postponed until the arrival of the immeasurable kalpa.

If Tongtian were present at this moment, he would surely be astonished.

But then he would calm down.

He would be shocked that Hongjun could see so far into the future, finding it hard to believe.

Yet, upon careful consideration, it was understandable.

If even a Saint could perceive the past and future with a single thought, how could Hongjun, as the Dao Ancestor, be unaware of anything?

Moreover, there was the Jade Plate of Creation.

It's not surprising that he could glimpse the future direction of the Heavenly Dao.

"All rise."

Tongtian's gentle command dissolved the Saint's pressure.

"Congratulations to the Sect Master on achieving sainthood! May the Sect Master live for ten thousand years!"

As the pressure dissipated, Three Immortal Islands erupted in thunderous cheers.

Looking around, every disciple and elder had faces filled with excitement and fervor.

When he entered the great hall, Fuxi and Nuwa had already been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Nuwa's slightly complex gaze, Fuxi sighed inwardly.

"Congratulations on achieving sainthood, Sect Master. Uh... I'll take my leave now. You two can talk."

Before his words even fell, he had already vanished at top speed.

Only Tongtian was left, looking helpless, the corner of his mouth twitching, his mind a mess.

"Uh... congratulations."

Nuwa looked at him with a complicated expression, biting her lip, the usual spark in her eyes dimming slightly.

"What? You're not happy that I became a Saint?"

Tongtian raised an eyebrow, deliberately putting on a stern face.

Inwardly, however, he sighed.

It was so hard to repay a beauty's kindness.

"No... I just remembered some unhappy things."

Nuwa was startled and quickly explained, afraid of being misunderstood.

Mentioning the past, she lowered her head, her expression tinged with sadness and unease.

Her hesitant demeanor softened Tongtian's heart.

"What unhappy thing is it? Tell me, let me have a laugh too."

He teased her deliberately.

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently pulled her into his embrace and whispered:

"Don't worry, you're mine. You can't escape even if you try."

"Hmph! Who... who's yours!"

Nuwa was startled, her face flushing as she spat, and she turned to break free.

But she didn't use her full strength. Instead, she gently pushed him before fleeing in a fluster.

However, a sweet smile quietly bloomed on her face as she turned away from him.

Meanwhile.

Although Tongtian's sudden ascension to sainthood caught the East King Duke off guard, the inauguration ceremony proceeded as scheduled.

As figures arrived one after another, the announcements of gifts echoed.

Just as the guests were almost all present, hundreds of powerful auras descended outside the island.

The arrivals were none other than Dijun and Taiyi, leading Kunpeng and many other Demon Race powerhouses at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level.

"So it's the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor gracing us with their presence! Please come in!"

The East King Duke mistook this for Dijun showing him respect, his face beaming like a blooming chrysanthemum.

However, before his smile could fully form, Taiyi's words instantly froze his expression.

"East King Duke, you act against the natural order, falsely using the Dao Ancestor's name to wreak havoc in the Primordial World. Today, our Demon Race vows to eliminate this scourge for the people!"

Before his words finished, he waved his arm.

The people beside him immediately scattered, securing all directions.

An astonishing aura surged forth.

At the command, they would unleash their magic treasures and strike like lightning.

Sensing the disturbance, over a hundred figures flew out from the island.

"Dijun, Taiyi, what do you intend to do?"

Sensing the hostility of the arrivals, the East King Duke's face instantly darkened.

His words carried a chilling intent.

As he spoke, the elders who had rushed over also immediately adopted a defensive posture.

Their gazes scanned their surroundings vigilantly.

Facing enemies several times their number, they dared not relax in the slightest.

"Choose one: either submit to the Demon Race, or spill your blood on the spot!"

Dijun let out a cold laugh, his tone chilling, his killing intent fully revealed.

He wasn't reckless either.

It was because Tongtian had suddenly attained the Dao, disrupting his original plans.

Since that was the case, he had no intention of continuing to deal with East King Duke through empty pleasantries, so he directly threw out his choice.

Submit?

Upon hearing this, East King Duke's eyes turned icy cold.

As an ambitious person who had finally gained his current status, how could he be willing to bow down and become a subject?

Without a second thought, he rebuked sternly:

"Dijun, I am the leader of the male Immortals in the Primordial World, personally enfeoffed by the Dao Ancestor. How dare you make a move against me?"

"Today is precisely the day my Purple Mansion is established. If you retreat immediately, I will pretend this never happened, and we shall trouble each other no more."

"Otherwise, I will let you witness the might of my Myriad Immortals Formation!"

As his words fell, the atmosphere instantly became tense and confrontational.