His gaze fell upon Heavenly Lord Yuanshi before him, and his heart jolted violently.
He suddenly realized that, at times, he truly was not as decisive as his younger brother—
Always avoiding, endlessly yielding, just like a deserter who dared not face the wind and rain head-on.
That was right!
They were Pangu's Three Pure Ones, who had created heaven and earth.
From the day they were born, they had borne heaven-shaking fortune!
Even if they voluntarily gave up their positions as Heavenly Dao Saints this time, it by no means meant they would be left with nothing, their road ahead cut off.
Taking a step back did not necessarily mean retreating; it might instead open up a boundless sea and sky.
Perhaps casting off their shackles would let them go farther and walk more steadily.
Even if they could not ascend to a higher realm, with the two of them's profound foundations and reserves, living freely and doing as they pleased in the Primordial Wilderness was already a certainty set in stone.
Who would still dare provoke the two brothers so lightly?
What was more, the fortune left upon them by the creation of heaven and earth was no empty protective talisman.
If anyone dared force their hand, they would simply be seeking their own death—
Not even their teacher Hongjun would be an exception.
They had always stood in an invincible position.
Why should they, because of the doubts in their hearts, drive themselves into a dead end, letting others manipulate them and restrain them at every turn?
Only at this moment did Grand Pure One Laozi truly awaken:
So all these predicaments were cages he had drawn with his own hands!
Clearly, countless paths lay before him.
So long as he chose one and walked it, he