The Taste of the God-Slaying Spear?

In the west, at Mount Sumeru.

When Zhunti saw the Sect Master's Edict above Tongtian's head, his expression shifted slightly, a lingering fear in his heart.

If Tongtian had brought out two Supreme Treasures outside Purple Heaven Palace that day, he likely would have been defeated long ago, not just losing face.

Thinking of this, a trace of relief rose in his heart.

Then, recalling Tongtian's current predicament, he even felt a hint of secret delight.

Inside the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"What boldness from Fellow Daoist Tongtian, fighting four alone—truly worthy of Father God's orthodox lineage!"

Zhurong's eyes blazed with Fighting Spirit, and the flames on his body surged higher.

As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, battle was etched into his very bones.

Seeing such a scene now, his blood boiled with excitement.

"As for Laozi and Yuanshi, we want nothing to do with them!"

Houtu snorted coldly, her tone dripping with disdain.

In her view, joining outsiders to attack one's own brother was utterly despicable behavior!

Inside Wuzhuang Temple.

"Looking at Tongtian's current strength and Treasures, if we hadn't backed down back then, we'd likely have suffered greatly later."

Hongyun shook his head with a wry smile, his face full of emotion.

Not to mention his combat power, just those two Innate Supreme Treasures alone were enough to inspire fear.

After all, even if he had managed to snatch a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure back then, it would only have been a top-tier item in the Primordial Wilderness.

But facing Innate Supreme Treasures, especially two appearing at once, the gap was just too obvious.

"With Tongtian's talent and foundation, his future achievements are boundless. We should build a good relationship with him as soon as possible."

Zhenyuanzi nodded in agreement, his tone carrying a hint of respect.

Inside Purple Heaven Palace.

"That Glimmer of Hope seems to have fallen upon Tongtian."

Hongjun sat upright on the cloud bed, slowly withdrawing his gaze, his mind unsettled.

As a Saint, and one who controlled the Jade Plate of Creation, a heaven-defying treasure, he had already glimpsed the future course of the Heavenly Dao.

For this reason, Tongtian's rise was exactly what he wished.

With a thought, he made his decision.

Raising a hand to point toward Buzhou Mountain, he sighed softly:

"Seizing that Glimmer of Hope—Tongtian, this round depends on your own fate."

As his words fell, he slowly closed his eyes, no longer watching the outcome of this great battle.

"Tongtian, he is your older brother—how dare you strike!"

Laozi roared, his face twitching with rage.

Yuanshi's face was pale, but his eyes burned like fire.

He, the proud Pangu's Orthodox Lineage, had been struck by a spear and lost all dignity—how could he not be furious?

"This Seat has already made it clear: from now on, the Three Pure Ones are no longer connected."

Facing Laozi's rebuke, Tongtian replied with a cold sneer.

Then, his gaze shifted to Dijun and Taiyi, who had just joined the Battle Situation.

"You two—want to interfere as well?"

"Hmph! Treasures should belong to the virtuous. You act recklessly, trying to monopolize them—how can anyone tolerate that!"

Taiyi shouted coldly, holding the Chaos Bell, his expression stern.

Dijun said nothing, merely offering the River Diagram and Luo Book above his head.

In an instant, Laozi, Yuanshi, Dijun, and Taiyi surrounded Tongtian from all four sides.

Before long, Laozi let out a long roar.

The four of them simultaneously unleashed their respective spiritual treasures and activated their divine powers.

As the overwhelming attack surged forth, heaven and earth trembled, and the wind and clouds shifted.

In the void, a vast, boundless power silently gathered.

In an instant, the entire Buzhou Mountain shook violently, rumbling sounds erupting from all directions.

The radiance of countless treasures illuminated the heavens and earth on all sides.

Wherever that terrifying force passed, even the void shattered inch by inch.

"Perfect timing!" Tongtian laughed, looking up to the sky.

The Sect Master's Command above his head suddenly trembled violently.

Blazing divine light burst forth from within it.

The brilliance was so intense that even the Sun and Moon dimmed in comparison.

The God-Slaying Spear in his hand stirred the primal energy of heaven and earth across millions of miles.

This overbearing aura shocked countless experts, chilling their hearts.

"This strike... is terrifying to such a degree!"

"Brother Tongtian's talent is extraordinary; I am far inferior."

"The path of cultivation is truly boundless; I never imagined Brother Tongtian had already forged his own Great Dao."

"After this battle, no one below the Saint level can contend with him."

"One spear sweeps across the starry river for ten thousand miles, dominating all the heroes of the world!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The heavens and earth roared, as if on the verge of collapse.

An overwhelming pressure surged in all directions, whipping up violent storms.

The vast shockwaves spread from the clash of the five combatants, shaking ten thousand miles.

Endless killing intent permeated the air like the descent of heavenly might.

The sheer force of that presence made even the many observing Great Powers turn pale.

As heaven and earth overturned, countless mountains collapsed, and birds and beasts fled in all directions.

Massive spiritual energy exploded in the sky with a thunderous roar.

That terrifying aura enveloped the entire Heavenly Vault.

Pfft!

Pfft!

The light gradually faded.

Yuanshi spat out several mouthfuls of blood, streaking across the sky like a meteor.

Laozi's face was also pale, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

The radiance of the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda had now grown dim and lifeless.

Dijun's face was even paler, his robes stained with blood, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

The Daoist robe on his body was tattered and torn, like a beggar's.

As for Taiyi, though protected by the Chaos Bell, he too ended up in a disheveled state.

His hair was a mess, with not a trace of a mighty expert's bearing left.

Minghe glanced sidelong and was immediately struck with terror.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance, using Fuxi and Nuwa's assault to swiftly withdraw.

In the span of a few thoughts, he retreated millions of miles away.

In the blink of an eye, he fled in panic before the eyes of the crowd.

The three of them—Laozi and the others—seemed to have already agreed, darting off in different directions with tacit coordination.

Tongtian snorted coldly but did not give chase.

Where could they flee to?

Unless they never came to listen to the teachings again, unless they left the Primordial Wilderness for good.

Otherwise, none of them could escape this calamity!

His gaze swept across the void, and he shouted coldly:

"What? Do you all want a taste of my God-Slaying Spear as well?"

These words made countless Great Powers tremble in their Divine Souls, hastily withdrawing their probing Spiritual Senses.

As for talking tough?

Look at Laozi, Dijun—do they have the guts?

They'd have to be tired of living to dare speak up!

"Congratulations to the Sect Master on your victory." Fuxi put away the Precious Zither and bowed sincerely.

This battle had thoroughly convinced him.

Nuwa did not speak, but the look in her eyes said it all.

That trace of reverence was undisguised.

"No need for such formality." Tongtian waved a hand, his gaze falling on the Innate Gourd Vine.

By the time the battle ended, the seventh gourd had already ripened.

He casually tossed the Purple-White Immortal-Slaying Gourd and the Purple-Green Demon-Summoning Gourd to the two of them.

With a sweep of his sleeve, he gathered up the remaining gourds, the vine, and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

"Now that you have obtained these treasures, do not rush to refine them. First, meditate quietly and strive to break through to the Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm as soon as possible."

"When I next preach, I expect to see your achievements."

He smacked his lips and gave the earnest reminder.

The next sermon would cover the path of the Quasi-Saint.

If they could sever a corpse and step into the Quasi-Saint realm before hearing it, that would be a tremendous fortune.

"We shall follow the Sect Master's Edict."

The two bowed slightly, said no more, and each returned to their own dojo.

Though they did not understand Tongtian's intent, they knew he must have his reasons.

Thus, they silently vowed to break through to the peak before the next sermon.

Watching them depart, Tongtian followed a faint resonance in his senses and walked slowly toward the other side of Buzhou Mountain.

During the fierce battle just now, he had suddenly felt something.

As a Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he naturally understood that this was an Omen of the Great Dao.

It meant some opportunity tied to his fate had manifested.

Before long, Tongtian reached his destination.

Before he could begin exploring, a Green Light burst forth in the distance, instantly illuminating the entire Heavenly Vault.

"This... is the Twenty-Four Petaled Green Lotus of Creation!"

Staring at the Green Lotus of Creation slowly spinning before him, Tongtian was stunned.

Red Flowers, White Roots, Green Leaves—the Three Sects originally sprang from the same source.

That widely circulated saying from later ages was familiar to him.

But what was happening before his eyes?

By all logic, shouldn't this lotus already be split apart?

Was it because Laozi and Yuanshi had yet to appear?

Shaking his head, Tongtian dismissed that guess.

As he puzzled over it, the floating lotus in midair suddenly trembled slightly.

Then it flew straight toward him.

"Is this... him?"

Sensing a familiar ripple within it, Tongtian's form jolted slightly.

He fell into deep thought.

This complete Twenty-Four Petaled Green Lotus of Creation had not split into three treasures as legend said—Hongjun must have intervened.

But Tongtian had no connection with Hongjun, so why would he gift such a heaven-defying treasure to him?

Even split apart, each piece was a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure; intact, it rivaled an Innate Supreme Treasure!

Giving an Innate Supreme Treasure to befriend him?

Impossible!

With that thought, Tongtian immediately rejected the idea.

Hongjun was a Saint; in his eyes, Tongtian's current cultivation was nothing but an ant.

What could Tongtian offer that would warrant such effort?

If not that, why bestow an Innate Supreme Treasure for no reason?

Was he bored?

"Forget it. I'll ask clearly when I hear him preach next time."

Unable to figure it out, Tongtian simply stopped dwelling on it.

A treasure falling from the sky—why refuse it?

He then began to tally his gains.

Two strands of Gengjin Origin.

Five innate gourds, One innate gourd vine, One clump of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, And this complete Twenty-Four Petaled Green Lotus of Creation.

"This trip really paid off big time."

A corner of his mouth lifted as Tongtian felt quite satisfied with his gains.

The Gengjin Origin was both a top-tier material for artifact refinement and a supreme treasure for comprehending the laws of metal.

As for the first four innate gourds, Tongtian didn't pay them much mind.

They were merely Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Having possessed three Innate Supreme Treasures, he had long since stopped caring about such things.

But when his Spiritual Sense probed into the newly ripened Seventh Purple Gourd, a look of pleasant surprise immediately appeared on his face.

Indeed, this gourd was none other than the legendary Chaos Gourd!

Although it lacked the ability to obscure the heavens' secrets like the Chaos Bead, It contained its own independent space, Making it an excellent foundation for walking the path of Attaining Dao Through Strength!

What's more, the Chaos Qi within it was gentler compared to the Chaos Qi beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.