The Primordial World Becomes More Stable

Antarctic Immortal Elder said with emotion:

"Our Lady of Wudang speaks truly."

"If the Three Teachings had united back then, we would not have fallen to such a state today."

As the senior disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, Antarctic Immortal Elder commanded great respect.

When he spoke these words, the immortals and gods of both the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect gained some understanding.

"Senior Brother Antarctic is absolutely right."

Zhao Gongming, Yang Jian, and the others exchanged smiles, their hearts filled with a thousand emotions.

They had once regarded each other as enemies, never knowing they were in fact fellow disciples!

The rift between the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect within the Heavenly Court was finally healed.

Seeing this, Our Lady of Wudang let a smile curl at the corners of her lips.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao began to ripple.

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, his gaze turning toward the Heaven of Detachment.

Within the Tushita Palace, Haotian sat opposite Supreme Lord Laozi.

Supreme Lord Laozi lightly flicked his horsetail whisk and asked, "Does Your Majesty intend to take action against the Human Race?"

Haotian's face showed anger as he nodded firmly. "Indeed. Ying Zheng of the Human Race dares to offend the majesty of Heaven, and he deserves punishment."

Having said this, Haotian pressed urgently, "Does the Elder Lord know the details of the Human Race? And who exactly is that Guiguzi?"

Supreme Lord Laozi did not answer directly. Instead, he gave a faint smile. "Your Majesty need not necessarily target the Human Race..."

Before he could finish, Supreme Lord Laozi suddenly sensed something, a flicker stirring in his eyes.

He detected a subtle shift in Haotian's aura—a completely different temperament.

"Why does the Elder Lord not continue?" Haotian asked calmly.

Within the Eight Sceneries Palace in Daluo Heaven, Taiqing opened his eyes, glanced toward the Purple Cloud Palace, and gave a light snort.

He knew that the Haotian before him was no longer the true Haotian, but a vessel carrying a fragment of Hongjun's consciousness.

Clearly, Hongjun intended to test Taiqing.

Haotian's transformation was extremely subtle—difficult even for a saint to detect.

Perhaps Hongjun never expected that Taiqing, possessing the Celestial Compass, could see through everything.

Inside the Tushita Palace.

Supreme Lord Laozi remained composed, a faint smile on his face.

"There is no need to worry about the Human Race. Simply replace the Son of Heaven."

"At present, all of humanity cultivates the Immortal Path, and their fortune is at its peak."

"Handled properly, this will benefit both the Primordial Wilderness and the Heavenly Court."

At these words, Haotian maintained a calm exterior.

Within the Purple Cloud Palace, a strange glint flashed through Hongjun's eyes.

Taiqing's words were most fitting—indeed the best plan for the Primordial Wilderness and the Heavenly Court.

But Hongjun's brow furrowed slightly.

Could it be that Taiqing had no connection whatsoever with that Mysterious Existence?

In his view, the upheaval among the Human Race could only have been caused by that Mysterious Existence's intervention.

The Heavenly Dao could not detect the trace of that Mysterious Existence, and Hongjun was powerless to do so either.

Yet Hongjun, as the Dao Ancestor, possessed unmatched wisdom!

He suspected that Taiqing was linked to that Mysterious Existence, and so descended in person to test him.

But up to this moment, he still saw no sign.

After Supreme Lord Laozi finished speaking, Hongjun's expression remained cold.

Yet within his heart, thoughts churned endlessly.

"In this chess game of the Primordial Wilderness, This Seat is the one who sets the rules!"

"No matter what divine being dares to act, none shall disrupt my plans!"

In Hongjun's eyes, whether it was Taiqing or Ying Zheng, they were no more than ants.

Merely puppets driven by that Mysterious Existence, trying to shatter his grip on the Primordial Wilderness.

However, Hongjun was invincible in the Primordial World!

He was the creator of the Primordial World's rules!

He would never allow anything to surpass his control! Therefore, Hongjun decided to destroy the Human Race's Great Qin, nipping Immortal Qin in the bud.

Within the Eight Sceneries Palace in Daluo Heaven.

Taiqing sat upright like a pine, holding the Celestial Compass, fully aware of Hongjun's intentions.

A faint smile curled at the corner of his lips, devoid of any worry, for he knew Hongjun would soon have no time to concern himself with the Human Race.

Sure enough, at that very moment.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun had just prepared to have Haotian refuse Taiqing on his behalf when suddenly!

The entire Primordial World trembled, heaven and earth rumbled.

Hum—

The Heavenly Dao Purple Cloud Divine Thunder gathered, locking onto the Underworld.

Hongjun's heart jolted, his face filled with shock, pupils contracting sharply as his gaze pierced straight toward the Underworld.

"Houtu?!!"

The Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Netherworld Underworld.

At this moment, the entire Nine Nether Soil was thick with the surging power of the Earth Dao. The beings of the Underworld slumbered within, their life levels quietly ascending.

Inside the Pingxin Palace, Houtu was surrounded by a torrent of Earth Dao Origin Force.

Suddenly, Houtu opened her eyes.

Starlight swirled in her gaze, dazzling and brilliant!

The Earth Dao Divine Seal blazed with radiant divine light!

Houtu's aura swelled vast and boundless, erupting outward with sudden force.

Her long-stagnant Dao Realm had finally broken through!

Houtu's heart surged with excitement, unable to contain her joy.

She had never expected that her Dao Realm would advance before she had even elevated the Earth Dao.

With her breakthrough, the entire Underworld echoed with thunderous roars.

With a single thought, Houtu could perceive every change in the Nine Nether Soil.

Seeing that the Underworld's beings had also been elevated, she felt even more gratified.

Not only that, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Underworld system had grown more complete.

In other words, the Underworld's system was steadily advancing.

Beyond the Chaos Beyond Heaven, in the Taiqing Realm's Daluo Heaven, within the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Taiqing gazed at the soaring fortune value on the System Panel, an irrepressible smile spreading across his lips.

This surge in fortune stemmed from the changes in the Underworld!

Houtu had been comprehending the Earth Dao Divine Seal; surely she had made progress!

The Underworld's fortune had skyrocketed, triggering resonance from the Primordial World.

The world was about to undergo an upgrade.

With a thunderous roar, the Primordial World's heavens shook!

As if an omen was manifesting!

Within the Underworld, Houtu suddenly looked up.

The sky erupted with terrifying thunderclaps.

An irresistible pressure descended, enveloping everything.

Houtu sensed a pair of cold, emotionless eyes fixed upon her.

Those were the eyes of Hongjun's Heavenly Dao. Even with her recent breakthrough in the Dao Realm, she still felt immense pressure.

Just then, Taiqing's calm voice echoed in her mind: "Fellow Daoist Houtu, do not panic. Hongjun's Heavenly Dao has not detected the secrets of the Earth Dao.

Simply suppress the Underworld's anomalies."

Hearing this, Houtu immediately felt at ease. Though she did not know why she trusted Taiqing so deeply, she acted without hesitation.

The power of the Earth Dao flowed, and in an instant, the Netherworld Underworld returned to calm.

Sure enough, once the Underworld's omen vanished, the Heavenly Dao Purple Cloud Divine Thunder poised above the Nine Heavens lost its target, and the sea of thunder dissipated.

Houtu became even more convinced that Taiqing's words were correct.

"Is there anything in this Primordial World that Taiqing does not know?" Houtu could not help but sigh.

Taiqing Realm, Daluo Heaven, within the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Taiqing understood that this reaction from the Heavenly Dao was due to changes in the Earth Dao, which had triggered the Heavenly Dao Prohibition. It was not that the Heavenly Dao had sensed the Earth Dao was about to ascend.

In truth, the Earth Dao was merely refining its system step by step, continuously improving.

Yet when the Earth Dao truly ascended, it would no longer be a matter of Hongjun's Heavenly Dao paying attention—it would be the descent of the Divine Eye, symbol of the Heavenly Dao Origin.

Beyond Chaos, within the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Heavenly Dao anomalies had dissipated, but Hongjun could not sit still.

He withdrew the Dao thought he had placed in Haotian and stared sharply toward the Underworld.

Compared to Houtu, the Earth Dao's sovereign, the trouble caused by the Human Race's Immortal Qin was merely a minor nuisance.

At this moment, doubt churned in Hongjun's heart.

He observed the Earth Dao through the Heavenly Dao Authority, yet still found no clue.

The incomplete Earth Dao remained firmly under the Heavenly Dao's control, showing no abnormality.

Hongjun's brow furrowed. "Could it really be that simple?" He suspected that mysterious force had intervened again—first scheming against Sun Wukong, and now meddling in the affairs of the Human Race.

The changes in the Underworld might very well be tied to that force!

This matter was far from as straightforward as it seemed.

Hongjun's body radiated Heavenly Dao aura, divine light swirling in his eyes.

Heavenly Dao Deduction!

Yet the result brought no major change—only that Houtu's Dao had improved, and with it, the Underworld had advanced.

This was perfectly normal.

After all, Houtu alone enjoyed eighty percent of the Earth Dao's fortune, the sole Earth Dao Sage. Her breakthrough naturally drove the Underworld's progress.

Hongjun was full of doubt, but he could sense nothing more.

He could only conclude that Houtu had obtained an opportunity and succeeded in comprehending the Dao.

At the same time.

The Primordial World's sky.

Shook once more!

Boom!

That sound was even grander than a Sage's Heavenly Sound, echoing through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The Primordial void roared violently, stars rolling backward.

Light blazed brilliantly, the river of stars churned, blazing with unmatched intensity.

The Heaven and Earth Membrane expanded rapidly, the sky suddenly rising higher.

Countless star rivers multiplied in number, the earth grew thicker and sturdier.

Buzhou Mountain rose higher, piercing straight into the clouds.

The Four Seas of the Primordial World stirred up monstrous waves, beginning to expand without limit.

In the Primordial void, the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth surged, turbulent and mighty.

Finally, it poured down, enveloping the entire Primordial World.

In an instant!

Countless wondrous flowers bloomed in the sky!

Endless golden lotuses emerged from the earth!

Rare Innate Spiritual Roots began to grow at this moment!

Extremely scarce Innate Spiritual Treasures were also born!

Countless living beings were bathed in pure spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth!

Innumerable creatures transformed and took form!

Many unenlightened beings revealed intelligence!

The cultivation of countless mortal beings advanced!

Numerous cultivators achieved sudden enlightenment and broke through their realms!

At the same time!

The Primordial World became even more stable!

Far beyond the descent of a saint!

All this left the myriad beings deeply shaken in their hearts.

Every great power in the Primordial World sensed one thing:

The Primordial World was undergoing an unprecedented transformation!

Its glory even surpassed the peak of the Witch-Demon Era!

Yet the reason for such a monumental change was baffling!

Countless mighty figures heatedly debated.

"Has the Primordial World expanded or ascended?"

"What is happening here?"

"Could it be the work of a saint behind the scenes?"

"Even a saint might find this difficult—could the Dao Ancestor have intervened?"

Yet the Dao Ancestor, whom these great powers believed all-capable, was himself utterly perplexed.

Hongjun naturally noticed the changes in the Primordial World at once.

He was completely stunned!

Since the birth of the Primordial World, it had always been in decline, and he himself had taken part in that process.

But now, why had it suddenly reversed, surging in power? This was simply inconceivable! Hongjun was shocked and confused.

He saw clearly that the Primordial World's territory had reached the scale of the ancient Witch-Demon Era, and was even more vibrant, more majestic and powerful than back then.

Just the spiritual energy alone far surpassed the past!

What was going on? And who was driving this from behind? Hongjun's heart trembled, his brows tightly knit.

He realized that an existence beyond his control was quietly rising, and he knew nothing of it all.

Hongjun's gaze deepened. Then, above his head, the radiance of the Three Thousand Great Daos shimmered, weaving into mysterious and unfathomable Great Dao Runes, ultimately coalescing into the shape of a jade butterfly—a Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Creation Jade Tablet.

Hongjun grasped the jade tablet, his eyes half-closed, as endless mysteries of the Heavenly Dao surged.

He attempted to use the Heavenly Dao Authority and the Chaos Supreme Treasure to probe the disciple behind all this.

But after a bout of effort, he helplessly opened his eyes, finding he had gained nothing.

This experience left Hongjun utterly lost, even despairing.

After all, the ascension of the Primordial World also meant the strengthening of the Heavenly Dao Authority.

A rise in the Heavenly Dao Position would reduce Hongjun's degree of merging with the Dao, while a fall in the position would increase it.

When the Primordial World declined to the point where the Heavenly Dao Position dropped to a certain level, Hongjun could transcend.

This was the Great Dao he sought, and the reason he had schemed to make the Primordial World more broken.

Yet, after the Primordial World shattered into the Earthly Immortal Realm during the Deification, it had overnight returned to the heights of the Witch-Demon Era, and even surpassed them.

Hongjun's years of scheming had nearly come to nothing, and he was almost furious enough to spit blood.

The entire Primordial World had become a high-level Greater Chiliocosm once more, its splendor and brilliance far exceeding the Witch-Demon Era, stunning both the myriad beings and the saints.

At the same time, all living creatures reaped great benefits.

The upgrade of the Primordial World had far-reaching effects: the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, the fortune of all races rose, and even the great experts found it easier to comprehend the Dao.