Reaching the Peak Realm of a Primordial Saint

How terrifying was this!

Even the sages found a single thought surfacing in their minds:

Could it be that Taiqing has already transcended the realm of sainthood?

Otherwise, how could he possess such heaven-defying power to turn decay into miracle?

At this moment, within the Underworld, Houtu rose in shock.

"This... is the aura of Father God Pangu?"

She sensed a trace of Pangu Origin's presence within Tongtian's Great Dao.

Houtu cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Art and was a blood descendant of Pangu, so her reaction to Tongtian's Primal Chaos Nine Revolutions Celestial Art was naturally intense.

She stared at Taiqing in disbelief.

"Could it be that Senior Disciple Tai has inherited Father God's legacy?"

"No wonder he dares to contend with Hongjun!"

Purple Cloud Palace!

Hongjun's face had darkened to the extreme!

These three!

They dared to destroy the Purple Cloud Palace!

This was an outright challenge to Hongjun's authority!

Truly reckless beyond measure!

But that wasn't what troubled Hongjun most.

Having cultivated to such a transcendent realm, face wasn't all that important.

What truly weighed on Hongjun's heart was!

Within the terrifying aura Tongtian had unleashed!

He detected a familiar rhythm of the Dao!

That was!

The foremost of the Three Thousand Great Daos!

Pangu's Dao of Strength!

Tongtian had actually mastered the Dao of Strength!

The Dao of Strength had long vanished!

How could Tongtian wield it so freely?

Hongjun's heart grew colder by the moment.

Hongjun was originally the reincarnation of one of the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

Back in the Great Tribulation of Heaven Opening!

Pangu alone annihilated all Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods!

Yet a few still managed to escape by luck.

Among them were Hongjun and Yang Mei.

Thus, Hongjun had always harbored a deep fear of that mighty giant who opened the heavens!

This was also why Hongjun had constantly suppressed the Witch Race and the Three Pure Ones!

He did not wish to see Pangu reemerge!

But now!

Tongtian had actually manifested Pangu's path of strength!

Could it be that the Third Disciple intended to resurrect Pangu?!

Or perhaps...

Was the Mysterious Existence behind the Three Pure Ones actually Pangu?

At this thought, Hongjun's expression grew even darker.

"Impossible. Pangu perished long ago."

"How could he be reborn so easily?"

Within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun shook his head, dismissing the notion.

Still, it was possible the Three Pure Ones were attempting to revive Pangu.

He fixed a dangerous gaze upon them.

No matter what, Hongjun could not allow that world-splitting giant to reappear.

Thus, the Three Pure Ones must be utterly eradicated!

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for discarding all courtesy."

Upon the high platform of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun's expression grew ever more severe.

The next instant!

An unparalleled pressure coalesced into form.

A figure slowly materialized.

The aura of a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin spread forth.

"Greetings, Original Body."

The figure gradually solidified, taking on Hongjun's likeness, and bowed to him.

"You and I are one; no need for formalities."

Hongjun said calmly.

The figure before him was none other than Hongjun's Evil Corpse.

It had reached the peak of the Primordial Saint realm.

Hongjun coldly gazed down upon the Primordial Land.

"This time, the Three Pure Ones must be completely eliminated!"

"Even their Great Dao must be erased along with them!"

Hongjun's Evil Corpse gave a slight nod.

"Very well."

The Primordial Land!

After Tongtian shattered the heavens with his body and the Purple Cloud Palace crumbled, he officially set foot upon the Primordial Land.

Facing this flourishing realm, even he, a Saint, could not suppress the surge of emotion within.

From now on, no more shackles—true freedom at last.

News of Tongtian's return reached the Heavenly Court, and the Jie Sect disciples were overjoyed.

"Greetings, Master!"

"We welcome the Master!"

Even members of the Renjiao and Chan Sects wore expressions of delight, bowing to Tongtian one after another.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Tongtian."

Tongtian looked upon the familiar faces before him, a smile curling at the corners of his lips.

"Well done."

Receiving Tongtian's praise, Zhao Gongming and the others felt their hearts surge with excitement.

Tongtian smiled as he calmed the crowd, then gave a subtle nod toward Our Lady of Wudang among the Heavenly Court's ranks.

For now, the Jie Sect disciples remained bound within the Investiture of the Gods, and Wudang's identity could not yet be exposed.

As a Saint, Tongtian understood this clearly, even without Taiqing mentioning it.

At this moment, Wudang's heart was equally stirred.

What the Senior Grand Uncle had spoken of was about to come true! The Master had returned, and soon the Jie Sect disciples would regain their freedom.

Restore the Jie Sect's glory, and achieve the supreme feat of the Unity of Three Teachings!

Within Spirit Mountain, Duobao's heart trembled with excitement, only regretting that he could not see the Master in person.

Tongtian fixed his gaze on Taiqing, unable to hide the turmoil within, and bowed respectfully: "Tongtian greets Elder Brother!"

Tongtian was deeply shaken—had it not been for Taiqing's aid through the power of great creation, he would have likely become a Saint stripped of all Dao.

Even more astonishing to Tongtian was that his elder brother had given him the very essence of Father Pangu, and the Heaven-Slaying Myriad Swords Art was terrifying beyond measure!

The world's reverence for Master Tongtian's might only grew, and Tongtian's veneration for Taiqing deepened.

Taiqing nodded with a smile: "Between brothers, no words are needed."

Tongtian understood, joy filling his heart—the Three Pure Ones were bound by blood, and indeed, no further words were necessary.

Yuanshi also looked toward Tongtian, emotions surging within him—the Three Pure Ones were finally reunited.

"Tongtian, what I did before..." Yuanshi began, intending to apologize.

To speak such words before the Primordial World Beings was no small feat for the proud Yuanshi.

Yet Master Tongtian smiled openly.

"Second brother, let the past be the past."

"We are the Three Pure Ones, bound by blood—no need for more words."

Master Tongtian truly felt Yuanshi's sincerity, and he trusted Big Brother Taiqing's words: the Three Pure Ones were one body.

Yuanshi paused, deeply moved, and couldn't help but laugh freely.

"You're right. We Three Pure Ones are bound by blood, one family."

"In the past, I did some things poorly. That won't happen again."

Yuanshi and Master Tongtian exchanged a smile, carefree and unrestrained.

These former brothers, later enemies, now set aside old grudges and reconciled.

Taiqing nodded slightly.

All his efforts had been worth it.

The Three Pure Ones were finally truly united.

This sight stirred Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and other disciples of the Three Teachings.

The Three Pure Ones' masters had reconciled, and the Three Teachings would merge once more.

From now on, the lineage of the Three Pure Ones was unstoppable.

The disciples of the Three Teachings saw the brightest future ahead.

The lineage of the Three Pure Ones would shake the heavens.

Within the Heavenly Court.

The Buddhist Sect and the Heavenly Court's immortals and buddhas trembled with fear.

The power of the Three Pure Ones united was not to be underestimated.

One Taiqing Saint alone could obliterate the Two Sages of the West.

One Master Tongtian dared to challenge the Purple Cloud Palace.

Add Yuanshi Tianzun to that.

How terrifying was such a lineup?

The Buddhist Sect and the Heavenly Court seemed hopeless.

Heavenly Emperor Haotian trembled all over, cold sweat streaming down.

His heart was filled with fear and relief—relief that he had never truly harmed the true spirits of the Chan and Jie teachings on the Investiture of the Gods list.

If he had done so back then, he would surely have fallen.

Master Tongtian dared to destroy the Purple Cloud Palace before Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Haotian realized that in the other's eyes, he was nothing but an ant—once action was taken, there would be no hesitation.

Yet the Investiture of the Gods list in his hands became a tool for survival.

Master Tongtian, to preserve that power, would not strike him down.

At this moment, the strong among the Primordial World Beings snapped out of their shock at the Purple Cloud Palace's destruction, realizing a greater event was unfolding.

The Three Pure Ones had reconciled, the Three Teachings were as one family—who in the Primordial World could stand against them?

Just then, the heavens and earth of the Primordial World suddenly shook. Heavenly Dao Power swept through, billions of stars collapsed.

All beings felt an unprecedented pressure, the entire world seeming to freeze.

Even the mighty sensed an irresistible, terrifying aura. The faces of the saints across the heavens changed in shock.

Countless living beings looked up to the sky.

Above the Nine Heavens, time and space tore and intertwined, phantoms of Gods and Devils danced wildly.

Earth, water, fire, and wind suddenly boiled. The order of laws fell into chaos. The Great Dao resonated, shaking heaven and earth.

The entire Primordial World was swept by a violent surge of spiritual energy.

A supreme figure appeared, forcefully occupying the Dao-hearts of all beings.

Even if heaven and earth were filled with greater phenomena, the living could no longer perceive them.

Heaven and earth seemed to vanish, leaving only Hongjun.

At this moment, Hongjun's Evil Corpse descended!

Above the Nine Heavens, Hongjun's Evil Corpse looked down coldly on all beings.

A terrifying aura at the peak of Primordial Chaos shook the Primordial World.

The beings of the Primordial World were horrified, never expecting Dao Ancestor Hongjun to personally send his Evil Corpse.

The last time Hongjun intervened in the Primordial World was during the Investiture of the Gods.

Was Dao Ancestor Hongjun now targeting the Three Pure Ones?

Within the Heavenly Court, Receiver and Cundi were exceptionally excited.

"We welcome the arrival of the Dao Ancestor!"

With the Dao Ancestor's Evil Corpse personally present, the Three Pure Ones would likely face doom.

Haotian was thrilled beyond measure. With the Dao Ancestor's Evil Corpse here in person, what need was there to fear the Three Pure Ones? He immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Haotian pays respects to the Master." He deliberately used this title to remind the other of his loyalty.

In his eyes, the title of Heavenly Emperor no longer mattered.

Ying Zheng frowned and sneered at the sight: "To grovel so abjectly—how is that worthy of the Heavenly Emperor's dignity?"

As the Heavenly Emperor, he was part of the Heavenly Dao's order. Though inferior to the Dao Ancestor, there was no need for such a lowly posture.

Especially since the one before them was merely one of Hongjun's Evil Corpses, yet Haotian had completely abandoned his status.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and the others sneered at Haotian's behavior.

Hearing this, Haotian burned with shame and rage, secretly vowing that once the Dao Ancestor dealt with the Three Pure Ones, he would take revenge on Immortal Qin.

Hongjun's Evil Corpse glanced at Haotian and gave a slight nod.

Though Haotian appeared incompetent, he still had some use.

Haotian was ecstatic at this sight!

With the Dao Ancestor's support!

Who would dare defy the Heavenly Court now?

If the Chan Sect or the Jie Sect dared to disobey again, he could annihilate them outright!

Seeing this, Immortal Qin, the Witch Race, and the Three Teachings all wore grim expressions.

The Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Wilderness was supreme!

If he made a move against the Three Pure Ones, who could possibly resist?

Tongtian and Yuanshi also looked grave.

Only Taiqing remained calm.

As if he completely disregarded Hongjun's Evil Corpse.

At this moment, Receiver and Cundi, seeing Taiqing's composure, grew deeply displeased and began to berate the Three Pure Ones in Hongjun's name.

"Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian—the Master is here. Why do you not pay your respects?"

Taiqing said softly:

"Hongjun is without virtue and unworthy to be my master."

Tongtian directly drew the Four Swords of Zhuxian and sneered:

"Since the Deification, when has Hongjun ever done a single thing a master should? And he still expects us to call him master?"

Tongtian had dared to destroy the Purple Cloud Palace in front of Hongjun himself—why would he show any courtesy to his Evil Corpse?

Yuanshi, standing by, wasted no time in raising the Pangu Banner.

The Pangu Banner radiated an aura of destruction.

Yuanshi said coldly:

"What business brings the Dao Ancestor here? If it is to make us Three Pure Ones submit, that is utterly impossible!"

The Three Pure Ones were now united as one.

Naturally, they advanced and retreated together!

There was no way they would submit to Hongjun!

Let alone Hongjun's Evil Corpse!

Even if Hongjun himself came!

They would never back down!

Of course, Yuanshi and Tongtian still felt a heavy weight in their hearts.

Because Hongjun's Evil Corpse had likely reached the peak of Primordial Chaos.

Across the entire Primordial Wilderness, no one could match him.

But whether they could win was one matter; whether they would fight was another.

The Three Pure Ones were one—there was no reason to retreat.

Otherwise, what meaning did their unity hold?

Receiver and Cundi grew even more agitated at this and shouted harshly:

"These Three Pure Ones are so arrogant!"

"We beg the Dao Ancestor to take charge!"

Hongjun's Evil Corpse stood with his hands behind his back, poised above the Nine Heavens.

A cold gaze swept over the Three Pure Ones.

"Three Pure Ones, return to the Purple Cloud Palace with me."

This was a command that brooked no refusal.

Nüwa stood by, hesitating to speak.

It wasn't that she was unwilling to aid the Three Pure Ones, but she knew full well—

Even if the Dao Ancestor had only sent his Evil Corpse, it was still the pinnacle existence among saints.

Her intervention would be meaningless...

At this moment, Hongjun's oppressive aura was unbearable for all.

The disciples of the Three Teachings were especially gripped with fear.

Even if they feared nothing!

What they faced was still the man before them!

Calling him the Evil Corpse of the Heavenly Dao was no exaggeration!

No one in the Primordial World could stand against him!

In an instant, despair enveloped everyone!

Even the Primordial World Beings began to lose faith in the Three Pure Ones!

"The Dao Ancestor's Evil Corpse has entered the fray—even the Three Pure Ones can't handle this."

"Exactly! The Dao Ancestor is the Heavenly Dao; no matter how powerful the Three Pure Ones are, they're no match."

"It seems the Three Pure Ones are doomed to the fate of disciples."

In that moment!

All hope for the Three Pure Ones was lost!

Even Yuanshi and Tongtian

could only steel themselves to fight with all their might, resolved to die in battle.

Yet at that very moment, Taiqing let out a faint, calm smile.