Gazing Towards the Heavenly Court, He Was Astonished

Gazing towards the Heavenly Court's direction, they whispered in shock:

Has Master reappeared in the Primordial World?

Since merging with the Dao, Hongjun had rarely intervened in the affairs of the Primordial World.

He only appeared to interfere when a great tribulation was reversed or when the Heavenly Dao was in disarray.

Hongjun's sudden arrival this time

signaled that an earth-shattering change was inevitable in the Primordial World.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches sensed Hongjun's aura but showed no fear.

Di Jiang stared at Hongjun, anger churning in his chest.

Recalling the past, they had once fought the Demon Clan in a similar manner, fighting all the way to the Demon Court.

Just as they were about to destroy the Demon Court, Hongjun appeared, ordering a ceasefire on the grounds of widespread suffering, and established the rule of the demons governing the heavens and the witches governing the earth, commanding both sides not to engage in battle for a million years.

The Ancestral Witches were unwilling, believing Hongjun was biased towards the Demon Clan.

However, the situation at the time forced them to comply.

Now, Hongjun had arrived again at a critical moment, wasn't he still showing favoritism?

At this moment, Di Jun and the other Demon Emperors, who had been blinded by the killing, also saw Hongjun's arrival.

They all restrained their killing intent and bowed respectfully.

Hongjun stepped onto the river of time and space, looking down at the Witch Clan, and sternly reprimanded:

"Bold Ancestral Witches, how dare you defy the decree of a Saint and break the rules!

Do you know your crime?"

As the Saint's words were spoken, supreme pressure swept across heaven and earth, suppressing countless Witch Clan soldiers.

The Saint's rage caused the heavens to collapse, the earth to crack, mountains and rivers to overturn, and billions of stars to turn to dust.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches' faces contorted, their hearts filled with defiance.

They only respected Pangu, did not revere the Heavenly Dao, and did not bow to Saints; they would rather break than bend!

Now, being controlled once more, each of them was furious.

Di Jiang's expression was stern, ready for a fight to the death, and he shouted loudly:

"We, the sons and daughters of the Witch Clan, do not respect heaven and earth, do not obey Saints, we only respect Father God Pangu!"

His voice shook the eight directions, and countless Witch soldiers, their morale soaring, roared in unison:

"We, the sons and daughters of the Witch Clan, do not respect heaven and earth, do not obey Saints, we only respect Father God Pangu!"

Their roars echoed through the heavens, as if they were ready to fight Hongjun and the Demon Clan to the death.

Just as the situation reached a breaking point, a leisurely voice came from beyond the heavens:

"I believe what the Dao Ancestor said is not without reason."

The voice echoed through heaven and earth, astonishing all living beings.

In an instant, The Primordial World trembled violently.

The clear sky thundered, divine might vast and mighty, Clouds surged for miles like dragons soaring through the nine heavens, Lightning flickered, and rosy clouds reflected in the firmament, the world changed drastically.

Amidst the fear of all living beings, The spiritual energy of the Primordial World surged like a tide.

Spiritual essence rose from all directions, the aura of the four seas ascended, Endless merit golden clouds spread across the sky and covered the earth.

For a time, The sun and moon lost their order, stars hung upside down, water from the nine heavens flowed backward, Heaven and Earth were chaotic, as if the Primordial Chaos had just begun!

Within the rolling golden clouds, The Great Dao's torrent sounded with immortal music, creation's hymns echoed, Dao charm flowed, laws resonated, all heavens celebrated, and myriad realms welcomed.

Seeing this scene, the Demon Clan's Gui Che turned pale with shock:

"Boundless Heavenly Venerate! Who is this divine being? Their aura surpasses that of a Saint?"

The soldiers of the Witch and Demon Clans all looked up at the sky, shocked by this phenomenon that surpassed Saintly might.

Stomp—stomp—

As all beings were stunned, Hoofbeats shattered the void.

Amidst the vast golden clouds, a purple-gold imperial carriage broke through the realms.

Eight golden horses galloped ahead, their hooves treading the torrent of all heavens, Crossing the river of time and space, splashing through waves and neighing, Kicking up the waters of time, shattering the void of all realms.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao was majestic and solemn, The Primordial World trembled, the river of time almost bowed its head, All heavens and myriad realms showed their submission.

Divine might swept through the eight desolate lands, Dao charm pierced the firmament, Dragon-horses shattered starlight, the golden carriage descended upon the world!

Phoenix cries echoed in the firmament, giant rocs spread their wings, obscuring the heavenly light.

Myriad wings converged into a galaxy, living beings' tails swept like shooting stars across the sky.

Where starlight intertwined, a figure stood with hands behind his back, his robe sleeves fluttering—

Myriad spiritual treasures paved a long staircase, and countless immortal branches formed a canopy.

Innate primordial energy flowed, and treasure light illuminated the universe.

Dragon-horses shattered starlight, immortal spirits circled and accompanied them, all beings cheered, shaking the clouds, the Heavenly Dao descended auspicious signs, and all living beings were astonished!

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun's eyes showed surprise as he watched the eight dragon-patterned golden carriages arriving amidst the rosy clouds, losing himself in a moment of distraction.

Di Jun's soul trembled, his face pale:

"How can anyone in this world be so extravagant?"

Under the stunned gaze of all beings, Lu Changqing stepped out of the imperial carriage.

He wore a plain white long gown adorned with dark patterns, exuding an elegant and refined demeanor.

He smiled at Hongjun, who frowned, and offered a greeting as an equal:

"This humble Daoist Lu Changqing, master of Wuji Heaven, greets Fellow Daoist Hongjun."

His words caused a stir in all directions.

It was the Lord of Wuji Heaven!

The true appearance of the Longevity Immortal Venerable was so young!

Thousands of years had passed, and although countless cultivators had set foot in Wuji Heaven, the Primordial World was vast, and many beings had still never seen the Immortal Venerable's true face.

Until the heavens displayed an anomaly and Saints opened the heavens, the name of the Longevity Immortal Venerable finally resounded throughout the Primordial World.

Seeing him today, one finally understood what the demeanor of an Immortal Venerable was.

His bearing was not inferior to that of a Saint!

Within the territories of the Witch and Demon Clans, billions of eyes focused on the white-robed figure.

In the past, many would go to Wuji Heaven to exchange for merit, but most were received by the East King Duke. Only the great powers of the Primordial World were personally met by Lu Changqing.

Now that the Immortal Venerable has appeared, most beings are seeing his true form for the first time.

Within the Six Saints' dojos, divine senses intertwined.

Inside Biyou Palace on Golden Ao Island, Sect Master Tongtian frowned. "Fellow Daoist Changqing, are you here to stop the conflict?"

The other Saints thought the same.

Ever since Lu Changqing opened up the Great Thousand World and reorganized its order, all the Saints felt his ambitions were not small, and his intervention in the Witch and Demon war was within reason.

Hongjun's gaze was like a torch, his divine sense scanning Lu Changqing's body without restraint.

"The Dao realm can be perceived, but the rest are lost."

Upon first encountering such a mysterious existence, the Dao Ancestor's heart was filled with doubts.

Lu Changqing sensed the probe and chuckled, shaking his head.

"Fellow Daoist, relying on your profound cultivation, you treat others so lightly?

It is customary in the Primordial World that peers do not probe each other's foundations upon meeting."

Hongjun responded indifferently, "You are so mysterious, Fellow Daoist. What's wrong with taking a look?

Even though I know the Heavenly Dao protects you, I haven't harbored killing intent, nor have I made a move. Why should I be concerned? A dignified Dao Ancestor, afraid of a mere Quasi-Saint? Even with profound fortune, you haven't proven the Hunyuan realm yet.

If I don't touch you, and hold no killing intent, What can you do to me?"

A faint smile of disdain appeared on Hongjun's lips.

A mere Quasi-Saint, what is there to fear?

Seeing Hongjun calm and composed, even a bit arrogant, Lu Changqing's smile deepened.

With a turn of his thought, Boundless merit golden clouds surged behind him, Instantly illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths, the universe and the cosmos.

For a moment, all beings present were awestruck by the dazzling golden light.

"Who is showing off their power?"

The golden light blazed, blindingly bright!

Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun couldn't help but turn his head, Covering his face with his sleeve.

Lu Changqing suddenly raised his voice, "Heavenly Dao above, I am wronged!"

The sound shook the nine heavens, golden light filled the sky, All beings were astonished.

The Primordial World is ancient, the Heavenly Dao is formless.

When has it ever manifested itself?

Now, someone is directly calling out to the Heavenly Dao, Is he deluded?

Does he not know the Heavenly Dao is supreme?

Could this child be favored by the heavens?

Just as they were in shock, The firmament suddenly split, Dao rhythms flowed, Supreme pressure enveloped the eight directions.

A rift tore open in the sky, The Eye of Heavenly Punishment appeared resplendently.

All spirits trembled.

Did the Heavenly Dao truly respond to his call?

Is the Longevity Immortal Venerable truly a son of the Heavenly Dao?

Hongjun's expression also changed drastically.

Before he could ponder, the heavenly punishment arrived, The divine lightning of the nine heavens descended with world-destroying might.

Boom--

The Purple Heaven Daoist robe was scorched and tattered, Hongjun staggered several steps, his Saintly body trembling slightly.

The great powers of the Primordial World were all terrified.

This was a world-ending lightning strike, And the Dao Ancestor could actually take it head-on!

Anyone else would have turned to ash long ago.

Hongjun suppressed the surging Blood Essence within him, And looked at Lu Changqing in disbelief:

"How could this be?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Demon Emperor were both shocked.

Hongjun was an avatar of the Heavenly Dao, And he was actually struck by heavenly punishment for a single remark?

Di Jun trembled and said:

"Since the heavens were opened, heavenly punishment has only appeared this one time!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi looked up at the sky:

"To provoke heavenly punishment with a single word, what exactly is this child..."

Di Jiang suddenly recalled a rumor, And whispered in horror:

"This is no son of heaven, Clearly the father of heaven!"

Zhu Rong laughed heartily at the sky:

"It's confirmed! The Heavenly Dao arrives whenever called, He must be a boy under the Immortal Venerable!"

Hongjun was in a sorry state and cursed inwardly:

"I am the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao!

Is this damned Eye of Heavenly Punishment blind?"

However, he dared not act rashly, And could only cup his hands towards Lu Changqing:

"Fellow Daoist... I was rather rude just now."

All beings erupted in an uproar.

The Dao Ancestor actually bowed to a Quasi-Saint?

Lu Changqing raised an eyebrow and sneered:

"What are you looking at? Want to fight again if you're not convinced?"

East King Duke and the others were petrified.

How dare he speak to the Dao Ancestor like that?

Di Jun's eyes widened:

"Fellow Daoist Changqing... has he gone mad?"

Di Jiang, however, clapped his hands in admiration:

"What courage! Unrivaled in the Primordial World!"

All spirits whispered:

"Arrogant! Never seen before in history!"

Hongjun's face twitched, And he finally sighed:

"Fellow Daoist... please be magnanimous."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches felt a sense of closeness.

Di Jiang asked loudly:

"Fellow Daoist, have you come to aid the demons?"

Lu Changqing waved his hand:

"I merely dislike your fighting, Which delays the beings of the Primordial World from coming to my Wuji Heaven to exchange for Merit."

He swept his cold gaze over them.

"If you block my merit from flowing, Then I'll ask the Heavenly Dao to erase you all!"

The world fell silent.

What a guy!

I thought he was here to mediate the calamity,

but it turns out he's here to show off his wealth?

Hongjun's pupils twitched.

He... he has too much merit?

My own master was struck by lightning for no reason and lost face, all because he blocked someone else's ostentatious display?

This is too infuriating.

Di Jun and Tai Yi snapped out of their shock and quickly defended themselves:

"This conflict has nothing to do with us! Those barbarians attacked first!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, upon hearing this, flew into a rage:

"You two feathered beasts are spouting nonsense!

It was clearly your Demon Clan that repeatedly invaded the Witch Clan's territory!"

"It seems you've lived long enough!"

Di Jun and Tai Yi were filled with fury:

"You're asking for death!"

"If you want to fight, then fight! When have the warriors of the Witch Clan ever been afraid?"

The two sides drew their swords, tension rising, and war was about to break out again.

Lu Changqing listened with annoyance and sharply ordered them to stop:

"Are you all too bored?

Since you love fighting and killing so much, why don't you help me earn some merit!"

Di Jun gave a wry smile:

"We want to, but we don't have the ability to create Great Thousand Worlds!

If we had Saint cultivation, who would want to fight and kill?

Isn't it all for that bit of opportunity?

If we could earn merit by creating worlds, who would risk their lives?"

Lu Changqing chuckled:

"If you can't create Great Thousand Worlds, then Middle Thousand or Minor Thousand Worlds should be fine, right?

At worst, Lesser Thousand Worlds across the heavens, or universes within star rivers, are also options.

As long as you create them, there will be merit!

So, what do you say? Want to give it a try?"

As soon as he said this, the Six Saints who were secretly watching were stunned.

Is he crazy?

Creating Great Thousand Worlds is understandable; it benefits the Primordial World.

But what's the use of Middle Thousand or Minor Thousand Worlds?

Isn't this just a waste of merit?

The Six Saints shook their heads one after another:

Never have we seen such a wasteful person!

Inside the Biyou Palace on Golden Ao Island, Sect Master Tongtian frowned deeply:

"What does Fellow Daoist Changqing mean by this? What's the point of creating Minor Thousand Worlds?"

In the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, Primordial Heavenly Venerate was equally perplexed:

"Fellow Daoist Changqing's actions are unfathomable."

Although he found Lu Changqing's behavior absurd, Primordial Heavenly Venerate did not dare to underestimate him—

this was an unparalleled genius who missed nothing.

On Shouyang Mountain, The Grand Pure One Laozi shared the same thoughts as Primordial Heavenly Venerate:

"With Fellow Daoist Changqing's wisdom, there must be a deep meaning behind this."

However, the Two Saints of the West differed from the Three Pure Ones.

After their surprise, they were overjoyed—

Since even the minor worlds could earn merit, didn't that mean their opportunity had arrived?

The Two Saints sighed:

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, truly the number one spendthrift in the Primordial World!"

In Wa Imperial Palace, Empress Nuwa concentrated and deduced:

"Fellow Daoist Changqing's actions will surely benefit the Primordial World.

But what is the ultimate purpose behind this grand plan?"

She gazed into the distance at Lu Changqing's figure, lost in thought.

At this moment, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Fu Xi, upon hearing these words, all showed expressions of joy.

They cared not about whether he was a spendthrift or not.

It would be truly foolish not to seize this immense opportunity.

Their only concern was that such a colossal undertaking would undoubtedly require a massive amount of merit.

Such astonishing consumption, perhaps even the Longevity Immortal Venerable of Wuji Heaven would find it difficult to sustain?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, after hearing Lu Changqing's words, exchanged glances, their eyes filled with excitement.

Di Jiang said excitedly, "The Witch Clan must seize this opportunity!"

Houtu also nodded in agreement, "Brother speaks the truth. Fellow Daoist Changqing has always kept his word. We absolutely cannot miss this chance."

Ever since she first met Lu Changqing, Houtu had trusted him implicitly. After all, she never forgot the kindness he showed in helping her birth her Primordial Spirit.

Meanwhile, in Guanghan Palace on the Moon Star, Xi He and Chang Xi also heard Lu Changqing's voice.

"We've long heard of the great name of the Lord of Wuji Heaven, the Longevity Immortal Venerable, but to make such a decision, it must consume immeasurable merit! Creating worlds is no easy feat, but even if only half the beings participated, their numbers would be extremely staggering!"

Xi He sighed softly.

Chang Xi echoed, "Indeed. The Primordial World is so vast, with countless beings. Where does the Longevity Immortal Venerable get such confidence?"