The Netherworld Blood Sea had formed from Pangu's navel and was known as a land of filth.
As long as even a single drop remained in the vast, endless Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe would not truly die. Unless one reached the realm of a Saint, it would be difficult to inflict a fatal wound upon him.
He also possessed two Innate Spiritual Treasures, Abi Yuantu, and cultivated the Sword Dao.
Naturally, he was one of East Prince Gong's targets for recruitment.
At that moment, another commotion arose outside. Everyone looked over, their hearts filled with shock. The newcomers were actually Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.
Zhen Yuanzi was the Ancestor of Earth Immortals. His Innate treasure was the Book of the Earth, and he had formed from the Primordial Earth Membrane of the Primordial Wilderness. He also possessed the Ginseng Fruit Tree, one of the ten great Innate Spiritual Roots.
Hong Yun had formed from the first fire cloud between heaven and earth. He had also received a strand of Primordial Qi from the Dao Ancestor and might become one of the future Saints.
The surrounding living beings were utterly stunned.
Being able to attend this Myriad Immortals Assembly today had truly broadened their horizons.
Those able to sit in the main hall were all first-rate figures, supreme great powers of the Primordial Wilderness.
For insignificant people like them, merely seeing one of these figures in ordinary times would already have been a blessing accumulated over three lifetimes.
Shortly afterward.
Two more figures entered the hall.
Everyone revealed astonished expressions upon seeing the two, but the eyes of most Quasi-Saint great powers soon filled with disdain and disgust.
Because the newcomers were Jieyin and Zhunti.
Their conduct in the Purple Cloud Palace had already spread throughout the Primordial Wilderness.
The reception envoy hurried forward.
"Fellow Daoists, you have come from afar. Please, come inside!"
East Prince Gong did not appear personally.
Although these two had also received Primordial Violet Qi and were destined to become Saints in the future.
Their words, "You have a connection with the West," had earned the disgust of countless people.
Jieyin and Zhunti seemed not to notice the gazes around them. One wore a sorrowful expression, while the other bore a compassionate look.
Time slowly passed.
Most of those who were supposed to come had already arrived.
Though East Prince Gong wore a smile, his eyes were filled with displeasure as he turned his gaze toward the Purple Mansion Envoy who had gone to invite the Three Pure Ones.
The meaning in his eyes was obvious.
The Purple Mansion Envoy smiled bitterly. "The Three Pure Ones did indeed promise to attend the Myriad Immortals Assembly. I do not know why they have yet to appear."
East Prince Gong felt some anger in his heart. Did they disdain associating with him?
Since they had agreed, why had they not kept their promise?
Of course, everyone only dared to think such thoughts privately. He did not wish to offend the Three Pure Ones. They were the Dao Ancestor's Personal Disciples and future Saints ordained by heaven.
The three had been transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit. The Three Pure Ones were one.
Once they became Saints and joined forces, who would dare provoke them?
Just as he was feeling vexed.
The next moment.
The void trembled. The Purple Mansion Sea churned, and violet qi swept in from the east for three thousand miles.
Everyone's hearts began pounding wildly.
Even when the Quasi-Saint great powers present had appeared, they had not caused such an enormous spectacle.
Although they did not know who was coming, they already had their suspicions. The newcomer was certainly no weaker than Ancestor Minghe.
Just what kind of great being was this?
At that moment.
The void shattered like a mirror beneath a single cow hoof.
After the Spatial Barrier of the Primordial Wilderness broke apart, an enormous Azure Ox stepped out, radiating an incomparably terrifying aura.
An old man sat cross-legged atop the Azure Ox.
A middle-aged man emanating an exceptionally noble aura emerged immediately after him, while beside him was a young man whose body radiated sharp brilliance, as though he wished to tear apart heaven and earth.
At the very end came two more living beings. Their strength was relatively weak, and a layer of protective power covered them, preventing the spatial turbulence from assaulting them.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
The Myriad Immortals Assembly fell completely silent.
Just as they were guessing the identities of the newcomers, a beam of rosy light suddenly appeared in the void.
Then a figure holding a Dragon Head Staff emerged.
He was the master of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court.
East Prince Gong!
When the other Quasi-Saint great powers had arrived, they had all been received by Immortal Court Envoys.
Only when these few arrived.
East Prince Gong had actually come personally, and his attitude was extremely humble.
Many living beings of the Primordial Wilderness knew East Prince Gong's temperament. He was arrogant, conceited, looked down on everyone, and was narrow-minded, unable to tolerate even the slightest defiance from others.
Yet he had personally stepped forward to welcome them.
Every living being present found the shock in their hearts impossible to calm for a long while.
What kind of status did they possess to make East Prince Gong treat them with such respect?
The Quasi-Saint great powers in particular felt deeply resentful.
They were all of the same cultivation realm, so why had East Prince Gong merely arranged for subordinates to receive them, yet assumed such a posture before these people?
A very small number among them had already recognized the newcomers.
Ancestor Minghe was one of them. He snorted softly but said nothing.
Zhunti and Jieyin felt uncomfortable. Though they were nominal disciples, they had also obtained Primordial Violet Qi. East Prince Gong was clearly not taking them seriously.
But thinking about it, it made sense. After all, the Three Pure Ones were legitimate sons, while they of the West had been raised by a stepmother.
East Prince Gong cupped his hands in salute, his attitude exceedingly humble. "Welcome, Three Senior Brothers, to the Myriad Immortals Assembly!"
After speaking, he faced the crowd. A proud smile appeared on his face, and his earlier cordial attitude vanished completely, as though he stood high above them all.
"Everyone, the Three Pure Ones are the Dao Ancestor's Personal Disciples. Their attendance at the Myriad Immortals Assembly today proves the orthodox status of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court."
Everyone burst into an uproar.
No wonder East Prince Gong had adopted such an attitude. The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain had arrived.
And the truth was indeed as East Prince Gong had said.
The arrival of the Three Pure Ones was like them lending him their support. The Purple Mansion Immortal Court truly held the orthodox position.
In fact, many people had already understood East Prince Gong's purpose in holding the Myriad Immortals Assembly. He wished to display his orthodox position and also recruit many great powers to join him.
Taishang still wore a gentle smile, but he said nothing. He had long seen through East Prince Gong's little scheme, but since he was the Head of Male Immortals personally appointed by their teacher, they would treat it as giving their teacher face.
Laozi walked at the front.
Primordial Heavenly Lord and Tongtian followed behind him, one to the left and one to the right.
Behind them came Niu Ben, Guangchengzi, and Duobao.
East Prince Gong invited the Three Pure Ones to the seats of honor, second only to his own seat as master of the Purple Mansion Heavenly Court.
After the Three Pure Ones took their seats, Niu Ben stood behind Taishang, while Guangchengzi and Duobao stood behind Primordial Heavenly Lord and Tongtian respectively.
Ancestor Minghe sat directly below them.
Primordial Heavenly Lord snorted coldly at Ancestor Minghe. His eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain. He felt that Ancestor Minghe was a living being born from a land of filth and was unworthy of sharing a hall with them.
Tongtian wore a smile. If the occasion had been more suitable, he would have liked to spar with Ancestor Minghe. He too excelled in the Sword Dao.
Niu Ben observed everyone's reactions.
Guangchengzi, Primordial Heavenly Lord's disciple, held his head slightly high. Though he was merely a Golden Immortal, he showed no fear whatsoever toward the peak Quasi-Saint great powers.
Duobao, meanwhile, had envy in his eyes. He was most likely wondering when he would be able to reach the Quasi-Saint realm.
Then,
two people walked toward them.
Niu Ben naturally recognized them.
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