The raging sea of fire in the Nine Heavens Above suddenly froze in midair.
An ancient Dao resonance, pure and free of striving, mysterious beyond mystery, drifted leisurely from Shouyang Mountain across hundreds of millions of miles of void.
The unbearable heat and fiery solar poison between heaven and earth vanished without a trace the instant that Dao resonance swept past.
The Chaos Bell above Emperor Taiyi's head shuddered violently, and the golden starlight on its surface contracted half an inch.
Di Jun's expression tightened as well, and the River Diagram and Luo Script in his hands slowly folded shut.
Countless mighty beings throughout the Primordial Wilderness immediately turned their gazes toward the eastern horizon.
Two streams of black-and-white yin and yang qi, ten thousand zhang thick, tore through the firmament.
A small nine-tiered pagoda, radiating mysterious yellow divine radiance of merit, hovered above an old man dressed in an Eight Trigrams Daoist Robe.
Holding a white jade fly whisk and standing upon an auspicious cloud, the old man had a gaunt face, yet carried an immense majesty that transcended heaven and earth.
He was none other than the Head of the Three Pure Ones of the Mystic Gate, the Leader of the Human Sect-Saint Taishang!
"Great Martial Uncle is here!"
At the foot of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, countless Ox Clan cultivators let out deep sighs of relief.
Niu Ba also put away his Black Iron Staff and split his broad mouth into a grin.
"Brother Taishang, you came just in time! These two feathered brutes have brought their bullying right to our doorstep!"
Niu Ba shouted in his cracked-gong voice, without the slightest airs of a Saint.
Niu Mu, meanwhile, bowed slightly to Taishang with a respectful expression.
Saint Taishang descended upon his cloud and stopped before