"Madness! Everything's gone completely off the rails!"
Dao Ancestor Hongjun calculated with one hand, the Jade of Creation spinning wildly beneath his feet, yet he could not divine even a single hair on Niu Ben.
The invisible Eye of Heavenly Dao lingering above the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains was even being forcibly pushed outward by that ever-growing aura!
Hongjun stepped out through the gates of Purple Xiao Palace, his gaze piercing layer upon layer of Chaos and locking firmly onto the Azure Ox Ancestral Hall.
"An anomaly! The greatest anomaly the Primordial Wilderness has ever seen!"
Meanwhile, in the Western Paradise.
The waters of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool instantly began to boil.
The cup of bitterleaf tea Daoist Zhunti had just lifted fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering into several pieces.
"Senior Brother, did you feel that?!"
Zhunti grabbed Daoist Jieyin's kasaya, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"That ox has come out of seclusion!"
"This pressure... how the hell is this the aura of a primordial Daluo Golden Immortal?!"
Daoist Jieyin's entire aged face crumpled like dried orange peel. His withered hand clutched the Prayer Beads, and his lips quivered incessantly.
"He's too powerful..."
"In all the countless millions of years since I attained the Dao, I've never felt such an aura of despair from anyone."
"Even when the Dao Ancestor merged with the Dao back then, the disturbance wasn't this overbearing and pure!"
The doors of the side hall creaked open.
Ksitigarbha King, who had been refining the Saint Crystal, emerged with a pale face, the Demon-Subduing Pestle shaking in his hand.
"Master, my... my Dao Heart has been suppressed. All the laws inside the crystal are terrified. I can't refine it at all!"
Upon hearing this, Zhunti wanted to cry but had no tears.
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