A million years passed. Taiyi and Di Jun had been constantly on the move, seeking to draw all living beings of the Northern Primordial World into the embrace of "demons."
Deep within Grand Unity Palace, Li Fan sensed Goddess Taiyuan's aura growing ever more profound. She could challenge the Hunyuan Grand Unity realm at any moment.
Meanwhile, on Yujing Mountain, Hongjun successfully wore away his karmic burden, at the cost of owing the Heavenly Dao an immense amount of merit. But to Hongjun now, no debt was frightening. After all, he was going to merge with the Heavenly Dao.
Hongjun had no need to make preparations for attaining the Hunyuan Dao, because his confidence was absolute.
Don't ask. The Heavenly Dao had opened a back door for him. Sometimes, the Hunyuan realm that All Grand Unity Experts could only dream of was within Hongjun's effortless grasp. Such was Fate.
Hongjun stood atop Yujing Mountain, gazing over the Primordial World. Looking at the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit in his hand, he murmured:
"Old Daoist is about to succeed, yet fellow Daoist will never see this sight. Mount Sumeru in the west, huh?"
His gaze gradually hardened as he shouted, "The day I become a Saint is now! River of Fate, descend!"
What Hunyuan Body Tribulation? What Purple Sky Divine Thunder Trial? All of it had been canceled. The Heavenly Dao was not even bothering to pretend anymore. It openly granted privileges, showing all Grand Unity experts what it meant to live in the era of the Heavenly Dao.
With the Heavenly Dao personally guaranteeing admission, who wouldn't be dazed?
At the same time, Goddess Taiyuan had just emerged from seclusion. Seeing this, she said, "Heavenly Emperor, judging by how the Heavenly Dao is paving the way for Hongjun, could I