The doors of the Grand Unity Divine Palace had long since opened. Amid the flowing rosy light, the figures of the Saints gradually appeared.
Taishang was the first to enter. When his gaze swept over Nuwa, he gave a slight nod. "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, on attaining the Dao before the rest of us."
Yuanshi arrived upon Yuqing Immortal Light. "The River of Fate and the Dao of karma are filled with endless variables. Gains and losses—who can foresee them?"
Tongtian's tone was stern. "What should be cut must be cut. What should be ended must be ended!"
Yuanshi shot Tongtian a vicious glare. Who was he mocking with that sarcastic tone?
To Li Fan's surprise, Three Corpses Hongjun had come as well. Dressed in white, he slowly stepped into the hall. His gaze swept over the Saints as he spoke calmly. "This old Daoist came uninvited. I hope the Heavenly Emperor will not take offense."
Nuwa raised her eyes toward Hongjun. A clear glint stirred in her gaze, though no one knew what she was thinking.
Taiyi entered the hall and looked up to see Hongjun. His expression tightened. Why was Hongjun here?
The atmosphere within the hall suddenly grew grave because of Hongjun's arrival.
Just then, clear Buddhist Chants rang out from outside as the Two Sages of the West arrived upon lotus platforms. Yet the moment they reached the entrance and saw Three Corpses Hongjun, shock instantly appeared on both their faces.
"I did not expect the Dao Ancestor's incarnation to attend this gathering as well." Taishang stroked his beard and spoke, breaking the brief silence. His tone carried a hint of probing.
Yuanshi's eyes darkened slightly. His gaze moved between Hongjun and Nuwa, but he said nothing. Still, turmoil had already risen within his heart—Hongjun's appearance