The Six Saints Comprehend Pangu's Creation!

Outside the Purple Cloud Palace, the voices of the two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, seeking an audience pierced through the chaos, echoing within the solemn halls.

"Creak—"

The heavy palace doors slowly swung open, revealing Hao Tian the Attendant standing behind them.

"The Master invites you both inside for a talk," Hao Tian the Attendant said respectfully.

"Troubling you, Junior Brother Hao Tian." Zhunti pressed his palms together in thanks, then entered the source of the Great Desolation's Dao teachings alongside Jieyin.

On the high platform, the figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat upright, majestic and profound, as if he were the very embodiment of the Great Dao itself.

Even though the Two Sages of the West had already attained Sagehood, they still felt as insignificant as a single grain in the vast ocean before the Dao Ancestor.

"Disciple Jieyin (Zhunti) pays respects to Master," the two Sages said with solemn bows.

Hongjun's gaze fell upon them, calm and unruffled: "What is it?"

Zhunti stepped forward, his tone earnest yet tinged with gravity: "Master, after we two disciples attained Sagehood, we felt something stir in our hearts."

"The Western lands, ravaged long ago by Rahula's calamity, have shattered earth veins and withered spiritual energy. We wish to reshape Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind to restore the West."

He paused briefly, his expression turning troubled: "However... with our Sage power alone, the reformed continent would still be three parts weaker than the main Great Desolation world. Its foundation would fail to fully align, likely unsustainable in the long run."

"Thus... we disciples conceived a method—to emulate the supreme feat of Great God Pangu's Opening of Heaven and Earth!"

"Only by reshaping the West through an act of Heaven-Opening can it connect with the Great Desolation Origin, fully heal its ancient wounds, and revive its vitality."

"Therefore, we humbly beseech Master to grant permission for us two to travel up the River of Time, witness Pangu's grand spectacle of Heaven-Opening, and comprehend the true essence of that Great Dao!"

Hearing this, within Hongjun's ancient, still eyes, it seemed chaotic nebulas swirled.

He understood in his heart: "These two possess such resolve and ambition—to emulate Pangu's Heaven-Opening and reshape the West."

"Though this endeavor is fraught with peril, if successful, it would greatly benefit the Great Desolation Heaven and Earth, and be a boon to them as well."

"The Opening of Heaven and Earth was hard-won, yet destruction comes easily—Rahula's calamity is clear proof."

"Restoring the West and stabilizing the Great Desolation is also what the Heavenly Dao requires."

Having settled the matter in his mind, his expression remained indifferent: "If you wish to go to the time of Heaven-Opening, then go. This is your own path; no need to report it to me."

Zhunti did not immediately accept. Instead, he bowed again, his tone even more humble.

"Master, please see clearly. We two disciples know our Sage foundation is slightly lacking in perfection. Our Magic Power and Divine Abilities fall short compared to Senior Brothers of the Three Pure Ones and Senior Sister Nuwa."

"The source of the River of Time, where chaos remains undivided, and Pangu's divine might is vast and boundless—truly a place of great peril."

"Your disciples are fearful, worried our strength may not suffice. Thus, we boldly beg Master to issue a decree, ordering all six of us fellow disciples to go together."

"First, so all may comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven-Opening and share the opportunity; second, with more people, we can look out for one another, adding a measure of safety. We implore Master's approval!"

Hongjun's expression did not change, but his thoughts raced.

So this was their intent—to borrow the strength of the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa for the journey, essentially seeking companions to guard their path.

Truly afraid of death... Ahem, but cautious indeed.

He weighed Zhunti's request again, calculating inwardly: "To emulate Heaven-Opening and reshape the West—this is a grand vision. If achieved, it benefits the Heavenly Dao and stabilizes the Great Desolation. Very well..."

Hongjun gave a slight nod, his voice resounding through the Purple Cloud Palace and reaching all heavens: "Good. What you seek, I grant."

Immediately, a decree imbued with supreme Dao authority issued from the Purple Cloud Palace, echoing in the hearts of the Six Saints.

"Now that you have attained Sagehood, you must consider repaying the Great Desolation. Opening Heaven and Earth to expand the cosmos is the duty of a Sage."

"Yet before opening Heaven, you must comprehend the true essence of that act."

"I order you Six Saints to set forth at once, travel up the River of Time, witness the heroic bearing of Pangu's Opening of Heaven and Earth, and comprehend the Great Dao of chaos evolving into the Great Desolation! No delays!"

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.

A faint trace of understanding and self-evident pride flickered across Primeval Lord of Heaven's indifferent face.

"Witness Pangu Father God's Heaven-Opening? This is only proper. We Three Pure Ones, born from Father God's Primordial Spirit, should rightly revisit that ancient ground and comprehend the origin of the Great Dao."

He felt no resistance to this journey, instead seeing it as a supreme opportunity to deepen his own Pangu imprint.

Shouyang Mountain Eight Sceneries Palace.

Laozi continued his alchemy without pause.

As the Dao Ancestor's decree entered his heart, he slowly opened those ancient, still eyes that seemed to hold endless mysteries.

His gaze fell upon the furnace before him, a trace of regret creeping into his expression.

"This batch... it seems it can only reach the eighth turn."

Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.

Sect Master Tongtian's private thoughts churned, still mulling over whether to accept the Golden Crow as a disciple of the Severing Sect.

Such a major matter involved too many entanglements and causal threads; he could not decide immediately.

A divine decree descended, and a sharp glint flashed in Tongtian's eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"Very well, I'll go witness Father God's act of creation, stir my state of mind, and decide then."

At Fengqi Mountain.

Nuwa received the divine decree, but her delicate brows furrowed even tighter.

The ominous premonition about the Human Race that had been lingering in her heart became especially clear at this moment!

Why did the Teacher choose this exact time to issue such a decree?

Tracing the River of Time to witness the grand spectacle of creation was indeed a tremendous opportunity.

But the chaos at the source was violent, and Pangu's divine might was enough to crush time and space—the danger was unpredictable.

She vaguely felt that this journey was far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"The Teacher's decree cannot be disobeyed."

Nuwa sighed softly in her heart. Even one with Saintly Status must follow the will of the Heavenly Dao.

"Forget it. I'll act cautiously, not venture into dangerous places, and return in time. It should be fine."

She suppressed the unease in her heart. With a slight flick of her finger, an extremely subtle strand of Sacred Power of Creation silently merged into the depths of Fengqi Mountain's veins, becoming a silent guardian.

Six beams of saintly light—some majestic, some fierce, some peaceful, some compassionate, some indifferent, some lively—shot up from all corners of the Prehistoric World at almost the same moment.

Tearing through the barriers of time and space, they converged toward the source of the ever-flowing River of Time that spanned past, present, and future—the very beginning where chaos first split and Pangu raised his axe!

On the Sun Star, within the Sun Temple.

Lu Jun slowly opened his eyes.

Three hundred years!

A full three hundred years of frenzied devouring!

The endless, insatiable hunger that had felt like a cosmic black hole was finally sated!

"Hoo..."

A long breath, as if carrying the exhalation of a nebula, escaped his lips.

It even blew a brief vacuum zone within the scorching Sun Divine Fire.

He looked inward at his own body, at the boundless core of his "Dantian."

Now, it was no longer an empty abyss but filled with an indescribable "substance"!

It was True Sun Fire compressed billions of times, long since surpassing the form of flame.

It had transformed into an "energy slurry" flowing with a Dark Gold luster, its density reaching an inconceivable level!

Every drop of that "slurry" contained terrifying energy capable of incinerating an entire Minor Thousand World.

They flowed and rotated slowly at his core, like a miniature nebula vortex made of pure destructive force!

Strong!

Unprecedentedly strong!

With a flicker of thought, Lu Jun summoned a strand of energy slurry billions of times finer than a hair to his fingertip.

In an instant, the void around his fingertip silently collapsed and annihilated, forming a patch of absolute dark nothingness!

The Law of Space was as fragile as paper before it!

He could even clearly sense that if he were willing to release that single strand of energy, the explosive force it unleashed would be enough to crush an ordinary early-stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal on the spot!

And that was just one strand!

If he unleashed his full power...

Even a peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal would be shattered in an instant, and a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal would have no choice but to avoid his edge.

"The system is insane! This power... it's the ultimate weapon born for destruction!"

Lu Jun roared inwardly, filled with the thrill of controlling such might.

Those three hundred years of "eating" weren't wasted. Every second of devouring had been converted into this terrifying power, enough to shake the very foundations of the Prehistoric World!

His physical body was the strongest divine artifact.

His energy was the purest source of destruction!

"Too bad! This cultivation only replenished my energy deficit, but my realm hasn't improved in the slightest!"