The Primordial World Is Truly About to Change!

Outside Pangu Hall, in the dense forests of the Central Continent.

Atop a bonfire a million zhang high, hundreds of demon beasts were roasting.

Three-headed Golden Lions and Purple-horned Thunder Tigers—all were Primordial delicacies.

Yet without any seasoning, they seemed rather bland.

Buzz! With a grasp through the air, Chen Xuan gathered hundreds of Immortal Herbs and Spiritual Roots.

In a single thought, he blended them into a hundred dipping sauces.

Their fragrance instantly filled the forest, making mouths water.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches drooled freely, marveling without end.

"Senior, you are so skilled at cooking. Why not become Dao Companions with me?" Zhu Rong said excitedly, the affection in his eyes utterly undisguised.

Di Jiang too wished to speak. "Senior, I—"

Zhu Jiuyin cut him off. "Senior, my heart was stirred the moment I first saw you!"

The Ancestral Witches loved food, and Chen Xuan's display had completely conquered them.

His bearing was peerless, his cultivation unmatched, he had ties to Pangu, and he was even a master of cuisine!

Who wouldn't be moved by such a person?

Chen Xuan sighed helplessly. Bang! Bang! Bang! The three of them flew away.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, beneath Mount Shouyang.

The territories of the Mythic Humans and the Primordial Humans met here.

"Watch closely. This is the Grand Clarity Immortal Method—the Law of Fire!" An old man condensed a fireball in his hand.

Smack! Shen Yi, chieftain of the Mythic Humans, extinguished the fireball with a slap.

He said solemnly, "Old sir, look over there!"

The old man followed his gaze and saw rows upon rows of wooden houses.

"What is wrong with that?" the old man asked, puzzled.

Shen Yi said in a deep voice, "Playing with fire beneath wooden houses—are you trying to burn down our human homeland?"

He continued, "Old sir, you came to impart the Dao, and this is what you teach? How can the Fireball Technique be so simplistic?"

Shen Yi summoned a Mythic Human. "You are the weakest of our race. Demonstrate the Fireball Technique for the old sir."

Buzz! Lightning, electricity, and fire—the three laws gathered in that person's palm and transformed into a fireball.

Shen Yi said smugly, "Now this is the Fireball Technique! Why can't the Law of Fire incorporate three laws?"

Shen Er laughed. "Old sir, one must draw inferences from one instance. If you do not advance, you fall behind—this is Empress Nuwa's teaching!"

The old man was vexed. He was none other than Taishang Laojun.

He had been imparting the Dao at Mount Shouyang for more than ten years, yet had achieved nothing.

The one who had just demonstrated the Fireball Technique was merely a Mystic Immortal!

A Mystic Immortal could actually fuse multiple laws?

Taishang Laojun could not understand it. How could this be?

He had originally intended to attain sainthood among the Mythic Humans, starting from a higher point than Nuwa.

Yet after more than ten years, he had made no progress. The Mythic Humans disdained the Grand Clarity Immortal Method.

"Forget it. I'll go impart the Dao to the Primordial Humans!" Taishang Laojun gave up and headed for the Primordial Humans.

Watching Taishang Laojun leave, Shen Yi sighed. "The old sir is far too stubborn."

Shen Er nodded. "I'm afraid he'll suffer setbacks even among the Primordial Humans."

An elder said, "The Primordial Humans have been taught by our people and have long since been reborn. The old sir will likely leave in disgrace again."

At a Primordial Human tribe, Taishang Laojun arrived.

He let out a breath of relief. "At last, I've found normal humans."

The Mythic Humans were simply a pack of monsters!

Dao Venerable, this disciple cannot teach the Mythic Humans and can only settle for second best. I hope you will understand! Taishang Laojun thought.

The Primordial Humans were cultivating. Pan Yi and Pan Er were instructing several people.

Boom! A True Immortal unleashed the Five Heavenly Thunders, condensing Golden Thunder.

Boom! Wood Thunder, Water Thunder, Fire Thunder, and Earth Thunder emerged in succession.

Taishang Laojun's spirits soared at the sight.

He was well versed in the Method of Five Thunders. Because he was proficient in the Pill Dao and deeply understood Lightning Tribulations, he was confident he could teach it.

Just as he was about to step forward, smack!

Pan Yi struck the True Immortal on the head. "What did Brother Shen Yi teach you? Have you forgotten? Draw inferences from one instance! Who says the five thunders can only have five kinds?"

Pan Yi's Primordial Unity Golden Immortal power surged as he formed a hand seal.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Six peals of thunder shook the void.

Beyond the five thunders of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the sixth thunder technique fused the Five Elements.

"Now this is the Five Elements Thunder Method. Have you learned it?" Pan Yi shouted.

Taishang Laojun's outstretched foot froze in midair.

Seeing him, Pan Yi smiled. "Old sir, you've been watching for quite a while. Interested? I'll teach you!"

Taishang Laojun coughed dryly. "No need." He turned and left.

Behind Mount Shouyang, Taishang Laojun sat blankly, his eyes hollow.

"A dignified member of the Three Pure Ones, of Pangu's true lineage, with Quasi-Sage cultivation—and I can't even teach the Mythic Humans?"

"The Primordial Humans are the same. Their talent is far inferior to that of the Mythic Humans, yet they too look down on my Dao!"

"I'm good for nothing!" Taishang Laojun mocked himself.

For more than ten years, he had painstakingly preached the Dao, only to gain nothing.

The Mythic Humans possessed heaven-defying talent; even Earth Immortals could comprehend the laws of the Great Dao!

Taishang Laojun's entire worldview collapsed as he recalled Chen Xuan's grand vow when he created the Mythic Humans:

"I am Mythic Nuwa. Today, I shall let the Yan and Huang Human Race spread branches and leaves! Dragon Lurking in the Abyss, Phoenix Soaring the Nine Heavens, Auspicious Qilin—I grant the human race equal talent! The Witch Clan possesses powerful bodies but lacks wisdom; the Demon Race enjoys long lifespans but has lost all reverence. I grant the human race strong physiques, boundless wisdom, and the path to immortality! You are born free, become immortals upon standing upon the earth, and make your names shake the primordial world—Mythic Humans, Descendants of Yan and Huang!"

Taishang Laojun sighed. "The human race's Dao is the Dao Venerable's Dao. How could I possibly teach it?"

"The Mythic Humans are born with Dao Bodies, inheriting the Dao of the Mythic World. They can comprehend the Dao from all things!"

His Dao Heart crumbled, and his aura withered.

"Steady your Dao Heart!" Chen Xuan's divine thought suddenly rang out.

Outside Pangu Hall, flames blazed within the dense forest, while the fragrance of roasted meat drifted far and wide.

After being blasted away by Chen Xuan, Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, and Zhu Jiuyin had returned, yet they still kept sneaking glances at him.

Helpless, Chen Xuan confined the three within a spatial prison, finally gaining some peace and quiet.

Gnawing on roasted meat, Houtu asked, "Senior, is there a solution to the Witch Clan's path of the Primordial Spirit?"

At the same time, Chen Xuan's divine thought sounded in Taishang Laojun's sea of consciousness: "Hold fast to your Dao Heart. The Dao itself has its Dao!"

He looked at Houtu and smiled. "If the Witch Clan possessed Primordial Spirits, they would no longer be the Witch Clan."

Chen Xuan divided his attention between two matters with effortless ease.

He bore the Mythic Nuwa Template and controlled the Heavenly Dao Origin of the primordial world; heaven and earth lay entirely within his grasp.

The instant Taishang Laojun's Dao Heart collapsed, Chen Xuan noticed.

He had never expected Taishang Laojun to be "tormented" so badly by the human race.

The Mythic Humans were born with Dao Bodies and needed no cultivation methods; cultivation methods would instead become shackles.

Influenced by the Mythic Humans, the Primordial Humans had long since shed their mortal shells and been reborn.

How could Taishang Laojun preach the Dao to them? No wonder his Dao Heart had collapsed.

At Mount Shouyang, Chen Xuan's divine thought exploded forth, stabilizing Taishang Laojun's Dao Heart.

Cold sweat streamed down Taishang Laojun's face as he bowed. "This student thanks the Dao Venerable for his grace!"

As he savored the words, "The Dao itself has its Dao," he realized that the human race's Dao still lacked the way of human civilization.

Within the dense forest of Pangu Hall, the system prompt appeared:

Congratulations, Host, for saving Taishang Laojun's Dao Heart, triggering the Pill Heart Dao Body. The power of Billions of Immortal Herbs and Spiritual Roots tempers the mind.

Chen Xuan withdrew his Divine Sense. Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches agreed. "A Witch Clan without Primordial Spirits is the true Witch Clan!"

Zhu Rong said excitedly, "Senior is a true kindred spirit of the Witch Clan. Why not with me—"

"Bang!" Zhu Rong flew out once more.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were so frightened that they fell silent, secretly swearing that they would move Chen Xuan's heart.

Houtu worriedly asked, "When the Witch-Demon War comes, what will become of the Witch Clan's fate?"

Chen Xuan smiled. "Why must the Witches and Demons fight?"

"Now that the primordial world has expanded, Sages are no longer the endpoint. The Ancestral Witches can prove the Dao to become Grand Unity Golden Immortals through their immense power. Why not coexist with the Demon Race?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches breathed rapidly, too shocked for words.

At Mount Shouyang, Taishang Laojun abruptly opened his eyes, divine light shooting forth.

"The Dao itself has its Dao! The human race needs the way of human civilization!" He bowed in thanks excitedly.

A River of Humanity condensed in the void, and Taishang Laojun's figure instantly shifted to the mountaintop.

"The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name..." he recited aloud.

The Eight Sceneries Palace Lantern illuminated the void, while the Coiled Dragon Staff wrote: "Human!"

"Rumble!" Golden Light of Merit descended from the heavens, enveloping Taishang Laojun.

The aura of the River of Humanity surged wildly, faintly standing shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Dao.

Taishang Laojun continued writing: "War! Life! Death! Earth! Civilization! Teachings! Great Dao! Laws!"

The River of Humanity roared as words condensed within it!

A heaven-shaking spectacle blossomed across the void.

"Boom!"

A deafening crash tore through the heavens.

Within the River of Humanity, a hazy figure slowly emerged.

That peerlessly stunning face took everyone's breath away.

Below her waist, an emerald snake tail coiled and wound, radiating boundless majesty.

In her right hand, she tightly gripped a divine staff flowing with endless mysteries.

This was none other than the incarnation of Mythical Nuwa!

Nuwa's phantom stood in the air, and heaven and earth trembled before her.

The River of Humanity's momentum soared to its peak, vast and boundless.

The Heavenly Dao Will transformed into Golden Boy, bowing his head and retreating.

How could all living beings not be astonished?

The Heavenly Dao was actually clearing the way for Mythical Nuwa!

"Greetings, Empress Nuwa!"

The Mythic Humans and Primordial Humans all knelt down together, kowtowing devoutly.

At the same moment, Taishang Laojun flourished his brush in midair, its strokes dancing like dragons and serpents.

A full three thousand characters, each one a pearl of wisdom, floated in the void.

"Boom!"

The three thousand words scattered like stars and merged into the River of Humanity.

In an instant, the River of Humanity burst forth with dazzling divine light.

This radiance blotted out the sky and covered the earth, shrouding the Primordial World.

It gently spread over the human race, passing down the sparks of civilization.

From this day onward, Human Dao rose up, surpassing the Heavenly Dao!

"Boom!"

Another tremendous crash rang out as Taishang Laojun's aura surged explosively.

The might of a Saint was brilliant and impossible to behold directly.

Even more astonishingly, he had attained Sainthood.

Yet he had not relied upon the Heavenly Dao Origin, but the origin of Human Dao!

With a thought, Taishang Laojun suddenly saw the light.

This was the supreme Great Dao Chen Xuan had bestowed upon him!

He had become the Teacher of Human Dao!

As long as humanity endured, he would remain eternal and indestructible.

So long as Human Dao remained unextinguished, his Saintly Dao would likewise remain unextinguished.

The more Human Dao flourished, the more his Saintly Dao would flourish!

Taishang Laojun's path to Sainthood had not yet reached its end; the future held limitless promise.

"This disciple thanks the Dao Venerable for your grace!"

Taishang Laojun gave the phantom of Nuwa a deep bow.

Then he gathered his aura, his great vow resounding through heaven and earth.

"Dao Venerable above, I, Taishang Laojun, establish the Human Teachings today. I shall be the teacher of humanity, revitalize Human Dao, and beseech the Dao Venerable to bear witness!"

"Boom!"

Thunder boomed across the heavens.

The three sacred artifacts of the Human Teachings—the Vajra Bracelet, Soaring Sword, and Xuanyuan Sword—appeared alongside the Divine Stele of Human Teachings.

The Human Teachings were established, and Taishang Laojun became a Saint!

At the same time, atop Kunlun Mountain, another aura shot into the skies.

Yuanshi Tianzun solemnly made his vow.

"Dao Venerable above, I, Yuanshi, establish the Chan Teachings today, expounding the mysteries of mythology and advancing the great undertaking of enlightenment!"

"Boom!"

Sage might gathered as Yuanshi attained the Dao and became a saint.

The gazes of countless living beings across the primordial world converged upon Kunlun Mountain and Mount Shouyang.

Immediately afterward, another aura soared into the heavens.

Tongtian Jiaozhu proclaimed in a booming voice.

"Dao Venerable above, I, Tongtian, establish Jiejiao today, to seize a thread of affinity between Heaven and Earth, that all beings may live without regret!"

"Boom!"

The might of a saint emerged once more as Tongtian attained the Dao and became a saint.

Yet Tongtian's great vow burst across the primordial world like a thunderclap.

Countless beings whispered among themselves.

"Saint Tongtian intends to seize the affinities of Heaven and Earth?"

"I heard that Mythical Nuwa has recently appeared in the primordial world and created the Mythic Humans!"

"Could he be referring to the Dao Venerable?"

Before the discussion could cease, an ethereal voice drifted down from beyond the Thirty-three Heavens.

"Dao Venerable above, I, Hongjun, make this great vow today: may I unravel the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, return to myth, follow the Dao Venerable, and cultivate the Dao for countless years for the primordial world!"

Heaven and Earth fell silent in an instant.

Demonic beasts froze in place, while Innate Beings gazed up at the void.

The Three Pure Ones had established sects one after another, attaining sainthood one after another.

This was the supreme Dao pursued by the living beings of the primordial world.

But the one who truly left all beings shaken was Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

He had actually sworn an oath to the Dao Venerable?

The primordial world revered him as the Dao Ancestor, yet today he declared the Dao Venerable above him!

The Venerable came before the Ancestor!

The hearts of the primordial world's beings surged like waves, their shock impossible to quell.

The great vows of the Three Pure Ones all honored the Dao Venerable.

Beyond the Thirty-three Heavens, within Purple Cloud Palace, four figures sat facing one another.

Hongjun sat at the head, while the other three were old friends.

Ancestor Yang Mei, Yin Yang Daoist, and Ancestor Wu Xing.

During the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, Hongjun had once invited the three to join him against Demon Ancestor Rahu.

In the end, Hongjun emerged victorious. Yang Mei was grievously wounded, while Yin Yang and Wu Xing were left with only their true spirits.

After Hongjun attained the Dao, he used the River of Creation to revive Yin Yang and Wu Xing.

Yang Mei, however, had chosen the path of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal, defying the rules of the primordial world.

When Pangu created the Heavens, he set down the laws of Heaven and Earth; the Chaos Demon Gods were bound to suffer suppression.

If Yang Mei remained in the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao and Pangu Will within Mount Buzhou would press down upon him without end.

Thus, Yang Mei secluded himself within the chaos of the Thirty-six Heavens.

At this moment, Ancestor Wu Xing stared at Hongjun and asked in astonishment.

"Hongjun, you actually bowed your head to Mythical Nuwa?"

Yin Yang Daoist was equally puzzled.

"With your shrewdness, could there be some hidden reason?"

Hongjun did not answer. Instead, he smiled at Yang Mei.

"Yang Mei, what insight do you have into the primordial world as it is now?"

Yang Mei shifted his body and said solemnly.

"The suppression the primordial world exerts upon me is actually weakening."

"What?"

Yin Yang and Wu Xing cried out in unison.

They knew full well how the primordial world rejected the Chaos Demon Gods.

The Heavenly Dao Origin was connected to Pangu Will, its suppression merciless.

Yet Yang Mei claimed that the pressure was easing?

"It truly is weakening."

Yang Mei was certain.

Yin-Yang and Five Elements were baffled.

"Why hadn't we sensed anything at all?"

Hongjun glanced at the two of them and replied calmly.

"Yang Mei is a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. You two are merely at the peak of the Quasi-Sage realm—how could you possibly sense it?"

After pondering for a moment, Yang Mei asked Hongjun.

"You once said that Pangu had not fallen. Is that true?"

At the mention of "Pangu," Yin-Yang and Five Elements stiffened.

During the Chaos era, Pangu had slain three thousand Demon Gods with a single axe strike.

One axe blow had split open Chaos Heaven!

The Great Dao of Strength encompassed the Three Thousand Great Daos!

Had Hongjun not warned them at the last moment, the three of them would have perished long ago.

Chaos Demon Gods repaid every kindness and avenged every grudge.

That was why they had helped Hongjun fight Rahula.

Hongjun nodded, his gaze deep.

Yang Mei, Yin-Yang, and Five Elements spoke in unison.

"Primordial Chaos!"

Hongjun shook his head and said slowly.

"Dao Venerable comes from the Mythic World. Primordial Chaos is myth itself."

"Pangu did not shatter the Primordial Chaos. He should be in the highest heaven of Chaos."

The three fell silent, digesting his words.

After a long while, Yang Mei asked.

"How does Dao Venerable's strength compare to Pangu's?"

Hongjun answered frankly.

"Unknown, but they should be evenly matched."

"Dao Venerable can traverse the river of time."

Yin-Yang and Five Elements were disdainful.

"Didn't you and Yang Mei also traverse the river of time?"

Hongjun and Yang Mei sneered in unison.

Yang Mei said.

"Our river of time is limited to the Primordial World."

"What Dao Venerable traverses is the river of time that runs through the entire cosmos, encompassing the past, the present, the future, and even all heaven and earth!"

Reverence filled Hongjun's expression.

"Dao Venerable stands at the pinnacle of the dawn of heaven and earth."

"With a single thought, she can create immeasurable Pangu's Creation of the Heavens."

"With a single thought, she can evolve all the way to the end of the Pangu Era."

"With a single thought, she can create hundreds of millions of Pangu worlds!"

"Dao Venerable has no need for rules. All things can become the Dao."

"What she thinks is real, and what she imagines is illusion."

"With a single thought, she can turn reality into void and make everything vanish."

"Dao Venerable's thoughts are everything!"

Hongjun's eyes were filled with yearning.

When he first met Mythical Nuwa, he had been utterly awestruck.

He had been born in Chaos, but his Dao lay in the Primordial World.

When he merged with the Heavenly Dao, he had wished to reshape Chaos, not destroy the Primordial World.

He held deep feelings for the Primordial World.

Yet Chen Xuan's Dao had shown him an even higher ultimate path!

When the Heavenly Dao transformed into Golden Boy and knelt before Chen Xuan, Hongjun no longer hesitated.

He pursued the ultimate path!

"Dao Venerable knows every thought and idea we have at every moment."

"The Primordial World is about to undergo an expansion of its origin. Are you willing to follow Dao Venerable, witness the ultimate path, and face Pangu?"

Yang Mei, Yin Yang, and Five Elements exchanged glances, then nodded in unison.

Meanwhile, in the Netherworld Blood Sea, Old Ancestor Minghe's face was filled with resentment.

"Why did the Dao Venerable let Nuwa create humans and become a Saint?"

"Why can the Three Pure Ones Establish Sect and become Saints, while I, Minghe, cannot?"

He threw back his head and roared in fury.

After roaring, he hurriedly covered his mouth.

He was afraid Chen Xuan might hear him.

Hunpeng was the number-one coward of the Primordial World, and Minghe came second.

Yet he failed to notice the undercurrents surging beneath the Blood Sea.

A force beyond the Primordial World silently enveloped the Blood Sea.

In its depths, countless corpses of Chaos Demon Gods churned and rolled.

Minghe had been born from the Blood Sea, yet he had never set foot in its deepest reaches.

It was not that he did not know of them—he simply did not dare!

Deep within lay an aura that made fear seep into his very bones.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in his Divine Sense.

"Come to the depths of the Blood Sea. I shall help you fulfill your wish."

Minghe froze, then was overcome with wild joy.

He sensed a closeness within his bloodline.

"Buzz!"

Minghe's figure vanished into the depths of the Blood Sea.

He did not realize that even Chen Xuan had failed to sense this force.

Deep within the dense forest of Pangu Hall.

The River of Humanity stood towering and majestic, surpassing the Heavenly Dao.

The phantom of Mythical Nuwa hung in the void.

The Heavenly Dao transformed into a Golden Boy and lowered its head to make way.

Though the Twelve Ancestral Witches had incomplete Primordial Spirits, their hearts were clear as mirrors.

They all looked toward Chen Xuan.

They knew Hongjun's temperament better than anyone.

Without an overwhelming advantage, how could Hongjun possibly lower his head?

Chen Xuan's strength exceeded all imagination!

When the Three Pure Ones Established Sect, they had all sworn oaths to Chen Xuan.

Even the Heavenly Dao had yielded the way for Chen Xuan.

A system notification rang out in Chen Xuan's Divine Sense.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for achieving Human Dao Supreme. Reward: Mythic Dao Body, which will improve along with the template."

Chen Xuan was delighted, and his gaze swept toward the west.

"It is time for those two to Establish Sect."

With a thought, he said, "Yang Mei, Yin Yang, and Five Elements have emerged into the world. The Divine Court may now be established."

Upon Mount Sumeru, two great vows shook heaven and earth.

"Dao Venerable above, I, Jieyin, and Zhunti, hereby establish the Western Teachings. We vow to ferry all living beings across!"

"When I become Buddha, living beings throughout the billions upon billions of worlds in the ten directions shall all be able to become pratyekabuddhas and hearers; none shall be able to count the number of people in my land!"

"When I become Buddha, living beings in the ten directions who awaken the Bodhi Heart, uphold the precepts, cultivate virtue, and wish to be born in my land—I shall surely guide them to the stage of non-retrogression!"

"When I become Buddha, living beings in the ten directions who sincerely recite my name ten times shall surely attain rebirth, save only those guilty of the five heinous offenses and slander!"

"When I become Buddha, all those in my land shall hear the Dharma as they wish and attain perfect freedom!"

The Western Eighteen Great Vows resounded throughout the Primordial World, witnessed jointly by heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Golden merit surged like an ocean, blanketing Mount Sumeru.

The severed spiritual veins instantly revived, bursting forth with life.

Jieyin and Zhunti's auras soared as they attained the Dao and became Saints!

Around Mount Sumeru, billions of spirit beasts were touched by the holy light.

Beasts gained spiritual intelligence, spirit beasts rose in rank, and innate bloodlines grew stronger.

The disciples under Jieyin and Zhunti were washed in merit.

The desolate Mount Sumeru took on the splendor of an immortal realm.

The Primordial Divine Wood brimmed with life once more.

All the disciples bowed in unison.

"Greetings, two Saints!"

Jieyin and Zhunti nodded, then spoke privately through transmission.

"Senior Brother, from now on, do we follow the Dao Venerable or Master?"

"Of course we follow the Dao Venerable! When the Three Pure Ones Established Sect, they all revered the Dao Venerable—even Master is the same!"

Jieyin and Zhunti had long known of Mythical Nuwa's name.

Chen Xuan had created the Mythic Humans, stirring the Heavenly Dao.

They had once hesitated: should they swear their oaths to the Heavenly Dao, or to the Dao Venerable?

When Hongjun became the first to swear an oath to Chen Xuan, they decisively followed suit.

"Senior Brother, if Master promotes the Dao Venerable, will the structure of the Primordial World change?"

"It certainly will!"

Jieyin pondered.

"I wonder if there's anything in it for us to snatch? Doing things without profit is not the way of our Western Land."

"Precisely!"

Suddenly, an explosion rang out in their Divine Sense.

"Short-sighted rats!"

Hongjun's will descended upon Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin and Zhunti hurriedly bowed.

"Greetings, Master!"

Hongjun's phantom looked grave.

"The Primordial World is about to undergo its greatest expansion. If you wish to break the shackles of Sainthood, put away your petty cleverness. The Dao Venerable does not like it!"

The two were shaken to their cores, then immediately overjoyed.

Break the shackles of Sainthood?

A Saint's Dao Fruit was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao; they were already at the summit of the Primordial World.

Yet Hongjun said there was still a chance to break through!

The Primordial World was truly about to see heaven and earth overturned!