Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect

"Your disciples shall heed Master's teachings!"

The two replied respectfully.

"Await the Dao Venerable's summons. The expansion is about to begin."

Hongjun's phantom dispersed.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged glances.

"The Dao Venerable does not favor petty cleverness. We should employ an Open Scheme."

"Indeed!"

Inside Pangu Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at one another.

Though they possessed no Primordial Spirits, their minds were clear.

Both Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao revered Chen Xuan.

The Three Pure Ones had Established Sect and sworn oaths to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan had once said: why could witches and demons not coexist?

Without Primordial Spirits, could they not achieve Body-Achieve Sainthood?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were moved.

Chen Xuan could help them attain the Dao!

Houtu spoke respectfully.

"Please guide us, Senior!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches straightened their backs and raised their heads.

Chen Xuan nodded, his aura gathering.

"Bzzz!"

The Primordial World rumbled.

Mythical Nuwa's phantom reappeared at the peak of the void.

"Bzzz!"

Chen Xuan held up the Primordial World with a single palm!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged stunned looks.

Holding up heaven and earth in one palm—he rivaled Father God Pangu!

Chen Xuan's power was no less than Pangu's!

His will covered the Primordial World as his decree descended.

"From this day onward, the Primordial World shall expand. With Mount Buzhou as its center, Mount Shouyang shall serve as the Divine Court's dao field!"

"Open!"

Chen Xuan fixed his gaze upon Mount Shouyang.

"Boom!"

A thunderous blast shook the skies as Mount Shouyang expanded in an instant.

Once like a pebble before Mount Buzhou, it now stood shoulder to shoulder with it.

The two mountains stood side by side, like twin pillars holding up the heavens!

"Bzzzz!"

The words "Divine Court" were inscribed upon Mount Shouyang.

The imposing force of those characters faintly surpassed even the Pangu Will upon Mount Buzhou!

Hongjun, Yang Mei, Yin-Yang, and the Five Elements appeared on Mount Shouyang.

The Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti arrived one after another.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi, and the Queen Mother of the West all came in succession.

"Bzzz!"

Chen Xuan descended with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Hongjun bowed.

"Greetings, Dao Venerable!"

Yang Mei, Yin-Yang, and the Five Elements stared at Chen Xuan, utterly shaken.

It was not because of Mythical Nuwa's beauty, but because they could not see through his cultivation!

They had once guessed that Chen Xuan had transcended heaven and earth.

Yet only upon truly seeing Chen Xuan did they understand the gap between them.

Chen Xuan was like the Primordial Chaos Origin, representing the mythological heaven and earth!

How could Chaos Demon Gods dare contend against the Primordial?

Hongjun coughed lightly. The three came to their senses and bowed together.

"Yang Mei, Five Elements, and Yin-Yang pay respects to the Dao Venerable!"

Chen Xuan nodded calmly, his gaze sweeping over Mount Shouyang and Mount Buzhou.

A doubt arose in his heart.

He had condensed Mount Shouyang into a Heavenly Pillar, intending to have humanity suppress the Pangu Will.

The Mythic Nuwa Template was about to end, and the next template remained unknown.

He needed the River of Humanity and humanity's fortune to support the Primordial World.

Yet the Pangu Will had not intervened?

Chen Xuan had clashed with Pangu twice before. He knew that though Pangu was no longer in the Primordial World, he remained aware of everything.

Pangu's intentions were unfathomable.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches encountered Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong met their gazes coldly.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi showed no weakness.

Both sides stood with swords drawn and bows bent.

"What are you looking at? If you refuse to accept it, then fight!"

Zhu Rong provoked them.

"If not for the Dao Venerable being here, why would my Demon Race fear the Witch Clan?"

Donghuang Taiyi shot back without yielding an inch, sneaking a glance at Chen Xuan.

It was not fear, but affection.

Di Jun was the same.

Houtu observed closely and sent a voice transmission to Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, and Zhu Jiuyin.

"A rival in love has appeared! Do not fight. The Primordial World has changed; we must find another path to win Senior's heart!"

The three were stunned. Sure enough, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's eyes brimmed with affection.

Zhu Rong roared angrily.

"Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Senior is the revered one of our Witch Clan. Withdraw from this competition, and I can let bygones be bygones!"

Everyone understood, but remained silent.

Hongjun turned a blind eye.

Though the Lich Cataclysm had vanished, the two sides were natural enemies and could never truly reconcile.

Tongtian looked toward Chen Xuan, his expression strange.

He had long known of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's affection for Nuwa.

Now Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, and Zhu Jiuyin had also become rivals in love.

Fight all you want. Only through diligent cultivation can one be worthy of the Dao Venerable!

Tongtian thought to himself.

"Come!"

Zhu Rong's aura erupted.

"A battle of techniques? The Witch Clan will oblige!"

Di Jiang was about to strike.

Chen Xuan's thoughts stirred.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Zhu Rong were sent flying.

Tongtian secretly rejoiced, thinking he was the one the Dao Venerable favored.

Bang!

Chen Xuan's thoughts stirred again, and Tongtian was sent flying.

"Your grand vow in establishing a sect was to seize a sliver of marriage fate from Heaven and Earth? Instead of cultivating properly, you spend all day indulging in wild thoughts!"

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi burst into laughter.

Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, and Zhu Jiuyin laughed as well.

"You thought the Dao Venerable favored you? Give up while you still can!"

Di Jiang was about to speak when he saw Chen Xuan narrow his eyes and hurriedly shut his mouth.

Chen Xuan was helpless.

The ancestral witches, the Three Pure Ones, and the demon race were all thick-skinned, unafraid of death, and steadfast in their Dao Hearts.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had established the Demon Race Heavenly Court for the sake of proving the Dao.

The Witch Clan revered Pangu, likewise for the Dao.

Tongtian had founded Jiejiao to seek a chance of survival for all living beings.

Yet now, he had changed course for Nuwa, vying for her heart.

Chen Xuan changed his strategy.

"The primordial world will expand. Whoever contributes the most, I will grant them a chance to pursue her."

"Really?"

Di Jiang, Tongtian, and Donghuang Taiyi spoke in unison.

"Really."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, The template is nearly exhausted. When the time comes, I can just fob them off.

"We obey the Dao Venerable's command. We will surely fulfill our mission!"

The three of them swore solemn oaths, brimming with love.

Chen Xuan did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes toward the void.

"Buzz!"

Space tore apart, and a breathtaking figure stepped out.

Nuwa drifted down to the ground.

"Nuwa greets Elder Sister!"

She smiled at Chen Xuan.

Hongjun, Yang Mei, the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi all looked toward Nuwa.

Hongjun exclaimed in shock.

"You... have broken through the shackles of a Heavenly Dao Sage?"

Laozi was stunned.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, why is your aura so transcendent?"

Yuanshi took over.

"Why does it carry a trace of a charm that transcends heaven and earth?"

Chen Xuan merely smiled without speaking. He knew the reason behind Nuwa's transformation.

Nuwa clasped her fists and said playfully.

"Thank you, Elder Sister! The Human Dao stands above the Heavenly Dao. I entered into a Heavenly Marriage with Elder Sister's younger brother, Chen Xuan, and became tainted with the Primordial Chaos Origin."

"Thus, my Dao Fruit rose to the Ninth Heaven of Sainthood, slightly surpassing the laws of heaven and earth!"

The moment those words fell, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jiang, and Tongtian were dumbfounded.

Marriage?

Tongtian blurted out.

"Dao Venerable, you..."

"Bang!"

With a thought from Chen Xuan, Tongtian was sent flying.

Di Jiang hurriedly covered his mouth.

Nuwa giggled and explained.

"I entered into a Heavenly Marriage with Elder Sister's younger brother, Chen Xuan."

"Borrowing Elder Sister's Primordial Chaos Origin, with the Human Dao standing above the Heavenly Dao, my Dao Fruit soared!"

Hongjun smiled bitterly.

He had endured countless tribulations, merged with the Heavenly Dao, and worked with painstaking diligence.

Yet he could not compare to Nuwa transcending it all with a single kiss.

Yang Mei, Yin-Yang, and Five Elements, however, were excited.

To transcend heaven and earth was the Dao aspiration they had pursued all their lives!

Yang Mei especially so. A Grand Unity Golden Immortal might seem transcendent, but it was not true transcendence.

Nuwa's transformation made him look forward to the expansion of the primordial world.

Chen Xuan swept his gaze over everyone.

The greatest powers of the primordial world had gathered. The expansion could begin.

"Buzz!"

With a thought, the aura of a supreme void treasure condensed.

A Starry Sky Atlas spread across the heavens.

Within the sphere of light lay the auras of countless Great Thousand Worlds—the Primordial World itself.

Outside the sphere, colored motes drifted about: Middle Thousand Worlds and Lesser Thousand Worlds.

Far away stretched a patch of chaos, gray and hazy, its aura obscured.

Chen Xuan explained.

"The white sphere is the Primordial World. The colored motes are Middle Thousand Worlds and Lesser Thousand Worlds."

"The gray chaos conceals unknown auras."

The Three Pure Ones and the other Innate Beings focused their senses on investigating, yet found nothing.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches sensed even less. Their Primordial Spirits were incomplete, leaving them unable to peer into the worlds.

Hongjun, Yang Mei, and the other Chaos Demon Gods extended their Divine Senses into the gray chaos.

Yet they were blocked by an energy that transcended the Primordial World.

Hongjun sent a voice transmission to Chen Xuan.

"Dao Venerable, this place is..."

"Just as you think."

Chen Xuan replied.

Yang Mei sent a voice transmission.

"Even the Dao Venerable cannot break it open?"

Chen Xuan's thoughts rang within Yang Mei's Divine Sense.

"If it is broken, the Primordial World will shatter. It must devour Middle Thousand Worlds and Lesser Thousand Worlds to increase the Primordial World's origin."

Yang Mei respectfully said.

"Thank you, Dao Venerable, for clearing my doubts. My realm is still insufficient."

Nuwa pointed at a colored mote.

"Elder sister, the origins of these Middle Thousand Worlds are too weak. They can hardly bear our descent."

Laozi echoed her.

"Dao Venerable, I probed a Middle Thousand World with my Divine Sense. With the slightest carelessness, I could destroy it."

Chen Xuan gave a wry smile and looked at Nuwa.

"Younger sister, you are at the Ninth Heaven of Sainthood, just a tiny bit beyond heaven and earth, yet you cannot even control the aura of your Divine Sense?"

Nuwa stuck out her tongue and said playfully.

"I forgot!"

Chen Xuan smiled at Nuwa.

She was becoming more and more humanlike. Excellent!

The Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and the others furrowed their brows, deep in thought.

They were bound by the laws of the Primordial World and could not break through.

To cross that boundary and descend upon other Middle Thousand Worlds—how could that be easy?

Just as Di Jun was about to speak and ask, a strange humming suddenly resounded through the void.

With a thought from Chen Xuan, the Starry Sky Atlas bloomed with boundless radiance.

Hundreds of millions of motes glittered like stars, and a breathtaking sight emerged!

Within the void, countless planar worlds condensed into being like phantoms.

Di Jun's gaze locked onto one of those planes.

It was a Dou Qi World that lay between a Lesser Thousand World and a Middle Thousand World!

Within the Dou Qi World, a familiar scene was playing out.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never mock a poor young man!

The youth was named Xiao Yan.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was fulfilling the oath he had made long ago at the Cloud Mist Sect!

At the summit of the Cloud Mist Sect in the Dou Qi World, one person lay collapsed on the ground, their aura faint.

A youth stood tall and spirited, his dou qi transforming into galloping steeds.

An aura at the peak of the Dou King realm swirled around him.

This youth was none other than Xiao Yan, the child of fortune of the Dou Qi World.

Following at his side was a Dou Emperor expert, even stronger than him.

Opposite them, several hundred figures stood in solemn silence.

Among them was a woman of breathtaking beauty.

She was the Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect.