His dominance was unparalleled. The three Great Bodhisattvas retreated step by step; even with their treasures upon them, they were suppressed by the Qiankun Dao Principles.
Everyone present wore different expressions, their hearts shaken. This Qiankun Dao Ancestor was far too terrifying. Without producing a single treasure, he could suppress all beings through the Qiankun Great Dao alone.
"This is the Dao Ancestor level?"
A sharp gleam appeared in Lu Ya's eyes. He had likewise switched to the Human Clan's new method, attaining the rank of Grand Luo Emperor and reforging the Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber into an Ultimate Emperor Weapon.
Under the ancient methods, Slaying Three Corpses to become a saint, proving the Dao with strength, and proving the Dao through merit all led to Primordial Saints.
He had once seen true saints. With a turn of the hand, they summoned clouds; with another, rain. Whether authority, status, or divine abilities, an Ancestor of the Dao was absolutely no weaker than the saints before the Heavenly Dao Collapse!
He had chosen the right path.
"This Dao Ancestor level really is absurd. Golden Cicada said there was an opportunity. Where is this opportunity supposed to come from?"
Buddha Ancestor Wutian frowned tightly and surveyed his surroundings. Though he was willing to remake heaven and earth and reshape the Thirty-three Heavens, he did not wish to fall into the hands of a Dao Ancestor like Qiankun Dao Ancestor.
Yet Golden Cicada, who had urged him to act earlier, had still not shown himself?
Too strange.
Could Golden Cicada have been fooling him?
Buddha Ancestor Wutian narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze across everyone present, lingering briefly upon Su Changqing, who stood atop Spirit Mountain.
Worthy of being the Nine Realms' First Divine General, Great Emperor Changqing truly possessed extraordinary bearing.
Unfortunately,