Hongjun Appears, Sacred Might Draws the Diagram

A single, simple sentence, yet it left the three thousand mortal guests of Purple Cloud Palace utterly frozen, none daring to move an inch!

For they felt an overwhelming pressure in that voice—like the might of Heaven itself—and a thought arose in their hearts: if they resisted, death was certain!!

"A Saint has arrived!!!"

The next moment, Haotian shouted, and before the six purple prayer mats, a cloud appeared. Upon that cloud sat a single Daoist!

The three thousand mortal guests of Purple Cloud Palace were instantly shocked. What level of power was this? The Daoist had appeared, and none of them had even noticed!

All the great figures present were the pinnacle of the Primordial Era, yet none had detected the Daoist's arrival.

But they dared not look at the Daoist, for one must not gaze upon a Saint's countenance—that would be the gravest disrespect.

The Daoist did nothing at all, merely sat there, his aura vast as Heaven and Earth, causing every heart present to tremble.

Inside the livestream room.

"Holy crap!! That's terrifying. Is this what a Saint is? I just peed my pants..."

"Mom asked me why I'm watching the stream on my knees. I showed her, and now my whole family is watching on their knees!"

"As expected of a Saint! Just his aura alone crosses worlds and makes us afraid. Good thing I'm not in the Primordial Era, or I'd probably be dead."

"Well said. But the streamer's the real MVP. The moment I think about a Saint personally preaching the Dao to us, I get hyped!!"

Inside the Myriad Heavens Chat Group.

Keisha: Who... is this person... Why does this King's heart tremble? Just his aura alone is this powerful...

Chen San: What the hell do you know! This is the most powerful figure in our great Chinese mythology! The Dao Ancestor!! The ancestor of all cultivators!!

Hu Yifei: Dali asked me why I'm watching the group video on my knees. I told her, and now she's on her knees too...

Richest Man in America Tony: No wonder the East is the most mysterious place. If someone like this existed back then, how would that little Island Country have dared to invade a hundred years ago?

True Person Ziyin: Such a powerful figure... is a model for our generation! The faith we pursue!!

"We greet the Saint! May the Saint be blessed!!" Everyone inside Purple Cloud Palace knelt and shouted.

But Chen Tian did not. Why? Because this rascal had actually pulled out the Primordial Divine Brush!

Hongjun simply watched him, ignoring the three thousand mortal guests. The next moment, Chen Tian moved. Wherever the Primordial Divine Brush passed, the Saint's might dissipated—not gone, but absorbed into the brush!

Only then did everyone react. The Three Pure Ones were greatly alarmed.

"Disciple, what are you doing! This is the gravest disrespect! Apologize to the Saint at once." Laozi quickly stood up, but the next second, it was as if an invisible hand pressed him back down.

"No matter." Just as Laozi was bewildered, Hongjun's voice rang out.

Everyone saw Hongjun watching Chen Tian with interest. Then he waved his hand, and the high mountain beneath Zhunti rose again. Strands of Dao Charm coiled around Jieyin, and instantly, Jieyin was restored to his former state!

Nuwa stared in shock at this scene, because... this was the Law of Creation!!

"Thank you..."

"Shh..." Just as Jieyin was about to thank Hongjun, Hongjun pressed a finger to his lips, making a silencing gesture.

Then, Hongjun continued watching Chen Tian. Jieyin also quietly observed him.

And Chen Tian remained immersed in his own world! The Primordial Divine Brush in his hand moved with strokes and flicks, gathering the Saint's might into itself!

"I understand!" Chen Tian murmured.

In moments, the Primordial Divine Brush in Chen Tian's hand moved faster and faster, and the painting gradually took shape before everyone's eyes!

This was... Purple Cloud Palace!!

In the painting, Purple Cloud Palace stretched vast and boundless. The three thousand mortal guests each performed their roles. At the very front sat a Daoist—Hongjun himself!

Once the painting was complete, Chen Tian inscribed the words "Purple Cloud Dao Preaching Diagram" upon it and set down his brush.

"Thank you, Saint." Chen Tian's face was somewhat pale, but he still cupped his fists in salute.

"No matter. That you, a mere Taiyi Profound Immortal, could wield the Law of Painting truly astonishes this poor Daoist." Hongjun chuckled lightly. He waved his hand, and the Law of Creation gathered upon Chen Tian, instantly restoring his drained state.

Law Power could only be cultivated by Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and above, for those above Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal were Quasi-Saints—beings who had transcended "Immortal."

And now, the three thousand mortal guests of Purple Cloud Palace were still on the path to comprehending Laws. For Chen Tian to wield it as a Taiyi Profound Immortal—how could they not be astonished? At the same time, Hongjun sighed in admiration. Truly worthy of being the Son of the Great Dao.

"Hehe, the Saint flatters me." Chen Tian scratched his head and put away the painting. This was a work drawn with Saintly might, containing a strike at the mid-Quasi-Saint level, as well as Saintly power!

"The farce is over. Kunpeng, sit here." Hongjun then looked at Kunpeng. With a wave of his hand, a high mountain rose behind Zhunti, and a prayer mat appeared at its peak.

"Thank you, Saint." Kunpeng cupped his fists in salute. Since the Saint had spoken, he naturally had nothing to say.

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi sat in the unoccupied seats. Zhunti returned to the fifth purple prayer mat, and Jieyin sat on the sixth. Thus, the Six Saints were decided!

Though the Six Saints were settled, because of Chen Tian, Hongyun had not yielded his seat to Zhunti. Without that karmic debt of yielding, Kunpeng also bore no hatred toward Hongyun, for it was not Hongyun's fault.

Thus, the deadly calamity that would have originally befallen Hongyun was averted by Chen Tian. The Heavenly Dao and Hongjun could do nothing about it either—after all, it was changed by the Son of the Great Dao. What could they do? Report it to the Great Dao? Weren't they afraid the Great Dao would smack them down?

Hongjun watched the people below take their seats and nodded. Then he looked at Chen Tian and waved his hand.

"Hum..."

Ahead of the six Saints, another towering mountain appeared, its Dao Charm even stronger than before. A purple Prayer Mat seemed to have come into being alongside the Dao itself, and most importantly, that mat was closer to Hongjun!

Everyone eyed that Prayer Mat with greedy longing, but the Saints were present.

"You may sit here," Hongjun said, looking at Chen Tian.

The moment these words were spoken, everyone was stunned!

Livestream Room.

"I giao!!! The streamer actually got a Prayer Mat personally made by the Dao Ancestor!! And it's closer to the Dao Ancestor! Doesn't that mean the streamer's status is even greater than the six Saints?"

"Well said! As everyone knows, the six Saints' purple Prayer Mats were Heaven-ordained Saints, but the streamer's mat is even more impressive than theirs. Doesn't that mean the streamer can become a Saint too?"

"I wonder if the Dao Ancestor discovered that the streamer has a system? Did the Dao Ancestor realize he can't beat the system and so did this?"

"Very possible! I looked it up before—Hongjun is actually an old schemer. He screwed over Yin Yang Daoist and someone else I forgot, and finally Yang Mei! That's the Space Demon God! If he dares to screw over even that Demon God, what else is he if not an old schemer? Most importantly, his 'Integrate with the Dao' was actually him taking control of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Also, I heard Hongjun was the Immortal Dao Demon God! After being killed by Great God Pangu, his Primordial Spirit fled into the Primordial World and possessed an earthworm..."

The Livestream Room immediately erupted into discussion about Hongjun. Some told Chen Tian to sit, others told him not to, saying the Dao Ancestor definitely had ill intentions. But Chen Tian shook his head warily and said, "Won't sit! Master said I can't accept things from people I don't know, or else I'll get trafficked."