Postnatal Merit Supreme Treasure, the Kongtong Seal!

Ordinarily, when an Innate Spiritual Treasure appears, it might cause phenomena within a radius of a million miles at most. But this treasure before him, the phenomena accompanying its birth actually covered more than half of the Primordial World!

The pressure emanating from the nine golden dragon shadows made even him feel a tremor of fear!

This was definitely not an ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasure!

In fact, its grade might even surpass the three primordial treasures that created the heavens: the Chaos Bell, the Taiji Diagram, and the Pangu Banner!

What kind of treasure could possess such terrifying might?

Su Ming's heart began to pound uncontrollably, and his eyes blazed with an unprecedented brilliance.

Opportunity!

A heaven-shattering opportunity!

Without any hesitation, Su Ming moved. He transformed into a hazy divine light and shot towards the source of the phenomena at his top speed!

At the same time, the entire Primordial World erupted in an uproar!

"Heavenly phenomena appear, a great treasure must be born! Hurry to the East Sea!"

"Such might, it must be a legendary supreme treasure! This treasure is fated to be with my West!"

"Hahaha, my opportunity has arrived!"

Countless streams of light shot up from famous mountains and great rivers, from Blessed Land Cave Heavens all over the Primordial World. They were like fish crossing a river, dense and numerous, surging madly towards the East Sea. There were powerful beings riding magical treasures, demon kings on mounts, ancient exotic species revealing their true forms...

Everyone was captivated by this world-shaking phenomenon, and everyone wanted to seize this supreme treasure for themselves!

Meanwhile, on the distant Kunlun Mountain.

Three figures stood before the Jade Void Palace, also gazing at the world-shaking phenomena in the east.

Among these three, one was ancient and white-haired, with a simple and honest face, as if he had lived as long as heaven and earth.

One had a dignified appearance and an extraordinary bearing, surrounded by Jade Purity Immortal Light.

The last one was the youngest, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an unstoppable sharpness.

These were the three Daoists born from the Primordial Spirit of Pangu!

"Quite a grand display," said the elder holding a simple staff, The Grand Pure One Laozi. Stroking his long beard, a hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.

"The birth of this treasure has actually resonated with the Heavenly Dao. It is no small matter," Yuanshi Tianzun said solemnly.

"Hahaha!" the young Daoist, Sect Master Tongtian, burst into laughter, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. "Such a treasure should rightfully belong to us Three Pure Ones!"

Just then, The Grand Pure One Laozi, who was leading them, calculated with his fingers. For the first time, a strong emotional fluctuation appeared on his face, which had been as calm as a still well.

"A Postnatal Supreme Treasure... the Kongtong Seal!"

"This treasure... has immense karma with me!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, staring intently at the east, his voice trembling slightly.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, we are born from the Primordial Spirit of the Father God and are the True Descendants of Pangu! This treasure should rightfully belong to us Three Pure Ones!" Sect Master Tongtian, being the most impatient, could barely contain himself, his sword energy surging around him.

Laozi nodded slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his ancient, calm eyes.

"Good. What Second Brother and Third Brother said is true. We wield the merit of creating the heavens and bear the name of Pangu's True Descendants. We should pacify the Primordial World and enlighten all beings. The appearance of this treasure is precisely the opportunity for us Three Pure Ones to establish our fame and display the majesty of our lineage!"

"Let's go!"

As the words fell, three streams of pure energy shot into the sky, carrying supreme might, and directly sped towards the East Sea!

In the western part of the Primordial World, on a mountain range with relatively barren spiritual energy.

A Daoist priest wearing a dull yellow robe, with a distressed expression but adorned with various glittering treasures, was earnestly trying to persuade a recently transformed, bewildered little demon.

"You are fated to be with my West. Why not return with me to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and enjoy boundless bliss? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Just then, the phenomena from the east arrived.

The Daoist priest suddenly looked up, his originally distressed eyes instantly shining like two suns!

He threw down the little demon in his hand, calculated with his fingers, and immediately beamed with joy, laughing repeatedly.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! This treasure has a great fate with my West! It is destined to be mine!"

His appearance was exactly like a nouveau riche who had struck gold, showing no trace of a enlightened master.

"Off you go!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the Daoist priest swept up the little demon, who hadn't even reacted, and transformed into a golden light, rushing towards the East Sea like a madman, muttering:

"Mine, mine, all mine!"

Above the East Sea, purple energy surged for thirty thousand miles.

On an immortal island floating amidst the sea of clouds, palaces stretched in rows, and multicolored auspicious light emanated everywhere.

This place was the Dao Field of the leader of male immortals, the East King Duke – the Purple Mansion.

Inside the main hall, a middle-aged man in a purple robe with a dignified face suddenly stood up, his gaze like lightning, piercing through the void and looking towards the source of the multicolored auspicious light.

"A treasure born within my East Sea territory, and you dare covet it?"

East King Duke's face was grim.

As the foremost among male immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, he considered himself the overlord of the East. Now that such a supreme treasure had appeared on his domain, how could he allow others to lay their hands on it?

"Guards! Summon all cultivators above Grand Unity Golden Immortal from the Purple Mansion to come with me and seize the treasure!"

With a single command, the entire Purple Mansion erupted. Countless immortals and gods transformed into streams of light, converging into a torrent that charged towards the incident site with murderous intent.

For a time, the entire Primordial World was in turmoil!

Whether it was the Northern Darkness Abyss or the Southern Bright Volcano, whether it was ancient beings in deep mountain seclusion or Loose Immortals traveling far and wide, cultivators within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles were all drawn by this world-shaking phenomenon. Like sharks smelling blood, they surged from all directions towards the shores of the East Sea!

When Su Ming arrived at the scene at an unhurried pace, the sight before him caused even his steady heart to gasp in disbelief.

Over that stretch of sea, a dense mass of cultivators stretched as far as the eye could see!

They were packed densely, covering the sky and earth, numbering at least several hundred thousand!

Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals were as common as blades of grass, utterly insignificant.

Even Golden Immortals were reduced to mere cannon fodder here.

The auras of Grand Unity Golden Immortals rose and fell, with hundreds of them present. Each occupied their own territory, wary of each other with unfriendly gazes.

And at the very apex of this crowd, more than five powerful and peerless auras, like radiant moons in the night sky, suppressed the entire scene!

Grand Unity Golden Immortals!

Each one was a top-tier mighty being capable of shaking the Primordial World with a stomp of their foot!

Su Ming even sensed several familiar yet powerful auras among them – the Three Pure Ones from Kunlun Mountain, and that Western Daoist with the peculiar aura.

"Good heavens, this scale is even greater than the Investiture of the Gods calamity in later ages," Su Ming marveled inwardly.

However, there was no trace of fear on his face; instead, the corners of his lips curled upward slightly.

He did not rush to reveal himself. Instead, he quietly concealed his form and aura, like a wisp of breeze, blending into the crowd of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, observing with cold eyes.

In his opinion, these people before him were nothing more than a mob of commoners.

No matter how many came, they would only be making a wasted trip.

This supreme treasure, about to emerge, was destined to be his!

No one could snatch it away!

His gaze swept over the jostling crowd, fixing on the center of the phenomenon.