Three Pure Ones Heaven.
Miro Palace.
The light of wisdom flickered in Bai Ze's eyes.
Ever since Ancestor Yang Mei's fragments had evolved into the myriad worlds beyond Blue Planet, the masters of Three Pure Ones Heaven had finally returned home in peace, and the entire Primordial World had once more entered a period of growth.
Any cultivator capable of cultivation could feel that their cultivation speed was far faster than during the previous several calamities.
The Investiture of the Gods Calamity seemed different from the Witch-Demon Calamity before it. Not only had it caused no substantive damage to the Primordial World, it had instead further strengthened it.
The cultivators of the Primordial World also knew exactly what had happened.
They remained deeply grateful to the Azure Lotus Dao Ancestor and the Creation Dao Venerate of Daoism.
Of course.
Not every being was grateful for the Azure Lotus Dao Ancestor and the Creation Dao Venerate's efforts. Some harbored deep resentment instead.
The one with the greatest resentment was naturally the enormous Heaven-Suppressing Coffin currently drifting along Blue Planet's Starry Sky Ancient Road, pulled by Nine Dragons.
At this moment.
Inside the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin.
The two martial brothers were still running through it in utter abandon.
Yet they were now completely different from when they had entered the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin. Aside from their bald heads, their entire bodies were covered in red hair.
In the darkness.
Buddha Mother Zhunti connected with Buddhist light and formed a giant hand, pulling the red hair away from his mouth. Unfortunately, that red hair was extraordinarily stubborn and still fell into Buddha Mother Zhunti's mouth, making him choke several times.
After barely swallowing all the red hair.
Buddha Mother Zhunti finally took advantage of the brief interval without red hair to speak.
"Senior Brother, how