Inside Zixiao Palace, Discussing the Investiture of the Gods, the Three Pure Ones Shift the Blame to the Western Teachings
"Come to Zixiao Palace."
A profound Dao sound suddenly echoed in the hearts of several Heavenly Dao Sages without warning.
Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
Venerable Lord Yuanshi, who had been sitting meditating with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them. A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.
Shouyang Mountain, Eight Sceneries Palace.
Saint Taiqing, who had been refining pills before the furnace, paused slightly. An entire furnace of Nine-Revolution Golden Elixirs instantly turned to ash.
Yet he did not care in the slightest. He merely gazed calmly toward Zixiao Palace, without sorrow or joy.
Jinao Island, Biyou Palace.
Sect Master Tongtian emerged from his insights into the Dao. The sword intent surrounding him withdrew.
The West, Mount Sumeru.
The look of suffering on Daoist Jieyin's face grew heavier, while Daoist Zhunti wore an expression of surprise and suspicion.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Wa Huang Palace.
Sage Nuwa also received the summons. Her delicate brows drew together slightly, and she was equally puzzled.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun had long since merged with the Heavenly Dao and stopped concerning himself with worldly affairs. Countless kalpas had passed since he had summoned them of his own accord.
Why had he suddenly issued an edict today?
Although the several Sages each harbored different thoughts, none dared to be negligent.
After all, this was the Dao Ancestor's edict.
They all set aside what they were doing, transformed into streaks of light, pierced the endless Chaos, and flew toward Zixiao Palace.
Zixiao Palace.
The ancient palace gates had opened at some unknown time.
Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa—the six Heavenly Dao Sages—entered the main hall.
For a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat stifling.
At that moment, space atop the elevated platform twisted slightly.
A blurred figure silently appeared on