Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall.
Quite a few people had already gathered inside the great hall.
Houtu stood at the center of the hall, while Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and the other eleven Ancestral Witches were arrayed on either side. Every one of them had awakened from seclusion, blood and qi surging around them, their battle intent biting and cold.
Pingxin and Wu, the two sovereigns of the Earth Dao and Human Dao, were steeped in profound Dao Rhythm.
Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe, Tongtian, Hongyun, Wang Shu, Taiyi, West Queen Mother, Candle Dragon... ten genuine Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin, each of whom had once been a protagonist of their age.
There were also peak mighty figures like Di Jun, East Prince Gong, Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa, who were only one step short of crossing the threshold.
And on top of that, Zhou Ming and Houtu.
This was the most powerful gathering in the entire history of the Primordial Wilderness.
Zhou Ming's figure descended before the doors of the great hall, and he stepped inside.
Everyone's attention instantly focused on him.
Houtu looked toward Zhou Ming.
"Brother, has the matter with the Heavenly Court been handled?"
"It's handled."
Zhou Ming walked into the hall, his steps neither hurried nor slow.
Everyone's attention converged on Zhou Ming as they waited for him to speak.
Zhou Ming's gaze swept across Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and the other Ancestral Witches, then passed over Pingxin and Wu.
In the end, it landed on Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe, Tongtian, and the other Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin.
"Everyone."
He spoke slowly.
"I just received news. The Heavenly Dao... has reached perfection."
The instant his words fell, the vast currents of energy that had been surging through the great hall suddenly froze.
Time seemed to have had the pause