"Greetings, Martial Uncle!"
Fuxi immediately changed how he addressed him, excitement appearing on his face. He had finally gained Dao Venerable's approval.
"Martial Uncle, what exactly did Fellow Daoist Tongtian do?"
The Heavenly Dao had become enraged—such a thing had never happened in the Prehistoric Era.
"It's nothing major. Tongtian merely condensed a Dao Flower and achieved Primordial Chaos Great Luo."
Xuan Qing spoke casually, then watched the Heavenly Dao with interest, wondering how it would deal with Tongtian.
"What!"
Everyone present was stunned speechless. Primordial Chaos Great Luo? Could one who had attained sainthood still achieve Primordial Chaos Great Luo?
"Teacher, how did Tongtian accomplish this?"
Only those who had attained Primordial Chaos Great Luo knew just how difficult it was. She had only succeeded back then by relying on the Human Dao.
Even Houtu had borrowed the power of the Earth Dao. Otherwise, there would be no Houtu Saint in the Prehistoric Era—only Empress Pingxin.
"You can ask Tongtian yourselves. Right now, he must face the Heavenly Dao's wrath."
As everyone stared intently at the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, Tongtian suddenly rose into the air from the island. A boundless River of Great Dao appeared behind him.
Under everyone's astonished gazes, an illusory Dao Flower emerged. Above it, a golden thread linked to an unknown place.
The next moment, the golden thread tugged continuously, and the unknown place gradually became clear.
Heavenly Dao Origin Space!
Tongtian wanted to reclaim his True Spirit and Dao Fruit? But would the Heavenly Dao permit it?
As Tongtian continued pulling, the Heavenly Dao grew increasingly enraged, while the golden thread's radiance became clearer and clearer.
Yet Tongtian did not care in the slightest about the Heavenly Dao's attitude. At this point, he had no way back. If he did not persist,