Farewell to Minghe, Unexpected Joy

Emerging from the bottom of the crystalline and magnificent Sea of Blood, Di Jiang's figure reappeared before Minghe.

Minghe had been cultivating here all along. Seeing Di Jiang return with a stable and unremarkable aura, he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he grew even more curious about what fortuitous encounter Di Jiang had found below, but he was tactful enough not to ask.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, my fortuitous encounter beneath the Sea of Blood has concluded. I shall take my leave now. The gates of my Mount Buzhou are always open to you, Fellow Daoist. You may use this token to pass through the Great Formation of Mount Buzhou."

Di Jiang nodded slightly at Minghe, fulfilling his promise. As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a silver token imbued with a trace of his bloodline law's essence flew towards Minghe. This token served as a pass for the Five Elements Great Formation and represented Di Jiang's commitment.

Minghe accepted the token, feeling the pure and profound Five Elements Power within. He was overjoyed and quickly cupped his hands, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist! I shall certainly pay you a visit another day!"

Di Jiang nodded, his gaze sweeping over the churning Sea of Blood below. With a thought, he casually scooped up a large mass of pure Sea of Blood malevolent energy, compressing it into a dark red bead and storing it. This malevolent energy would be useful for his mastery of the Great Formation of the Myriad Heavens.

Having done all this, Di Jiang lingered no longer. After bidding Minghe a final farewell, he took a step forward, his figure merging into the ripples of space, vanishing instantly as he embarked on his journey back to Mount Buzhou.

Watching Di Jiang depart, Minghe rubbed the token of law in his hand, glanced in the direction Di Jiang had disappeared, and then walked towards the Sea of Blood!

Many have listened to the teachings in the Purple Heaven Palace. Once they return from listening, their cultivation will undoubtedly advance greatly. Since I have chosen an unconventional path, I cannot afford the slightest slack! Otherwise, how can I uphold my path of 'not being weaker than others'?

Minghe suppressed the slight ripple of emotion in his heart caused by missing the lecture in the Purple Heaven Palace. His figure transformed into a stream of blood-red light and sank into the depths of the Sea of Blood, deciding to immediately enter seclusion to enhance his strength.

Meanwhile, beyond the thirty-third heaven, in the Purple Firmament Palace shrouded in chaotic energy.

Hongjun, seated on a cloud bed, had an ancient face and indifferent eyes that held the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao. His gaze calmly swept over the Primordial World's great powers seated upright on the three thousand futons below.

The six purple futons in the front row were particularly conspicuous, occupied by Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti. Behind them sat Di Jun, Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and a host of other renowned great powers, all holding their breath and concentrating, awaiting the Saint's discourse on the Great Dao.

However, Hongjun's gaze, which seemed to penetrate cause and effect, paused imperceptibly for a moment as it swept across a certain area.

"Di Jiang, who was transformed from Pangu's essence blood, and Minghe, nurtured by the Sea of Blood. Neither has arrived?"

These two beings, bearing Pangu's karma and possessing extraordinary origins, were both absent from his first grand sermon on the Great Dao in the Primordial World. This was indeed somewhat beyond Hongjun's expectations. Especially Di Jiang, who was one of the candidates for him to resolve Pangu's karma. However, fortunately, the Three Pure Ones had arrived, so it didn't matter whether Di Jiang came or not!

This slight surprise only caused a faint ripple in Hongjun's heart before it dissipated.

"The Great Dao has fifty, Heaven's evolution is forty-nine, and man escapes one. Each has their own destiny; it cannot be forced."

Hongjun's heart was at ease. If they did not come, then they had no affinity, or perhaps they had their own Dao! He did not dwell on the matter. As the foremost Saint of the Primordial World and the Dao Ancestor of the Xuanmen, his vision had long transcended the individual, focusing instead on the operation and perfection of the entire Primordial World's Heavenly Dao.

Recalling his thoughts, Hongjun no longer paid attention to the two who had not arrived. His indifferent and lofty voice, like the pronouncements of the Great Dao, began to echo within the Purple Heaven Palace, expounding upon the supreme and profound Dao!

The Saint's Great Dao officially commenced! Purple qi swirled, golden lotuses surged, and countless profound Dao patterns manifested in the void. The listeners below were entranced, immersed in the ocean of the Great Dao.

Having left the Netherworld Sea of Blood, Di Jiang was eager to return to Mount Buzhou as quickly as possible, intending to begin the establishment of the Netherworld's nascent form and the planning for the creation of reincarnation. He traversed the layers of space at great speed, the vast lands of the Primordial World rapidly receding beneath him.

As Di Jiang passed over Mount Sumeru, his figure could not help but pause slightly. The Five Elements laws within him, which had already reached minor completion, especially his keen perception of the Five Elements spiritual energy, spontaneously detected an extremely pure, majestic, yet imbued with a unique "seven emotions and six desires" essence, Innate Wood Element origin energy!

"Oh? Such pure Innate Wood energy is rare in the West, where spiritual meridians are nearly depleted."

Curiosity arose in Di Jiang's heart, and he temporarily set aside his immediate urge to return. His figure turned, and he descended from high in the sky, landing precisely at the source of that wood energy—the shore of a Bitter Bamboo sea at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

The area was characterized by rugged rocks and barren land, with only a body of water emitting a bitter scent rippling gently. Beside the Bitter Sea, in a seemingly ordinary stone forest area, the space exhibited an unnatural distortion, and an invisible force isolated the inside from the outside.

An Innate Great Formation! Di Jiang saw through its reality at a glance. This formation relied on the residual spiritual meridians in the area and the aura of the spiritual root itself. Its profundity was passable, capable of isolating probes from those below the Golden Immortal realm, but before Di Jiang, it was as if it didn't exist.

Di Jiang was too lazy to study the formation's specific structure or decipher its secrets. For him, who wielded the laws of space and whose power had reached the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, an Innate protective formation of this level was no longer an obstacle.

An invisible force of spatial compression spontaneously generated, acting upon the entire formation's light screen. The originally flowing, protective, and illusionary formation runes rippled violently like a lake into which a stone had been thrown, their light flickering erratically.

In less than three breaths, a crisp sound was heard, and the light screen of the Innate Great Formation shattered, dissolving into specks of spiritual light in the air. The formation was forcibly broken without any trace of fireworks.

As the formation dispersed, the object it protected was revealed. It was a small patch of pure land, and in its center grew a golden bamboo with distinct nodes!

"Bitter Bamboo! So it's Bitter Bamboo, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots!" Surprise and realization flashed in Di Jiang's eyes!

This was a valuable item! Legend had it that the Bitter Bamboo spiritual root could aid in comprehending the Dao, calm the mind, and could be used to refine magical treasures. More importantly, it could be used to set up the Seven Emotions Great Formation, sealing a cultivator's six senses!

"An unexpected delight!"

Di Jiang smiled slightly. He naturally wouldn't let such a spiritual object slip away. The West was barren, and leaving this item here would be like casting pearls before swine; perhaps some fortunate person passing by would take it someday.

With a wave of his hand, spatial power surged again. Together with the small patch of Innate spiritual soil to which the Bitter Bamboo was rooted and the surrounding remnants of the formation's foundation, he moved the entire thing out whole and easily collected it.

Having acquired a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root, Di Jiang's mood improved. He glanced at the still desolate Western land, no longer lingering. His figure merged into space once more, and he accelerated towards Mount Buzhou.