Within Kunlun Mountain.
The Grand Pure Daoist looked at the dazzling streak of axe light in the hands of the blue-robed Daoist above the Wei River.
He wore the same expression Candle Dragon had when he heard the Heaven-Opening Divine Sound.
The white-haired old Daoist's eyelids trembled slightly. He flicked his fly whisk and sighed softly.
"The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe."
"I never expected that, even today, I would catch a glimpse of the scene of World Creation."
"Heroes under heaven truly are as countless as carp crossing a river."
Whether Dao Lord Taiyuan was a Chaos Demon God who had survived beneath the hands of the Pangu Clan during World Creation, an old remnant of the previous era.
Or whether he had once walked Buzhou Divine Mountain in the primordial age and comprehended the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe from Pangu's will before it had fully dissipated.
Both possibilities revealed Dao Lord Taiyuan's strength and talent.
Even the Three Pure Daoists could not help but take notice.
The Grand Pure Daoist's surroundings manifested the scenes of the heavens, the foundation of all existence.
The vast torrent of the ages rolled onward. All worlds struggled across it, and all things competed for growth.
"Taiyuanzi is outstanding among the masses and has fate with the Pangu Clan."
"The Mystic Gate gathers talented people from across the world. We may send someone to speak with him. At an appropriate time, we can guide him into the Mystic Gate."
The Grand Pure Daoist spoke.
He wished to recruit Zhou Yuan.
As the saying went, those who killed and set fires could still be offered amnesty.
Zhou Yuan's display of overwhelming strength naturally stirred the Mystic Gate. Even within the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate, Dao Lords like him were rare. He was someone who could serve