Purple Firmament Palace.
Six figures radiating supreme majesty stood solemnly within—it was Sage Taiqing, Yuqing Primordial Heavenly Venerate, Shangqing Tongtian Cult Master, Empress Nuwa, Daoist Jieyin, and Daoist Zhunti.
Though the sages appeared as still as abyssal seas, their thoughts churned like chaotic tides within.
A moment later, the omnipresent yet untouchable Dao rhythm beyond the palace gates suddenly condensed.
A figure emerged from deep within the chaos, seated upon a Cloud Bed. Soundless and traceless, he seemed to have always been one with this world and this Heavenly Dao.
It was none other than Dao Ancestor Hongjun!
As his eyes opened and closed, they held not the slightest emotion—only the endless Execution Trajectories of the profound Heavenly Dao flowed without cease!
Wherever his gaze reached, the sages felt their Primordial Spirits tremble faintly, as though their own Great Dao held no more secrets beneath that single glance. All deductions and calculations seemed incomparably insignificant.
"Greetings, Teacher!"
No matter what they truly thought, Sage Taiqing and the others respectfully performed a bow.
"Rise!"
Dao Ancestor Hongjun nodded slightly and spoke slowly. His voice was gentle, yet it exploded in the sages' hearts like chaotic thunder: "I have summoned you here for but one matter—to redefine the order of Heaven and Earth!"
As his words fell, the Great Dao Rules within Purple Firmament Palace stirred faintly, as if reflecting the apocalyptic scene from not long ago: Buzhou Mountain collapsing, Heaven crumbling and Earth splitting apart.
Hongjun continued, "Buzhou Mountain's collapse and the severing of Innate Spiritual Qi were the trend of fate! What comes next is the age of postnatal life!"
His gaze swept across the sages. "In this great calamity, Demon Emperor Dijun fell, Eastern Emperor Taiyi was annihilated, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were nearly wiped out. The Witch