A Millennium After the War, the Primordial World is Silent

Hongjun looked around in confusion, unleashing his divine sense to probe hundreds of millions of miles, but found no trace of the person who had taken the Demon Ancestor's three treasures.

He couldn't even detect a sliver of Beichen's presence.

This was the terror of the Great Dao's Concealment technique!

Once the Great Dao's Concealment technique was cast, unless one was a true Saint, it was impossible to detect, deduce, or even know of the other's existence!

What's more, Beichen not only used the Dao's Concealment technique but also promptly employed the divine ability, "A Step Away."

By the time Hongjun tried to find him, he had already hidden himself within the Three Immortal Islands, protected by countless fragments of the Great Dao, no longer in this world!

Hongjun's heart seethed with rage!

"My victory, Hongjun's victory, and that existence dares to steal it? This is simply courting death!"

"Don't let me find out who you are, or I will tear you to shreds and cast your soul into the eighteenth level of the Nine Netherworlds, never to be reborn!"

Hongjun searched with his divine sense for a long time, scouring almost the entire Primordial World, including every nook and cranny, desolate and dead places, but found nothing.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up!

However, he remained in Mount Sumeru for a thousand years.

During these thousand years, he did nothing but ponder: who was the person who took the Demon Ancestor's three treasures?

The person had appeared and disappeared without a trace, and the three treasures were brazenly stolen.

This incident felt like a dream to Old Ancestor Hongjun, and a nightmare at that.

Finally, as the thousand years passed, Hongjun reluctantly and helplessly left Mount Sumeru.

"It's time to enter the final seclusion, comprehend and perfect the demonic path of the Heavenly Dao, and complete my path to becoming a Saint!"

The theft of the Demon Ancestor's three treasures was no small matter, but Hongjun had wasted a thousand years without any leads. He knew he couldn't dwell on it any longer. The priority now was to quickly achieve Sainthood, begin his lectures, forge karma, and thus control the Primordial World, becoming a world-shaking mighty figure!

As for those three treasures, he would deal with them after becoming the first Saint of the Primordial World.

Meanwhile, Old Ancestor Hongjun returned to Purple Cloud Palace and began his secluded cultivation, aiming to break through to the Saint realm.

On the Three Immortal Islands, Beichen had waited for a thousand years, eagerly anticipating news of Hongjun's ascension to Sainthood and the start of his lectures, but no message ever arrived.

Little did he know that Hongjun was so unfocused, wasting a thousand years in Mount Sumeru?

He also didn't know that during this millennium, Hongjun had been thinking about him, Beichen, pondering who he was.

"Mo Yuan, you've been patrolling the borders of the Three Immortal Islands. Haven't you heard any major news from the Primordial World?"

Since returning from Mount Sumeru last time, Beichen had digested all the laws and karma gained from observing the battle. Before long, he had entered the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and was now advancing towards the peak.

He stood before Mo Yuan, his aura completely suppressing the other.

Mo Yuan quickly bowed, meekly replying, "Master, apart from the Dao-Demon Conflict in Mount Sumeru a thousand years ago, there has been no other news!"

"No one has become a Saint? No one has started lecturing?"

Mo Yuan shook his head, "No. If anyone in this Primordial World had become a Saint, it would have shaken the heavens. This subordinate would never have missed such news!"

"Mo Yuan, did you slack off on the task I gave you?"

Beichen questioned.

Mo Yuan immediately knelt on one knee, trembling, "Master, please see. The Black Dragon patrols the borders daily. I am aware of any movement outside, and I would never dare to be lazy!"

"Get up," Beichen waved his hand. "I was just saying, why are you so nervous?"

"Oh!"

Beichen added, "If you hear any news of someone becoming a Saint and starting lectures, inform me immediately!"

"Yes!" Mo Yuan's eyes rolled. "Master, the person you mentioned who is about to become a Saint, is it Old Ancestor Hongjun?"

The battle in Mount Sumeru had resulted in the loss of three peak Quasi-Saints, and Great Immortal Yang Mei had vanished into the Primordial World.

Only Hongjun Dao Ancestor was unharmed, making him the most likely candidate to become a Saint!

"No need to ask so many questions. You'll know when the time comes!" Beichen gave Mo Yuan a serious look. "Don't neglect your cultivation. If the person who becomes a Saint starts lecturing, I'll consider bringing you all along to listen."

"Ah?" Mo Yuan's face lit up upon hearing this. "Thank you, Master. I will cultivate diligently!"

On the Sun Star, four figures occasionally stood at the edge of the void, gazing in the direction of Mount Sumeru.

Xihe stroked her swollen belly. "A thousand years have passed since the last Dao-Demon Conflict. It seems this world should be entering a new great tribulation, yet there is no movement. The peace is unsettling!"

In this millennium, the Three Thousand Divine Demons had not emerged to cause trouble, demons and monsters had hidden themselves, and all races had gone into hiding. The countless living beings of the Primordial World seemed to be preparing wholeheartedly for a great tribulation.

Dijun's brow furrowed. He also anticipated the arrival of the great tribulation and the descent of chaos!

The battle-loving Taiyi even thumped his chest. "When that tribulation arrives, we brothers of the Sun Star will enter it and become heroes of a chaotic world!"

Changxi's belly grew larger, but there was still no sign of labor. "When will these children be born?"

Taiyi quickly leaned down to listen for movement. "Yes, it's been over seventeen hundred years. How much longer will they take to come out?"

Dijun, though seemingly calm, was extremely anxious. He couldn't help but speak to Xihe's belly, "My children, hurry and come out. Your father will take you to conquer the Primordial World and become peerless heroes."

Bang bang!

Xihe's stomach ached, "Ah, it hurts so much, they're kicking me. Dijun, stop talking nonsense."

"Oh, okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it!" Dijun quickly shut his mouth.

"Big Brother, Taiyi, the Dao-Demon Conflict last time caused such a huge commotion, why didn't I see any reaction from Master?" Changxi suddenly asked, "Master wouldn't not know about the Dao-Demon War, would he?"

Dijun shook his head, "It is a bit strange. That great battle contained immense karma. It's indeed abnormal that Master didn't react."

Taiyi said, "Yeah, Master hasn't come to the Sun Star in a long time. Now, his dojo can't be found anywhere. I don't know how he is!"

These four disciples were a little lost, missing Beichen somewhat, and wanting his guidance!

On the Three Immortal Islands, Beichen continued his habit of the past thousand years, meditating on the Demon Ancestor's three magical treasures every day.

Previously, when he was observing from Mount Sumeru, he had already learned how to use the three magical treasures.

However, the Demon Ancestor Luohu had placed restrictions on these treasures, and one needed to comprehend them to be qualified to use them.

Only today did he let out a long sigh, having comprehended all the restrictions within, and could now use them.

But Beichen didn't rush to try them out; instead, he put the three treasures away.

With his current cultivation, it was still too early to activate these three supreme innate spiritual treasures that were akin to world-ending weapons!

These three treasures would be at least somewhat safer to use after reaching the Quasi-Saint realm. To unleash their true destructive power and ensure his own safety, he would need to become a Saint!

Although he couldn't use them for now, Beichen wasn't in a hurry. The treasures were in his possession, and he could use them freely once his realm reached the required level in the future.

Even if his current realm wasn't high enough, he could still risk using them in a moment of crisis!

"Master, look what I found?"

Just as Beichen was meditating, Ling Cair suddenly burst into the cave excitedly, holding a glowing object that emanated a soft light and sharp radiance in her hand.