Primordial Wilderness: Mythical Grand Unity, Saints Beg Me Not to Show Off

"The monk may run, but the temple stays. Since East King Duke dares to establish the Immortal Court, there will always be a time when he returns."

As for settling the entire Immortal Court right now?

Ao Chen shook his head. There was simply no need.

Within the Immortal Court, aside from East King Duke and West Queen Mother, the rest were nothing but chickens and dogs—a bunch of small fries at the Great Luo and Tai Yi levels. He currently had no interest whatsoever in crushing them one by one.

Moreover, to catch bandits, first catch the ringleader.

The root of the Immortal Court lay in East King Duke's ambition and the Dao Ancestor's decree. If he didn't thoroughly eliminate East King Duke, even if he wiped out these Immortal Court followers, East King Duke's return in the future would only bring another headache.

"In that case, I'll let you live a little longer."

A cold glint flashed in Ao Chen's eyes.

"When that so-called Immortal Court Establishment Ceremony comes, I will personally attend to 'observe the rites,' and then I'll settle the score with you—principal and interest together!"

Having thought it through, the Killing Intent that had risen in Ao Chen's heart due to the Dragon Clan's humiliation gradually receded, and his mind once again grew calm.

He turned his head to look at Ao Guang, who was still caught in shock and worry.

At this moment, Ao Guang clearly had no idea that Ao Chen's divine sense had already spanned billions of miles, scouted out East King Duke's lair, and set a future plan for reckoning.

He was still fretting over Ao Chen's sudden, fierce strike that had killed the Immortal Court Envoy.

"Ao Chen, my brother, you killed the Immortal Court Envoy—what are we going to do now?"

"That East King Duke is already a Quasi-Sage. If he takes offense... I say you should leave quickly."

Ao Guang's voice trembled, his face full of worry.

Ao Chen looked at Ao Guang's demeanor and couldn't help but chuckle.

This East Sea Dragon King was indeed mindful of old ties, but unfortunately, he was a bit timid.

He didn't explain much about his own strength. Instead, he simply patted Ao Guang on the shoulder and said with a faint smile.

"Dao Brother, rest assured. I have my own plans for this matter. A mere East King Duke is nothing in my eyes."

Before the words had even faded, Ao Chen didn't wait for Ao Guang to ask further. With a wave of his sleeve, a gentle yet irresistible spatial force instantly enveloped Ao Guang.

The next moment, the two had already vanished from the main hall of the Dragon Palace.

"Come, Dao Brother, follow me to a place."

Ao Chen's voice sounded in Ao Guang's ear.

Ao Guang only felt the scene before him shift and change, stars moving and constellations turning, utterly unable to resist that spatial power.

Ao Chen planned to take advantage of East King Duke's absence to first go to Dragon Abyss and personally investigate the specific situation of those Dragon Clan elders.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

Only by understanding the true state of the Dragon Clan now could he better handle the potential storms the Immortal Court might bring, as well as any unforeseen events during his own reckoning with the Immortal Court.

Meanwhile, deep in the chaos beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, inside Purple Cloud Palace.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat high on the cloud platform, the wondrous Sound of the Great Dao flowing gently, while the Three Thousand Red Dust Guests below listened in rapt ecstasy.

Seated on the front row of cushions, East King Duke was immersed in the profound Dao teachings spoken by the Sage, trying to use them to solidify his newly broken-through Quasi-Sage realm and plan the grand ambitions of the Immortal Court's future.

Suddenly, an extremely intense feeling of dread struck his heart!

It was as if some great crisis targeting him was brewing in the unseen, or as if he had lost something important!

"Hm?"

East King Duke jolted awake from his enlightenment, his expression shifting slightly. Subconsciously, he began to calculate with his fingers.

But this was the Sage's dojo, where the heavenly mechanisms were chaotic. No matter how he calculated, everything was blurry, and he couldn't trace the source of that dread.

"Strange... Was it an illusion? Or has something truly gone wrong?"

East King Duke's brows were tightly knit, and the uneasy feeling in his heart refused to dissipate.

Not far from him, West Queen Mother, with her noble and graceful bearing, sensed East King Duke's sudden emotional fluctuation and sent a voice transmission to ask: "Dao Brother, why are you unsettled?"

Hearing this, East King Duke immediately composed himself, shook his head slightly at West Queen Mother, and replied via voice transmission: "It's nothing. Perhaps I was stirred by the teachings and my mind was agitated. Thank you for your concern, Dao Friend."

He didn't mention the inexplicable dread, dismissing it as overthinking.

Seeing this, West Queen Mother asked no further and continued to focus on the lecture.

Three thousand years passed in a leisurely drift.

On this day, the vast and ethereal Sound of the Great Dao in Purple Cloud Palace gradually subsided, and the visions of heavenly flowers falling and golden lotuses springing from the earth slowly faded.

On the high platform, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's calm, unfathomable eyes slowly opened, sweeping indifferently over the beings below.

"This lecture ends here. After this, Purple Cloud Palace will not open again. Do any of you have doubts?"

The Three Thousand Red Dust Guests, upon hearing this, all awakened from their enlightenment, their faces bearing varying degrees of joy from their gains and lingering reluctance.

At that moment, Supreme Clarity Laozi, who had been sitting silently on the foremost cushion with eyes closed, as if detached from the world, suddenly opened his eyes.

He slowly rose, bowed respectfully to Dao Ancestor Hongjun on the high platform, and spoke in a calm voice imbued with infinite Dao resonance, ringing clearly in the heart of every living being:

"May I ask, Teacher, the Great Dao has three thousand paths, each one can lead to enlightenment. Yet, are there specific methods to attain sainthood? I beg Teacher to clarify!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Purple Cloud Palace fell into a deathly silence, so quiet one could hear a pin drop!

The gazes of everyone—including Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Dijun, Jieyin, Zhunti, and other top-tier great powers—all converged sharply on Supreme Clarity Laozi and the Dao Ancestor Hongjun on the high platform!

Methods to attain sainthood!

This was the ultimate goal for which they had traveled countless billions of miles, braving untold dangers, to come to the Purple Cloud Palace and listen to the Dao!

Now, at last, it had been asked by the Eldest Senior Brother, Supreme Clarity Laozi!

In an instant, everyone held their breath, their hearts brimming with boundless longing and anticipation, waiting for the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's answer.

Chapter 41: Hongjun: Absurd, How Can a Heavenly Immortal Surpass a Great Luo?

Within the Purple Cloud Palace, following Supreme Clarity Laozi's plain yet pointed question, the entire hall sank into an unprecedented stillness.

The Three Thousand Red Dust Guests, regardless of their cultivation level or inner thoughts, all held their breath at this moment, their eyes blazing as they fixed on the figure atop the high platform, who seemed one with the Great Dao—the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Methods to attain sainthood—this was the ultimate desire of their journey!

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun's indifferent gaze slowly swept across the beings below, a gaze that seemed to pierce through endless time and space, discerning the deepest thoughts within every living soul.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice devoid of joy or sorrow, yet like the divine sound of the Great Dao, echoing through the sea of every being's mind:

"The Great Dao has three thousand paths, each one can lead to enlightenment. Yet, to become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin, to transcend time and space, impervious to countless kalpas, and attain the position of a Saint, there are three methods."

"First, it is called: Prove Dao by Force." Hongjun's voice carried a trace of reminiscence.

"This is the path walked by the great god Pangu. With Supreme Might, shatter all constraints, transcend beyond the Heavenly Dao, and achieve the supreme Great Dao."

"This method yields the highest achievement, yet it is also the most difficult. It cannot be undertaken without great fortune, great perseverance, and great wisdom. Since the great god Pangu, no one in the Primordial Wilderness has been able to follow this path."

Upon hearing this, many great powers below who prided themselves on their formidable physical bodies or unmatched strength, such as Dijun and Taiyi, felt a chill in their hearts and abandoned their unrealistic notions.

Even the great god Pangu had perished in the process; this path was clearly impassable.

"Second, it is called: Prove Dao by Slaying Three Corpses." Hongjun continued.

"This is the path I have walked. Within a person's body reside three corpse worms: Good, Evil, and Self-Obsession. By slaying the three corpses, one can clarify the mind and see one's true nature, purify the Primordial Spirit, and unite with the Dao."

"However, slaying the three corpses requires a Innate spiritual treasure to serve as a vessel, which is no small difficulty, yet it remains the proper path to sainthood."

At these words, great powers like the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Dijun, who possessed high-grade or Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, saw a glint of light flash in their eyes. This was clearly the path Hongjun had pointed out for them.

"Third, it is called: Prove Dao by Merit." Hongjun's tone remained flat.

"Accumulate boundless merit for heaven and earth, gain the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, which will descend a golden light of merit. With this power of merit, one can also attain the position of a Saint."

"This method is the easiest compared to the previous two, yet after achieving it, one's karmic entanglement with the Heavenly Dao is deepest, and the constraints of the Heavenly Dao are greatest. In the future, it may be difficult to make further progress."

After the three methods of attaining sainthood were fully explained, the thoughts of those in the hall were varied.

Some yearned for the supreme transcendence of Prove Dao by Force, yet knew the hope was slim;

Some pondered the feasibility of Slaying Three Corpses, calculating their own Innate spiritual treasures;

Others secretly considered how to accumulate great merit for heaven and earth.

Yet, at that moment, the Demon Emperor Dijun, who had been sitting solemnly in the front row, suddenly stood up, bowed respectfully to Hongjun, and asked:

"May I ask, Teacher, the Primordial Wilderness is vast, and the Great Dao is profound. Your disciple has a doubt, and I know not whether it is proper to speak."

"Is there some wondrous method in the world that could allow a Heavenly Immortal to possess power far exceeding their own realm, even enough to suppress a Great Luo Golden Immortal?"

As soon as Dijun spoke these words, the hall erupted in an uproar!

A Heavenly Immortal suppressing a Great Luo? What an absurd statement!

Many great powers who did not understand the context showed expressions of confusion, wondering why the Demon Emperor would ask such a question.

But those great powers who had personally witnessed the Gourd Vine incident at Buzhou Mountain—such as the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, Jieyin, Zhunti, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Kunpeng, whose face had instantly turned extremely ugly—felt a violent shock in their hearts!

They immediately thought of that mysterious dragon youth, Ao Chen, who had severely wounded Kunpeng with a single sword strike and even clashed with Eastern Emperor Taiyi without being defeated!

That Ao Chen, the aura he revealed, was indeed only that of a Heavenly Immortal!