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

Yet the combat power he displayed was enough to make even Late Grand Unity experts gnash their teeth in regret, and even cause Quasi-Sages to tread with caution!

Di Jun's question was clearly a veiled reference to Ao Chen!

For a moment, countless gazes involuntarily drifted toward the Demon Master Kunpeng, whose face was ashen, almost dripping with fury.

Feeling the subtle stares around him, Kunpeng felt an indescribable surge of humiliation and rage rushing to his head.

However, here in the Purple Cloud Palace, he dared not act out of line in the slightest, so he could only swallow his pride and grind his teeth, his complexion dark as ink.

On the high platform, Dao Ancestor Hongjun heard Di Jun's question, and even his usually calm, well-like eyes flickered with a rare trace of faint surprise.

"A Heavenly Immortal suppressing a Grand Unity?"

He found it somewhat odd. Since finishing his lectures, he had been preparing for his final union with the Dao, his spirit wandering the void, merging with the Heavenly Dao, paying little attention to the specific conflicts unfolding in the Primordial Wilderness.

Moreover, the Mythical Grand Unity Method cultivated by Ao Chen was inherently independent of the Primordial Wilderness's Heavenly Dao system, capable of concealing heavenly secrets and blocking divination.

Thus, even he, a Saint on the verge of merging with the Dao, could not calculate who Di Jun was referring to, nor did he know when such an anomaly had arisen in the Primordial Wilderness.

Still, not knowing was one thing; based on his understanding of the Heavenly Dao's laws and the realm system of the Primordial Wilderness, such a thing was utterly impossible.

Hongjun slowly shook his head, his voice cold but filled with unshakable authority:

"Absurd."

"Immortals and mortals are distinct; realms have their order. A Heavenly Immortal compared to a Grand Unity is like a firefly to the bright moon, mud to clouds, a chasm like a heavenly moat—how could there be any principle of overstepping?"

"Such thoughts are nothing but delusions. All of you should guard your hearts and diligently cultivate the true path of the Great Dao."

With these words, Hongjun directly dismissed Di Jun's question and denied the possibility of a Heavenly Immortal suppressing a Grand Unity.

Hearing this, Di Jun frowned slightly, his doubts deepening, but he dared not press further. He respectfully acknowledged and returned to his seat.

Other knowledgeable great powers, such as the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, were also lost in thought. Even the Dao Ancestor said it was impossible—so what exactly was Ao Chen's origin?

Hongjun paid no heed to the thoughts of those below and continued, "However, under the Heavenly Dao, to attain a Saint Position, one requires a certain object. This object is the foundation of the Great Dao, named—the Primordial Violet Qi!"

As his words fell, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun swept his sleeve!

Seven streams of flowing light, radiant with color, imbued with profound Dao resonance, as if connecting to the very origin of the Great Dao, flew out from his sleeve and hovered in midair within the hall!

This was the key to Sainthood—the Primordial Violet Qi!

Everyone's breath stopped in that instant, their eyes locked onto the seven streams of violet qi, filled with boundless longing!

"Under the Heavenly Dao, the Saint Positions are fixed," Hongjun's voice rang out again.

"Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing—you three are incarnations of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, bearing the merit of creation, and thus shall have Saint Positions!"

Three streams of Primordial Violet Qi shot forth instantly, merging into the Three Pure Ones!

The three immediately sat cross-legged, their bodies flowing with Dao resonance, clearly comprehending the Foundation for Sainthood!

"Nuwa, you shall perform great merits for the Primordial Wilderness in the future, and you too shall have a Saint Position!"

Another stream of Primordial Violet Qi flew toward Nuwa, merging into her body. A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Nuwa's beautiful eyes, and she bowed respectfully to Hongjun.

"Jieyin, Zhunti—though you two hail from the barren lands of the West, you possess great perseverance and great vows, wishing to establish a great school to enlighten the West, and thus shall have Saint Positions!"

Two streams of Primordial Violet Qi tore through the air, merging into the bodies of Jieyin and Zhunti, whose faces bore expressions of hardship.

The two were overjoyed, repeatedly kowtowing: "Thank you, Teacher, for your compassion!"

In an instant, six streams of Primordial Violet Qi had found their owners.

Only the last one remained, spinning slowly in midair, as if searching for its master.

All the great powers who had yet to receive a Violet Qi felt their hearts leap into their throats!

Especially Old Ancestor Hongyun, seated in the front row and boasting of his deep fortune, who was filled with eager anticipation.

Just then, the final Primordial Violet Qi flashed with light and truly flew toward Hongyun, merging into his body!

"Ah? I... I have one too?"

Hongyun was both shocked and delighted, even a little flustered, feeling the profound foundation of the Great Dao within him, momentarily stunned.

But this sight made Kunpeng, sitting beside Hongyun's original seat, burn with rage, his eyes red as if spitting fire!

"Hongyun!" Kunpeng roared in his heart!

If not for Hongyun's hypocritical offer of his seat back then, which had squeezed him out, this last Primordial Violet Qi would have been his!

The Foundation for Sainthood—lost to him because of that goody-two-shoes's one sentence!

Boundless hatred and Killing Intent, like venomous snakes, festered in Kunpeng's heart!

His gaze toward Hongyun was filled with undisguised greed and murderous intent!

On the other side, East King Duke, seated in the front row, also wore a grim expression.

His heart was brimming with jealousy and resentment!

Why? He was the Head of Male Immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, ruling the Immortal Court, holding a position of supreme honor—why couldn't he obtain even a single Primordial Violet Qi?

That Hongyun was nothing but a wandering cultivator—what virtue or ability did he have?

A fierce greed and a trace of resentment toward Hongjun's "favoritism" quietly arose in his heart.

The other great powers, such as Di Jun and Tai Yi, were also disappointed, but their schemes ran deeper, and they did not show it too openly.

Hongjun seemed unconcerned with the myriad reactions below. After bestowing the Primordial Violet Qi, he slowly closed his eyes and spoke no more.

While undercurrents stirred within the Purple Cloud Palace over the Primordial Violet Qi, Ao Chen had already crossed the endless seas with Ao Guang.

Now, he had arrived at the deepest part of the East Sea—a forbidden land shrouded in eternal darkness and crushing water pressure: Dragon Abyss.

Chapter 42: Battle the Azure Dragon, Suppress with a Turn of the Hand

Dragon Abyss was also the legendary site of the Dragon Tomb.

The moment they stepped into Dragon Abyss's domain, an indescribable desolation, deathly stillness, and a Karmic Debt and resentment so thick they nearly turned solid surged forth like a tidal wave!

The seawater here was black as ink, bone-chillingly cold. Giant dragon bone remnants lay scattered everywhere, exuding faint pressure and unwillingness.

Endless negative energy converged here, forming a unique, terrifying field that could shake even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal's composure.

"Such dense Karmic Debt..."

Ao Chen's brows furrowed tightly. He could clearly sense that within this Karmic Debt, the causal residue left by the Dragon-Han Calamity was concentrated to an extreme degree!

It seemed Ao Guang had not lied—something had indeed happened to the dragon clan's elders!

And the situation was likely worse than imagined.

He hesitated no longer. Shielding the shaken Ao Guang, he flew straight toward the deepest part of Dragon Abyss, where the Karmic Debt and dragon qi were most intense.

The deeper they went into Dragon Abyss, the heavier the desolation and deathly stillness became. The surrounding dragon bone remnants grew larger and more ancient; some even emitted faint dragon might, clearly belonging to earth-shaking great powers in life.

Finally, at the bottom of a pitch-black trench guarded by countless enormous dragon bones, they saw an ancient palace built from some strange black crystal.

Thick black Karmic energy coiled visibly around the palace, yet it also emitted a faint but still majestic and vast aura of the dragon clan's origin.

This was where the dragon clan's elders had entered their final seclusion, now trapped by the backlash of Karmic Debt.

As they neared the palace, an aged, weary voice, still carrying supreme authority, rang out:

"Ao Guang? Shouldn't you be guarding the East Sea? Why have you come to this forbidden place?"

The voice paused, as if recognizing Ao Chen's aura, and added with slight surprise:

"And Ao Chen? You little one, didn't you leave the East Sea? Why are you here?"

As the voice fell, an old man in a cyan dragon robe, with an ancient, weathered face and prominent dragon horns, slowly emerged from the palace's shadow.

He was one of the dragon clan's oldest surviving elders—the Azure Dragon, one of the Four Spirits of the East!

But now, this elder, who had once shaken the Primordial Wilderness, appeared unusually weak. His face was pale, and an unshakeable black aura lingered between his brows, clearly suffering greatly from the Karmic Debt backlash.

He looked at Ao Chen with confusion, puzzled that this junior, who should have left as a Golden Immortal, had returned with such a strange aura.

"Greetings, Ancestor Azure Dragon!"

Ao Guang hurried forward and bowed respectfully.

Then, with an anxious expression, he quickly reported everything: the Immortal Court's oppression, East King Duke's show of force, and how Ao Chen had returned and casually killed the Immortal Court's Taiyi Envoy.

"Ancestor, the Immortal Court goes too far! Now that Brother Ao Chen has killed their envoy, East King Duke is already a Quasi-Sage. If he comes seeking revenge..." Ao Guang's face was full of worry.

After hearing this, the Azure Dragon's eyes, which had been surprised by Ao Chen's appearance, sharpened. He gave Ao Chen a deep look, clearly not expecting this junior to have such courage and strength.

After the surprise came deeper concern.

As a dragon clan elder, he could not watch his own descendants walk to their deaths.

He sighed and spoke to Ao Chen in a grave tone: "Ao Chen, you acted too rashly!"

"Killing the Immortal Court's envoy—East King Duke will not let this go! He is already a Quasi-Sage; you are no match for him!"

"Here's what we'll do. Stay in Dragon Abyss for now." The Azure Dragon's tone carried an unyielding authority.

"This place is protected by our remaining strength and the Dragon Tomb Formation; it may keep you safe for a time. Once we have dealt with our own Karmic Debt, we will resolve this karma for you."

"Until then, do not go out again!"