Purple Cloud Palace's Third Sermon, Dao Ancestor Hongjun Bestows Primordial Violet Qi!

Purple Cloud Palace.

The innate deities gathered once more.

Having witnessed Dao Ancestor Hongjun's great magic power, their longing to prove Dao and become saints grew even stronger.

Old Master Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and other great beings sat cross-legged, comprehending the Dao resonance within the Purple Cloud Palace, absorbing innate spiritual qi, faint rays of light radiating from their bodies.

This sermon involved a Heavenly Dao divine object that could help living beings fuse their Three Corpses, so all Twelve Ancestral Witches had come, unlike last time when only Houtu attended.

East King Duke sat atop the Twenty-Four Petal Creation Green Lotus.

West Queen Mother nestled in his arms, her eyes brimming with tender affection; her realm had also broken through to Quasi-Saint Peak. As long as she fused her Three Corpses, she could prove Dao and become a saint.

Nuwa sat on a cushion, her eyes piercing with longing as she exchanged flirtatious glances with East King Duke, drawing envy from many innate deities.

Nuwa, West Queen Mother, and Dragon Emperor Ying Long.

East King Duke was now enjoying the blessings of multiple beauties, even the chance of sharing a bed together was not out of reach.

"The hour has come. Greet the Dao Ancestor!"

Haotian and Yaochi Boy spoke in unison. The two had cultivated the Method of Slaying Three Corpses to Attain Dao and, under Dao Ancestor Hongjun's tutelage, reached the Early-stage Quasi-Saint realm.

Though inferior to other innate deities, their foundation was exceptionally solid and stable.

On the cloud platform, Dao Ancestor Hongjun appeared.

"In the Primordial World, I have given three sermons. The first two covered the paths of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and Quasi-Saint. This time, I shall teach the path of Heavenly Dao Saint!"

"When the sermon ends, I have important matters to announce. All of you must listen attentively."

With that, the Jade Disk of Creation appeared above Dao Ancestor Hongjun's head, the Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel radiated golden light, and the entire Purple Cloud Palace was enveloped in dense Dao resonance. Everyone bathed in the baptism of the Great Dao.

This time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches finally did not fall asleep; they all listened earnestly.

Ever since the great battle between Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Old Ancestor Yangmei ended, Dijiang and the others had ceased to be arrogant and proud. They even rarely spoke reckless words like "Disrespect Heavenly Dao" or "Solely Reverence Pangu."

The Wu Race only submitted to the strong, so the Twelve Ancestral Witches had chosen to follow their hearts.

"Hongmeng opened, Chaos began. There was something undifferentiated yet complete, born before Heaven and Earth. Silent and void, it stood alone and unchanging, revolving without cease, and could be the mother of all under Heaven. I do not know its name, so I style it 'Dao.' Forced to name it, I call it 'Great.' Great means passing on, passing on means reaching far, reaching far means returning. Thus, Dao is great, Heaven is great, Earth is great, and humanity is also great. Within the realm, there are four greats, and humanity occupies one. Humanity follows Earth, Earth follows Heaven, Heaven follows Dao, Dao follows nature..."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's voice was melodious, creating countless visions. Spiritual rain fell across the entire Primordial World, and endless auspicious signs descended.

Heavenly flowers scattered, golden lotuses sprang from the earth, purple qi came from the east for billions of miles, and wind and clouds shifted.

Boundless Primordial World fortune gathered toward Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and merit derived from it fell into the Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel. His entire being became even more benevolent and sacred.

Soon, three thousand years passed in an instant.

The innate deities all awoke from their enlightenment.

East King Duke opened his eyes, contemplating his gains. The magic power within his body had multiplied several times, and his Immortal Dao Law had also advanced, though it had not yet reached perfection.

"The Great Dao has fifty, Heaven's evolution has forty-nine, and one escapes. Therefore, the Heavenly Dao is incomplete."

"The three sermons have ended. I shall now use my body to supplement the Heavenly Dao, making the Primordial World's origin complete from now on."

"Henceforth, Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke slowly, his gaze sweeping over the three thousand deities seated below, finally resting on the six on the cushions and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"After merging with the Dao, minor trends can be changed, but major trends cannot!"

"Unless a major trend shifts, Hongjun will not appear!"

As his words fell, joy and sorrow mingled within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Those who grieved did so because Dao Ancestor Hongjun could no longer preach to them, making it difficult to raise their realms in the future, let alone prove Dao.

Those who rejoiced did so because without Dao Ancestor Hongjun's mountain weighing on their hearts, they could act freely in the Primordial World, displaying their ambitions and abilities.

"Wah wah wah!"

Suddenly, two crying voices rang out.

Zhunti and Jieyin sat on their cushions, embracing each other and wailing bitterly, as if their very lifeline had been severed. Their cries were no less loud than during the first sermon.

Chrysanthemums withered, scars covered the ground!

If not for everyone knowing the character of these two from the West, they might have been fooled.

Hypocrites, true villains!

"Dao Ancestor, no!"

"Our Western World is barren. My fellow disciple and I have shallow backgrounds and insufficient talent. If we can no longer hear your sermons, then we will have no opportunity in this life. Proving Dao and becoming a saint will be harder than ascending to the heavens!"

Zhunti wailed loudly, pouring out the worries in his heart.

Between the lines, he was also seeking the opportunities Dao Ancestor Hongjun could bestow to help them prove Dao and become saints, then spread the glory of the Western World.

In an instant, crying filled the Purple Cloud Palace.

Seeing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun shook his head. He understood Zhunti and Jieyin extremely well.

If not for the karmic debt from the War of Dao and Demon, he would never have given the cushions to these two. Whether Zhen Yuanzi or Old Ancestor Minghe in the Netherworld Sea of Blood, both were superior to Zhunti and Jieyin.

Furthermore, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had already seen through the ambitions of Zhunti and Jieyin from the River of Life, their establishment of the Western Teachings and the Side Gate being a drain on the Mystic Gate's fortune.

However, the general trend could not be changed after all, and Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not pursue the matter too far.

"All of you, be silent!"

"If you have any questions, you may ask this poor Daoist. At that time, I will also bestow Heavenly Dao divine objects to help those with affinity merge their Three Corpses and give birth to the fruition of a Heavenly Dao Saint."

Divine light flickered in Dao Ancestor Hongjun's eyes.

The opportunity for sainthood needed to be given away, not actively granted by him.

Everything had a procedure!

"May I ask, Dao Ancestor, who is fated to become a Saint?"

Hearing this, Old Master Taiqing stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Proving Dao and becoming a Saint was the greatest wish of every cultivator.

Old Master Taiqing and his two younger brothers had already severed two corpses. As long as they found a suitable spiritual treasure and obtained a Heavenly Dao divine object, they could prove Dao and become Saints.

"The path to proving Dao is divided into the path of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin and the path of the Heavenly Dao Saint. All of you may seek the method of proving Dao that suits you."

"A Heavenly Dao Saint is a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin, but a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin is not a Heavenly Dao Saint. The Heavenly Dao Saint is a fruition, while the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin is a realm. However, within the Primordial World, both are collectively called Saints."

"If a Heavenly Dao Saint falls, they can be resurrected at the Heavenly Dao Origin. But once a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin dies, they dissipate completely into the River of Life. However, as long as one's strength is sufficient, there is no such thing as falling!"

"As it is said, heaven and earth may perish, but I do not; the sun and moon may decay, but I am immortal; the Three Thousand Worlds may collapse, yet I remain; I pass through countless kalpas without perishing, grasp all laws, and peer into eternity!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun declared in a loud voice, especially the last sentence, which contained his Dao heart.

If the myriad things do not perish, I do not perish!

If the myriad things are all destroyed, I alone endure!

"Dao Ancestor Hongjun shall hold eternity!"

"This Emperor's Dao shall also be imperishable!"

East King Duke sat cross-legged, his heart surging with turbulent waves.

At this moment, his Dao heart became even more steadfast. Even if the Primordial World were destroyed and chaos returned to nothingness, he would not abandon his Dao heart or let his will collapse.

On the Cloud Platform.

After a brief pause, Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke slowly.

"In the Primordial World, under the Heavenly Dao, there shall be nine Saint thrones!"

"This poor Daoist has obtained one. Eight more Heavenly Dao Saints are needed to teach and transform the living beings of the Primordial World on my behalf, jointly maintaining the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Three Thousand Innate Gods shuddered.

Old Master Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, and the other Innate Great Powers who had not obtained a Cushion were all excited.

Vaguely, they felt that their opportunity had arrived.

"Under the Heavenly Dao, if one wishes to merge the Three Corpses and prove Dao to become a Saint, one must possess the foundation of sainthood—the Primordial Violet Qi!"

"This poor Daoist obtained nine strands of Primordial Violet Qi. Previously, I used one to re-refine the Three Corpses. Now, eight strands of Primordial Violet Qi remain, all of which can be bestowed upon those with affinity."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's words instantly dispelled the excited atmosphere in the Purple Cloud Palace.

Eight strands of Primordial Violet Qi—how could that be enough?

Ignoring their lamentations, Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked directly at East King Duke, a kind smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as the rhythm of the Immortal Dao emanated.

"East King Duke, with your Grand Unity Three Flowers Twelve Petals, your aptitude rivals that of the Great God Pangu. Although this poor Daoist knows this Primordial Violet Qi is useless to you, as the heir to the Immortal Dao, you are destined to obtain this strand of Primordial Violet Qi!"

"As for whether you refine it yourself or give it to another, that is all Heaven's will. No need to worry!"

With that, a strand of Primordial Violet Qi flickered with Seven-Colored Divine Light, and Dao Ancestor Hongjun struck it into East King Duke's Primordial Spirit, surging with supreme Heavenly Dao Rules.

This scene stunned everyone!

At this moment, they couldn't help but suspect whether East King Duke was Dao Ancestor Hongjun's illegitimate son from an early age!

Useless to him, yet still bestowed.

Truly, utterly absurd!

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