Wutian stood atop Spirit Mountain.
His eyes swept over Demon Buddha Zhunti, Jieyin, and the many Buddhas and Buddhist patriarchs. His expression was as calm as a deep lake, utterly unruffled, and carried the Dao Resonance of one who had seen through all illusions.
"Wutian, this Primordial Violet Qi belongs to you!"
Dong Wanggong wore a gentle expression, his manner refined and easygoing. He lightly waved his jade sleeve, and the Primordial Violet Qi floated before Wutian, radiating a deep purple-gold light.
The foundation of sainthood!
Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp, Guanyin Buddha... and countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all caught their breath. A trace of greed flickered deep in their eyes.
"This humble Daoist thanks the Immortal Emperor and the Dao Ancestor!"
Wutian bowed to the two once more. The Five Energies Returning to the Origin gathered in his chest, while the Great Luo Three Flowers appeared above his head. The aura of Quasi-Saint Peak quietly spread through the Primordial World.
"Your fortune is quite remarkable," Dao Ancestor Hongjun said slowly.
He had seen Wutian's potential and good fortune. After cultivating in the Netherworld Underworld for tens of thousands of years, Wutian had long since forged a flawless Dao Heart. His aptitude could not match that of the Three Pure Ones and the others, but his devotion to the Great Dao was unyielding.
"It was the Immortal Emperor and Dao Ancestor who bestowed this opportunity upon me. Only because of you could I devote myself to cultivation in peace. Though I have yet to comprehend any law to the point of transformation, I have created a Dao of my own."
"This Dao is a lesser Dao, yet it can still lead straight to the peak of the Great Dao!"
Wutian spoke with an air of calm detachment. When he looked at