BOOM!!!
BOOM!!!
BOOM!!!
Quasi-Saints!
Quasi-Saints!
And they were all Quasi-Saints!
The Six Kings of Purple Mansion had fully revealed their cultivation. The auras of six Quasi-Saints nearly froze the world for countless billions of kilometers. Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire erupted, and in the layers of the void, Minor Worlds seemed to be born one after another, while vast universes shattered in great numbers.
"Six Quasi-Saints? What opportunity did East King Duke get this time!?"
"Heavenly Court has changed so much, and Purple Mansion has too. Is this what it means to have Tianming on your side!?"
"Are we sure we're all living in the same world?"
All the Primordial Great Powers were stunned. One after another, the powerful figures of the Primordial Wilderness began cursing under their breath.
Breaking through to the Quasi-Saint Realm was unimaginably difficult for us, but over in Purple Mansion, Quasi-Saints were popping up in droves?
First the Star Origin, now several Quasi-Saints. This was just absurd!
"An opportunity? I don't think an opportunity can explain this anymore. There's someone behind East King Duke!"
"Who could it be?"
Upon the imperial throne, Di Jun's brow furrowed slightly, then relaxed. Information from countless Primordial Wilderness webnovels flashed through his mind. His fingers unconsciously began to make calculations, but then he seemed to realize something. Di Jun paused, a glint flashing in his eyes.
Whether or not things were as he suspected, he would know if he kept watching!
"Di Jun, do you think I can't see the flaw in this method? As long as your fortune endures, its blessings will remain. But what happens when your fortune wanes?"
"If your Heavenly Court suffers a crushing blow, the backlash you'll have to bear will be even greater—and far more severe!"
"Five Quasi-Saints can't match Nuwa and the others, but they can hold them off for a while. The Wing King's Quasi-Saint strength is enough to sweep the entire battlefield. What can you possibly use to fight me? Make your move. It's your only choice."
East King Duke gazed at Di Jun and spoke with a light laugh.
"Not bad. When fortune flourishes, the blessings continue; when fortune wanes, they disappear."
Di Jun nodded slightly, as if in agreement. East King Duke had only just begun to smile when Di Jun's tone shifted. Tilting his head slightly, he looked at East King Duke with a faintly amused expression. "But who told you that those ants like Pan Wang could hold Nuwa back?"
"And who told you that sweeping the battlefield would be of any use?"
Every word was calm and indifferent, yet rang with force!
When Di Jun finished speaking, East King Duke sneered disdainfully, not taking his words seriously in the slightest.
Trying to bluff me?
Was I born yesterday?
Go on, keep talking. Let's see if I believe you!
East King Duke opened his mouth to speak, but a sudden, shocking turn of events unfolded. His expression changed, and he whipped around to look.
"Impossible!"
A cry of disbelief escaped East King Duke. Even as he desperately tried to keep his composure, a trace of shock still appeared on his face.
"This..."
"Hiss..."
"Hiss..."
"Hiss..."
It wasn't only East King Duke. The expressions of all the powerful figures and Great Powers of the Primordial Wilderness changed. Gasps rang out across the Primordial Wilderness. The powerful figures who had been contentedly watching the spectacle suddenly rose to their feet in their respective abodes, shock written across their faces.
Purple Cloud Palace.
WHOOSH!!!
Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes and gazed out over the Primordial Wilderness. His brow furrowed deeply, and an inexplicable feeling stirred within him.
"What kind of method is this?"
"And what kind of Dao?"
"Could an otherworldly visitor really possess such peculiar abilities...?"
The words left Hongjun's lips in a murmur. He took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes.
What was happening now had stirred Hongjun somewhat. Even he found it difficult to fathom. But it didn't matter. Everything was still within his grasp, and it was all still unfolding as he had envisioned.
He was Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao Spokesperson of the Primordial Wilderness, its first Saint, its foremost being, its Dao Ancestor. So what if unexpected developments kept arising? The entire Primordial Wilderness was his game board, and all living beings were his pieces. Everything remained under his control!
On the battlefield of the Primordial Continent.
At the battlefield where Nuwa and the others stood, Pan Wang and the rest revealed their Innate Beings true forms. Their enormous Dharma Aspects blotted out the sky, and their Quasi-Saint Dao Fruits erupted to their full extent.
Facing ruthless powerhouses like Nuwa, Fuxi, and Taiyi, Pan Wang and the others didn't dare underestimate them, even though they were all at the early Quasi-Saint stage. Compared to those three, they could only be considered juniors. Randeng was the only one who seemed a little easier to deal with.
"Five Quasi-Saints think they can stop us? They've got quite the low opinion of us."
Taiyi sighed.
As soon as he spoke, Taiyi flipped his hand, and the Chaos Bell appeared in his palm. Runes took shape between his brows, and a hint of immortal, exalted aura emerged, as if it stood above everything and looked down upon boundless dimensions.
A succession of thunderous booms rang out. Chaotic mists swirled behind him, boundless haze sprang into being, and the phantoms of billions of living beings appeared. All beings bowed in worship, their wishes gathering upon him as Taiyi awakened the Yao Emperor's status, imbued with a trace of Mythological characteristics.
Though Taiyi was only at the early Hunyuan Golden Immortal stage, in that moment, he seemed more like a Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal, transcendent above all!
HUM!!!
Taiyi wasn't the only one. Nuwa and Fuxi were also exerting their full power.
Behind Nuwa, the blessings of countless realms gathered and humanity flourished. Vast wishes transformed into boundless visions that swirled around her. Countless domains manifested in a dazzling array, surrounding her on every side. She seemed to have become the sovereign of the heavens and the empress of myriad worlds, noble, graceful, and supreme.
Although Fuxi had yet to condense a Mythological Status, his mastery of Space-Time was equally profound and extensive. He beckoned, drawing a thread of Space-Time power into his hand. With a sweep of his hands, an ancient zither appeared, Space-Time merging into it. When its strings rang, they seemed to stir the true meaning of Space-Time, faintly unfolding the past, present, and future.
Profound and unfathomable, wondrous beyond words!
Peerless and unimaginable!
"..."
Randeng had been about to make a move, but when he saw this, he opened his mouth, then silently retreated to the back.
Sorry, I've let everyone down. I'm not worthy.
This had turned into a full-on Mythological Status showcase. What was a low-tier guy like him supposed to do by stepping in? Make a fool of himself? He might as well watch quietly.
BOOM!!!
Pan Wang and the others sensed something was wrong and immediately formed hand seals to unleash their divine abilities. At the same time, countless Magic Treasures manifested, their Divine Restrictions surging toward Nuwa and the others.
Time itself nearly stopped. Their terrifying power seemed to affect the flow of Space-Time, and even the Great Dao seemed to grow sluggish.
CLANG!!!
Just as the attacks were about to arrive, Taiyi cast a calm glance aside and rang the Chaos Bell. Its vast peal spread outward, carrying the power to suppress the Three Thousand Chaos and the countless Primordial Mists. Its power held the utmost destruction and return to the void. The radiance of every spiritual treasure dimmed, cracks appeared, and all the attacks vanished like bubbles.
"Suppress!"
At a single word, Pan Wang's Dao Fruit nearly crumbled. The Chaos Bell shook, directly severing the three flowers above his head and reducing his cultivation from the Quasi-Saint Realm to Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Fuxi and Nuwa followed right after, Space-Time power sweeping forth as the power of creation surged.
They were in the same realm, yet their power seemed far more supreme!
Like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood!
They had no power to resist, no chance to fight back.
It was faster than anyone could imagine, faster than anything they could comprehend.
In just a ten-millionth of an instant, Pan Wang, Thunder King, Azure King, Soul King, and Snow King were all gravely wounded!
"You're not Quasi-Saints! You've proven the Dao through strength! Hunyuan Golden Immortals!? No! That's not right—even Hunyuan Golden Immortals don't have this kind of power. What is that aura? What is that power of status!?"
East King Duke could no longer remain calm. He shot to his feet in shock and anger, his eyes fixed on Nuwa and the others.
And just then, an even greater upheaval erupted!
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