Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Religions, You Won't Split Up?

The two sages spoke with not the slightest exaggeration.

If it weren't for the fact that he was their own junior disciple-nephew, they might well have set aside their old faces and made a move themselves.

Its effects were nearly comparable to the Primordial Violet Qi, the foundation of sagehood.

Ask yourself, in all the Primordial Era, how many could resist such temptation?

Their gazes all converged on Taiqing.

After all, Xuandan was Taiqing's disciple; the final say rested with Laozi.

Laozi sat calm and composed, his expression serene, and said unhurriedly, "What's the rush? Let's watch a little longer. We are all sages—why all this fuss?"

"This is precisely the perfect opportunity to sway the world, and just the chance to fulfill the Dao Ancestor's arrangements."

Tongtian grew anxious at once, his words turning somewhat sharp.

"Elder Brother, if you won't manage your own disciple, then This Humble Daoist will."

"Anyone who dares lay a hand on Junior Disciple-Nephew Xuandan must first ask if the Four Immortal Execution Swords in my hand will allow it!"

Yuanshi also furrowed his brow, deeply puzzled.

"Elder Brother, this matter involves far too much—it's no child's play."

"Xuandan is your personal disciple; you cannot simply let it go."

Laozi rose and let out a sigh, his profound gaze settling on the two sages.

"No harm done. Since things have come to this, waiting a little longer won't hurt."

"Don't think of This Humble Daoist as being so cold-hearted. He is, after all, my own personal disciple."

"When the time comes, I will act personally."

At these words, Yuanshi and Tongtian exchanged a glance and smiled—steady now!

They shared the same origin as Laozi.

None knew better than they how strong their elder brother truly was.

The Four Dragon Kings and Huanglong looked at one another, all wearing expressions of shock.

They had already grasped the gravity of the situation.

Countless Strange Beasts were charging toward the Dragon Palace.

All the beings of the Primordial Era stared at the Dragon Palace with longing.

Among them, the Strange Beasts made no attempt to conceal themselves; their terrifying pressure poured down without restraint.

There were no lack of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, and even faint shadows of Quasi-Saints lurked among them.

The Dragon Clan had never seen such a spectacle since the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation.

The East Sea Dragon King reacted swiftly—after all, he had lived through the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation.

"Activate the Dragon Palace's defensive grand formation. Summon all Dragon Palace experts to hold this ground."

"The four of us will join forces, borrowing the formation's power to delay as long as we can."

The Four Dragon Kings wore solemn expressions as they all reverted to their true forms.

Massive Five-Clawed True Dragons took their positions at four different corners of the Dragon Palace.

At the same time, the Dragon Palace's grand formation emerged, faint dragon roars echoing through the air.

Huanglong did not idle either; he tried every means to contact Xuandan.

But at this very moment, Xuandan was at the critical juncture of breaking through to Golden Immortal and could not respond.

Anxious, Huanglong dared not delay and immediately used a secret technique to contact his fellow disciples.

Upon learning of the urgent situation, Guang Chengzi's expression turned grave.

"Junior Disciple Xuandan is breaking through?"

"The winds and clouds gather over the East Sea—I wonder what Master and the Uncles are thinking."

"Great Luo, Taiyi... this has already gone beyond what we can handle."

"Strange indeed. Master and the others absolutely cannot be unaware of this."

"No matter. I'll set aside the opportunity here for now—I must not let anything happen to Junior Disciple Xuandan!"

He casually cast out a talisman, which transformed into dozens of streaks of green light scattering across the sky.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, he exerted his full power in the escape technique and sped toward the East Sea.

The rest—Chi Jingzi, True Person Yu Ding, True Person Taiyi...

Chan Sect disciples across the Primordial Era who received the message all activated their escape lights and rushed to the East Sea to help.

Xuan Du, who had been preaching at the ancestral land of the Human Race, furrowed his brow deeply.

Upon learning the contents of the talisman, his expression turned panicked, and he left without a single word.

The sermon was cut short, and he sped toward the East Sea.

Xuan Du knew all too well the allure of Xuandan. Now that the situation had just begun, it had already drawn Taiyi and a Great Luo Strange Beast. By the time he fully broke through, who knew what the scene would be like.

"Junior Brother, you must not come to harm!"

Atop Buzhou Mountain, Duobao, the senior brother of the Jie Sect, also received the news.

He gazed toward the East Sea, his face expressionless, silent.

Behind him followed three other direct disciples of the Jie Sect.

Among them, Wudang spoke up to ask.

"Senior Brother, what should we do?"

Duobao stood at the mountain peak, his Dao robe fluttering in the wind, and gave a faint smile.

"No need to ask. The East Sea right now is surely a gathering of storms, a spectacle of bustle and excitement!"

"Even if there is a Great Luo Strange Beast, what of it? Merely a beast!"

"We shall make a trip to the East Sea, meet the heroes there, and let the East Sea see the swords of our Three Teachings' disciples!"

"Our disciples of the Three Teachings, testing our swords at the East Sea—how splendid would that be?!"

With that, he laughed aloud, transformed into a piercing sword-light, and flew toward the East Sea.

It wasn't just the inner disciples of the Jie Sect. As Duobao left, he also notified all the Outer disciples.

Zhao Gongming and San Xiao, who were training overseas, were deeply shaken by the Prehistoric World's might stirred by Xuandan.

Without a second word, Zhao Gongming turned and headed straight for the East Sea.

"Junior Brother Xuandan helped my sisters attain the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. He is one of our own—we must give him our full support!"

Yun Xiao, the leader of San Xiao, spoke with a grave and solemn expression.

"Junior Brother gave us pills to help us achieve Golden Immortal."

"Now we must protect his safety with all our strength. Let's go!"

At a certain Blessed Land and Grotto-Heaven in the eastern heartlands of the Prehistoric World.

Jin Guang Xian, Qiu Shou Xian, Ling Ya Xian, and Winged Immortal of the Seven Attendant Immortals were all there.

They simultaneously received Duobao's message.

They exchanged glances and smiled in unison. Winged Immortal spoke.

"What's there to say? If someone dares to lay a hand on our junior brother, can we allow it?!"

The other three replied with fierce determination.

"No way. Let's take them on!"

The four of them were naturally unrestrained and unconventional by nature, so their bond was deep.

No words were needed. They rushed at top speed toward the East Sea Dragon Palace.

From all corners of the Prehistoric World, countless beams of light rose and sped straight for the East Sea.

They knew how perilous this battle would be, yet they hesitated not a moment.

As some disciples said, when disciples of the Xuan Sect have their own disputes, that's a matter to settle behind closed doors.

But now that a junior brother was in trouble, the Xuan Sect must unite as one to repel the external enemy!

Within the Eight Sceneries Palace on Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones watched this scene.

They couldn't help but show relieved smiles.

The Xuan Sect had split into the Human, Chan, and Jie Sects—different paths, but the bond remained unchanged.

When a fellow disciple was in danger, the disciples of the Three Teachings made no distinction between yours and mine.

Countless beams of light converged on the East Sea, and in the eyes of the Three Pure Ones, it was a sight like no other.

White lotus root, green lotus leaves—the Three Teachings were originally one family.

Chapter 28: Xuandan Awakens the Dao, Attains Golden Immortal; Disciples of the Three Teachings Gather at the Dragon Palace!

Xuandan's eyes were tightly shut, his Primordial Spirit communing with heaven and earth.

A phantom slowly coalesced into the tenth Dao pattern.

Heavenly Dao thunderbolts fell from the firmament, and the River of Time was like a pool of lightning.

Bathing in the thunder, he bore witness to his own Great Dao.

"The Golden Elixir Great Dao, the Art of Alchemy... there may be common ground between them."

"I am the Golden Elixir, achieving Golden Immortal, a transformation of life—perhaps this is no different from the final step of alchemy."

"Cultivation, the Golden Elixir, alchemy..."