Hongjun Attains Sainthood, All Beings Listen to the Dao

Hongjun became a Sage!

Four words, like the heavenly sound of the Great Dao, exploded within Xuanqing's sea of consciousness.

He instantly halted his attempt to break through to the Great Yi Mysterious Immortal realm, jolting awake from his deep cultivation state.

This was Hongjun's first sermon! A truly supreme opportunity in the Honghuang world!

Almost all future great powers of the Honghuang would emerge from that Purple Cloud Palace. The Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, Jieyin, Zunti—these six future Heavenly Dao Sages were all Hongjun's direct disciples.

Not to mention Dijun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Kunpeng, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and a host of other top-tier Innate Godly Beings.

One could say, missing this sermon meant missing the first express train of the entire Honghuang era!

Xuanqing's heart burned with excitement, but he quickly calmed down.

He was only at Xuan Immortal Peak now, a universe away from those big shots who were at least Golden Immortal, Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, or even Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Thirty-Three Heavens? What kind of place was that? With his meager cultivation, forget listening to Hongjun's sermon—even flying there was a problem.

Just as Xuanqing was pondering this, a gentle yet majestic voice rang out.

"Xuanqing."

It was Yuanshi Tianzun's voice!

"Disciple is here!" Xuanqing quickly replied with reverence.

"Hongjun Dao Ancestor has become a Sage. This is an unprecedented opportunity since time immemorial. Your foundation is stable; there's no need to rush a breakthrough. Come with your master to the Thirty-Three Heavens, witness the vastness of heaven and earth—it will benefit your future cultivation."

Xuanqing's heart leaped with joy upon hearing this!

Indeed, latching onto a powerful backer was the real way to go! He had been worrying about how to get there, and his master directly gave the order.

"Thank you, Master! Disciple obeys!"

"Mm. Come on your own. Your master will go ahead with your Senior Grand Uncle and Third Martial Uncle." Yuanshi Tianzun's voice faded.

Xuanqing was momentarily stunned.

Come on my own? Wasn't he supposed to take me along?

But Xuanqing quickly understood Yuanshi Tianzun's intent.

A Sage's sermon, a long and perilous journey—being able to reach the Purple Cloud Palace was itself a form of selection.

His master could protect him for a time, but not forever. The road ahead was ultimately his to walk alone.

"Understood!"

Xuanqing hesitated no longer. With a thought, he transformed into a streak of cyan light, shooting up into the sky, leaving Crane Mountain Cliff and heading toward the endless heavens beyond.

The moment he left Kunlun Mountain's barrier, Xuanqing was stunned by the sight before him.

Across the entire Honghuang land, countless divine beams of light shot into the sky like inverted meteor showers, all aimed at the same direction—the elusive Thirty-Three Heavens.

From the depths of Beiming, a shadow blotting out the sky soared upward.

From the Undying Volcano, a youth radiating the aura of the Phoenix Clan's progenitor opened his eyes and leaped into the air.

These were just the tip of the iceberg. Even more Innate Godly Beings of unknown origins flew out from their respective dojos, each exuding an immensely powerful aura.

"Good grief, this crowd is like a market fair," Xuanqing couldn't help but mutter.

He steadied his mind, pushed the Myriad Qi Returning to Yuan Purification Technique gifted by Yuanshi Tianzun to its limit, sharply increased his speed, and mingled with the countless streaks of light, struggling upward.

The higher he flew, the greater the pressure.

The Nine Heavens Gale cut into him like blades. An ordinary Xuan Immortal here probably couldn't even maintain their protective immortal light.

Fortunately, Xuanqing wore the Mysterious Yellow Merit Robe and possessed an Immaculate Dao Body, so this gale was nothing to him.

He looked up and saw, at the forefront of the sky, three most dazzling and radiant beams of pure light, charging ahead at an extreme speed.

Those three beams seemed to ignore the distance of space and time, leaving the main force far behind in just a few flashes.

Without a doubt, they were his master Yuanshi Tianzun, Senior Grand Uncle Taishang Laojun, and Third Martial Uncle Tongtian Cult Leader.

Truly the orthodox lineage of Pangu, the future Heavenly Dao Sages!

Not far behind the Three Pure Ones was the second echelon.

Two golden rainbows of True Sun Fire streaked across the sky, domineering and unparalleled—they were the Demon Race's Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Beside them, the siblings Nüwa and Fuxi rode on Auspicious Clouds, their bodies flowing with Dao Rhyme, their speed no slower.

Further away, twelve streams of Turbid Qi surged into the sky. They cultivated no Primordial Spirit, crossing the void with sheer physical bodies alone, each step causing space to tremble—these were the Twelve Ancestral Mages.

Though they had no Primordial Spirit and couldn't comprehend the profound Dao, Hongjun becoming a Sage was such a monumental event that they too wanted to join the excitement and probe the situation.

Xuanqing watched these figures, his heart filled with emotion.

Just then, a sudden change occurred!

A cold, swift black light suddenly shot out from the second echelon, its speed exploding to the extreme in an instant, actually coming from behind to overtake the frontrunners—the Three Pure Ones!

It was the Demon Beast Kunpeng!

His true form was a primordial beast of the ancient wilderness, and speed was his signature skill. Now, with an all-out burst, he faintly showed signs of catching up to the Three Pure Ones.

In the Honghuang, the strong reign supreme.

At the Purple Cloud Palace's sermon, the order of seating might represent the size of future opportunities. Kunpeng clearly wanted to contend for the top spot.

However, fast as he was, someone was faster!

"Hmph!"

A cold, light snort came from one of the three beams of clear light ahead.

It was Yuanshi Tianzun!

He was already displeased with Kunpeng from last time, when the latter coveted Xuanqing's Innate Merit Treasure, and he had always looked down on those born of moisture and eggs, those wearing fur and horns.

Seeing Kunpeng so ignorant of propriety now, daring to try to surpass the Three Pure Ones, anger flared in his heart.

Without even turning his head, Yuanshi Tianzun casually flicked his Sleeve Robe backward.

"Buzz—"

A stream of air materialized out of nowhere. Though it seemed slow, it struck solidly against Kunpeng's Demon Body-Protection Light.

"Crack!"

Kunpeng's Demon Body-Protection Light, strong enough to withstand attacks from Innate Spiritual Treasures, was utterly fragile before this gray stream of air, shattering instantly.

"Pfft!"

Kunpeng was struck as if by a heavy blow. His massive form staggered in the air, and he spat a mouthful of Demon Blood, his aura instantly wilting.

His eyes were filled with venomous resentment as he stared fixedly at Yuanshi Tianzun's back.

He couldn't understand how, both being at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, the other's casual strike left him utterly powerless to resist!

After a long pause, Yuanshi Tianzun's voice drifted over slowly, echoing through this void.

"A creature of fur and horns dares to run neck and neck with us? Knowing no rank or respect, get back down!"

This scene made all the great powers behind, who were still hurrying along, tremble inwardly, and their speeds unconsciously slowed.

Among the Demon Race's strong, Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's faces darkened.

Though Yuanshi Tianzun had struck Kunpeng, Kunpeng was nominally a member of the Demon Race. This was no different from slapping their race's face in public.

But what could they do?

They could clearly sense that the power contained in Yuanshi Tianzun's strike just now had already surpassed the scope of an ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Late Stage!

He might even have touched the threshold of that realm!

With such strength, even if the brothers joined forces, they would likely gain nothing. Moreover, beside him were Taishang Laojun and Tongtian Cult Leader, his brothers of the same origin.

"Big Brother, endure!" Eastern Emperor Taiyi transmitted his voice.

Dijun nodded slightly, his gaze growing deeper.

On the other side, the Twelve Ancestral Mages roared with laughter.

"Delightful! That Long-Feathered Bird, I've long found him an eyesore!" the hot-tempered Zhurong laughed loudly.

"That Yuanshi guy, though annoying to look at, sometimes suits my taste," Gonggong also chuckled.

They were mortal enemies with the Demon Race anyway, so they were happy to see Kunpeng humiliated.

Nüwa and Fuxi exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.

The Pangu Three Pure Ones were truly unfathomable.