Literary Sect and the Three Religions; Houtu Exits Seclusion, Her Sights Set on the Blood Sea

Laozi and Tongtian each nodded in acknowledgment.

Without another word, the three figures departed the Three Pure Ones Hall one after another.

With a lift of his hand, Laozi stored Bajing Palace in his sleeve. A flash of clear light later, he was already at Mount Shouyang.

The mountain stretched vast and ancient, its spiritual energy gentle and nourishing. He set up his Dao palace anew, entered the hall, and slowly closed its doors before entering seclusion.

Tongtian, meanwhile, swept his sleeve, gathering Biyou Palace along with all the Jie Sect disciples scattered across East Kunlun and the surrounding areas of Kunlun Mountain.

Space twisted, and Heaven and Earth changed scenery.

In the next moment, he stood above the East Sea.

Tongtian's Spiritual Sense swept across the area and detected an immortal island concealed beneath layers of clouds and mist and formations.

Spiritual radiance lay hidden within it. It was an exceptional grotto-heaven blessed land, known as Golden Turtle Island.

"This treasure land shall serve perfectly as the foundation of my Jie Sect!"

As his words fell, Biyou Palace came crashing down into place.

The Jie Sect disciples only felt their vision blur. When they came back to their senses, they found themselves on a sea island filled with Yinyun spiritual energy and lingering immortal mist.

Tongtian stood upon high ground, his voice spreading through the four directions:

"The Three Pure Ones have split up, and the Three Religions shall each stand on their own.

"From this day onward, my Jie Sect shall begin in the East Sea, with the ambition of spreading our teachings throughout the Primordial Wilderness!"

The Jie Sect disciples were stirred to the core and bowed in unison.

"Master is wise!"

Perhaps all Three Pure Ones had mixed feelings about splitting up.

Yet for the disciples