Jie Sect Shaken! Facing a Sage

Above Golden Ao Island, myriad anomalies unfolded.

Auspicious clouds stretched for millions of miles, rosy light cascading like waterfalls, casting the entire East Sea in a breathtaking, extraordinary splendor.

Ethereal immortal music drifted, as if carried from primordial antiquity, imbued with the profound sounds of the Great Dao.

Golden lotus phantoms bloomed from the void, then silently faded away.

Chaos energy flows coalesced into indistinct, ancient god demon phantoms, manifesting within the layers of clouds.

A vast Dao charm, tangible as substance, enveloped the entire Golden Ao Island.

"What... what kind of anomaly is this?"

Countless Jie Sect disciples rushed out from their cave mansions, looking up at the sky, their faces full of shock and bewilderment.

They had seen many anomalies caused by cultivation breakthroughs, but one of this scale, this aura, was utterly unheard of!

Daoist Duobao stood at the entrance of his own cave mansion, his usually composed face now unable to hide his astonishment.

His gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced through layers of void, attempting to trace the source of the anomaly.

"Spontaneous auspicious clouds, self-playing immortal music, earthly golden lotuses, a chaos escort... this is no ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal breakthrough!"

He murmured, his mind shaken.

"Even when I condensed the Three Flowers of Great Dao back then, blooming at seven grades, the anomalies I triggered only spanned ten thousand miles, with but a thread of Heavenly Dao favor."

"Now, this scene... could it be that a fellow disciple is condensing three flowers with a grade surpassing seven?"

The moment this thought arose, even he found it hard to believe.

A seven-grade bloom was already the limit of an innate pedigree.

Throughout the Primordial Eons, those who had reached this realm could be counted on one hand.

Eight grades? That was the domain of the legendary Pangu Orthodox Lineage, attainable only by the Three Pure Ones, including the Master himself!

When had the Jie Sect hidden such a heaven-defying figure?

He extended his spiritual sense, sweeping across the myriad cave mansions of Golden Ao Island, but ultimately withdrew it in confusion.

The anomaly enveloped the entire island, the Dao charm disrupting the heavenly secrets, making it impossible to pinpoint the source.

Within Zhao Gongming's cave mansion.

The four siblings, who had been discussing the Dao, had long since stopped.

Bi Xiao stared at the vast anomaly in the sky, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief:

"Elder Brother, two elder sisters, this... which senior brother or sister is breaking through? The momentum is too terrifying, isn't it?"

Qiong Xiao's expression was solemn as she sensed the joyful rhythm of the Great Dao resonating between heaven and earth, and said softly:

"This is extraordinary. This is not a mere breakthrough in magical power; it feels more like... a pedigree transformation, an origin sublimation, drawing the celebration of the Great Dao."

Yun Xiao nodded slightly, a hint of surprise in her clear, cold gaze:

"The auspicious clouds and golden lotuses are merely the surface. The key is those faintly appearing chaos phantoms."

"To trigger a chaos anomaly, their pedigree... has likely surpassed an innate pedigree."

Zhao Gongming stroked the golden whip at his waist, his thick brows tightly furrowed. After a long moment, he said solemnly:

"For someone of such caliber to be on the island without any of us knowing... it seems our Jie Sect truly hides dragons and crouching tigers."

A guess stirred in his heart, but it felt too absurd, so he shook his head and kept it unsaid.

Saint Mother Wudang stood atop a mountain peak, her sleeves fluttering in the wind, a rare hint of confusion on her usually cool face.

Saint Mother Guiling blinked her lively eyes, full of curiosity. She attempted a finger calculation, but only found the heavenly secrets shrouded in chaos.

Saint Mother Jinling, with spiritual light flowing around her body that faintly resonated with the boundless rosy clouds, was shocked inwardly:

"In my billions of years of cultivation, I have never seen such a scene. Under the Master's tutelage, there is such a variable?"

The Seven Attendant Immortals and the many outer disciples were all abuzz with discussion and endless speculation.

The entire Golden Ao Island was set ablaze by this sudden, vast anomaly.

Within the desolate cave mansion.

Xuandu was completely unaware of all this.

His mind was entirely sunk into his Purple Mansion, all his energy focused on stabilizing the newly formed phantom of the eight-petal three flowers.

The vast origin power brought by the Chaos God Demon Pedigree nourished the three flowers again and again.

The golden human flower, the white earth flower, the purple heaven flower.

Though the eight-grade petals were still phantoms, they already possessed a naturally formed Dao charm, their radiance contained within, perfectly harmonizing with his divine soul, magical power, and physical body.

"The Chaos God Demon Pedigree... truly heaven-defying."

Xuandu mused inwardly.

"Without this pedigree, who knows how many years and how much fortune it would have taken me to condense the three flowers."

"Now, not only have I succeeded in an instant, but I have also reached eight grades, possessing a potential foundation that rivals the Three Pure Ones of yore!"

The path ahead suddenly opened wide.

The door to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Realm, once tightly shut, now seemed to have cracked open a sliver for him.

As long as he relied on the continuous feedback from the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals' cultivation to steadily accumulate power, the day he could charge through that threshold was within reach!

He could even feel the vast magic power at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Peak within him, under the refinement of the Eight-Petal Three Flowers and the enhancement of the Chaos God Demon Pedigree, growing ever more condensed.

Every strand of magic power seemed to carry the ancient Dao rhythm from before World Creation, its might incomparable to before.

"The time has come."

Xuandu's gaze sharpened, his resolve firm.

"With this Pedigree Transformation and the initial formation of the Three Flowers, I'll seize the momentum, trigger the Cultivation Feedback in one go, and strike at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal!"

He No Longer Hesitated, sinking his mind into his Sea of Consciousness to communicate with the dormant system.

He prepared to guide that vast, ocean-like Cultivation Sum Feedback toward the elusive Hunyuan Bottleneck and launch his assault!

Yet, the very moment his thought stirred and his magic power barely moved—

Before him.

The void rippled like water, silent and seamless.

A figure appeared there without any warning.

Plain green robes, an unremarkable face.

No aura leaked from his body, yet he seemed to be the origin of all heaven and earth, the final destination of every Dao rule.

He stood quietly, his gaze calmly resting on Xuandu.

It was none other than Sect Leader Tongtian!

Xuandu's Whole body trembled, the surging vast magic power within him freezing instantly.

His intent to charge into the Hunyuan Realm was forcibly cut short.

His Pupils Contracted, his heart nearly leaping from his chest.

Sect Leader Tongtian!

When had he arrived?

Right, the anomaly stirred by Condensing Three Flowers just now was too shocking—it had ultimately alarmed this Sage Master!

How much had he seen?

Had he seen through his Chaos God Demon Pedigree?

Had he sensed the Zenith Heaven Peak magic power fed back by the system?

In an instant, Countless thoughts Flashed through Xuandu's mind, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He forcibly suppressed the Stormy Waves in his heart, struggling to maintain a calm expression as he quickly rose and bowed:

"Dis... Disciple Xuandu, Greetings, Master!"

His voice carried a barely concealed dryness.

Within the cave dwelling, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Only the not-yet-fully-calmed Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi swirled faintly.

Sect Leader Tongtian did not speak.

His deep, profound eyes merely rested calmly on Xuandu.

That gaze seemed to pierce through his Physical Body, through his Purple Mansion, through the phantom of the Eight-Petal Three Flowers, straight to the deepest, most primal core.

Xuandu felt that under this gaze, all his secrets were Nowhere to Hide.

The Chaos God Demon Pedigree was laid bare under that tranquil stare.

He stood frozen, not daring to move a muscle.

A single drop of cold sweat slid silently from his temple.

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