Only cultivated for a hundred years? The Great Desolation was shaken!

Shouyang Mountain, Tushita Palace.

Laozi, who had been sitting quietly on a meditation cushion, suddenly opened his eyes!

In his eyes, which were usually as calm as an ancient well, the scene above Golden Ao Island was clearly reflected!

The residual aura of the Chaos Thunder Tribulation, Xuandu's stable and vast Origin Golden Immortal Dao rhyme, the fleeting Sword Intent of the Qingping Sword...

Everything, like a storm, surged into his Dao Heart, which had been calm for eons!

"Origin... Golden Immortal?"

Laozi murmured to himself. For the first time, his usually indifferent face showed a look of shock, almost lost.

"Xuandu... a hundred years..."

He sank his mind into the Heavenly Dao, frantically deducing.

The Heavenly Secret was still chaotic, and the fate related to this child was obscured by an invisible hand.

But that tangible Origin Golden Immortal Dao rhyme could not be faked!

A hundred years!

From a mere mortal, to Zenith Heaven Peak, and then to Origin Golden Immortal!

What kind of concept was this?

They, the Three Pure Ones, were born with the merit of heaven-opening, possessed peerless pedigrees, and cultivated for endless years before reaching their current Saint status.

But this child...

Laozi's gaze flickered intensely, and the calm lake of his heart was stirred by monstrous waves.

He remembered Xuandu kneeling at the foot of Shouyang Mountain for ten years, his will firm, but ultimately just a mortal.

He remembered this child suddenly disappearing and reappearing on Golden Ao Island.

He remembered the Pedigree Transformation that induced the Chaos Anomaly...

All the unreasonable aspects seemed to point to something now.

"Tongtian... how much do you actually know?"

Laozi's gaze pierced through the void, falling towards the East Sea. His eyes held a complex and unreadable expression.

There was shock, confusion, and even a trace of faint regret.

If he had appeared earlier that day and taken this child as a disciple, would this heaven-defying fortune have belonged to the Human Sect?

As this thought arose, the Way of Non-Action, at this moment, wavered slightly.

Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate sat high on a Cloud Bed, Jade Purity Immortal Light surging around him, dominating Order.

Suddenly, the sound of his preaching the Great Dao abruptly stopped!

Below, Nanjixian Weng, Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and other Chan Sect disciples listening to the sermon all froze, looking up in bewilderment.

They saw their Master's face turn icy cold, his gaze fixed on the East!

That Hunyuan Dao rhythm, which transcended all Dao and formed its own Laws, was still transmitted with utmost clarity, even across infinite space and time!

What shocked him even more was the owner who induced this Dao rhythm.

"Xuandu?"

Primordial Heavenly Venerate spat out the name, almost through gritted teeth.

His majestic face was now filled with disbelief and fury!

"How is this possible? He only joined the Jie Sect for a hundred years!"

"How can Hunyuan be born in a place where Wet Born Egg Hatched beings gather?"

The Jade Purity Immortal Light around him fluctuated violently, causing the surrounding rules to wail, and the Void shattered inch by inch!

The disciples below turned pale with fright, lowering their heads one after another, not daring to look directly at the Saint's face.

Guangchengzi spoke cautiously:

"Master, that Xuandu is merely fortunate..."

"Fortunate?"

Primordial Heavenly Venerate suddenly looked at him, his gaze as sharp as a Heavenly Sword.

"Tell me, what kind of fortune allows a post-celestial Human Race to achieve Hunyuan within a hundred years?!"

Guangchengzi was immediately speechless, cold sweat dripping down his face.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate's chest heaved, his Saint Heart continuously shaken.

He remembered Xuandu's heart-piercing question outside Golden Ao Island that day.

He remembered how this Child used the Dao Ancestor as an example, forcing him into silence.

And now, he had actually forged a path to Hunyuan that even they had not dared to attempt lightly!

This was no longer a mere slap in the face; it was trampling the theories of origin and destiny that he, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, upheld, right under his feet!

"Tongtian! You have a good disciple!"

Primordial Heavenly Venerate's eyes shot out icy glints, his aura growing colder.

In the West, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Jieyin and Zhunti sat opposite each other, their bodies radiating the Dao rhythm of Nirvana Compassion.

Suddenly, both opened their eyes simultaneously, looking towards the East.

On their faces, which had held an unchanging expression of suffering for ten thousand years, a hint of shock was now added.

"A Primordial Dao Fruit... it has reappeared in the Great Wilderness?"

Jieyin sighed softly, his gaze piercing through the void, landing on the Young Man in Green.

"It's that disciple of Fellow Daoist Tongtian, the one named Xuandu."

Zhunti's eyes flickered with sharp light, filled with undisguised greed and fervor.

"Hundred Year Hunyuan... this child must possess a heaven-defying treasure or an ultimate opportunity!"

He looked at Jieyin, his tone urgent:

"Senior Brother, such uncarved jade is destined to be connected with my West!"

"If we can ferry him over..."

Jieyin shook his head slightly, his expression of suffering deepening:

"Difficult."

"This child is already valued by Tongtian, and has now proven himself to be Hunyuan. His will is firm and not easily swayed."

His gaze swept over Xuandu, then towards the magnificent Golden Ao Island behind him, and he said slowly:

"However, with Xuandu breaking through to Golden Immortal of the Origin, the Witch-Demon Tribulation will surely see a variable."

"Perhaps my West can scheme for a sliver of opportunity from it."

Zhunti nodded slowly upon hearing this, a deeper calculating look in his eyes.

The Nether Blood Sea, the Demon Master Palace, Wuzhuang Temple...

From various Great Power Dojos, powerful Spiritual Senses were all stirred by the Dao rhythm of a Hunyuan's emergence.

Golden Ao Island, in front of Biyou Palace.

Sect Leader Tongtian withdrew his gaze from the Void, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The reactions of the Saints were all within his expectations.

Junior Brother Xuandu's breakthrough this time had been too significant to conceal.

He looked down at Xuandu, who had already reined in his aura and whose eyes were calm, feeling even more admiration.

Not arrogant, not impatient; his disposition was indeed excellent.

"The sermon has reached its end, and a hundred years have passed."

Sect Leader Tongtian spoke, his voice magnificent, spreading across Golden Ao Island.

"All of you, return to your respective abodes, meditate diligently, and cultivate assiduously."

The Myriad Immortals heard this and bowed in unison:

"We respectfully obey Master's (Sect Leader's) decree!"

Their voices were vast, filled with excitement and reluctance.

This sermon had yielded immense gains, and they had personally witnessed the emergence of a Hunyuan expert. The shock and insights they gained would require a long time to digest.

Immortal lights rose one after another, heading towards their respective abodes.

Duobao, Jin Ling, Wu Dang, and other Personal Disciples also stepped forward, congratulated Xuandu, and then departed.

Zhao Gongming slung an arm around Xuandu's shoulders and laughed heartily:

"Junior Brother Xuandu, you truly are... I don't even know what to say!"

"Once your abode is completed, I will definitely prepare good wine. We won't return until we're drunk!"

Xuandu smiled and agreed.

The Three Goddesses of Xiao also offered a graceful curtsy, their eyes shining with admiration.

Kong Xuan gave Xuandu a deep look, cupped his hands, and said:

"Congratulations."

Then he transformed into a five-colored stream of light and departed.

Xuandu responded to each of them, his attitude humble, without a trace of arrogance.

As the crowd dispersed, his gaze swept into the distance, spotting Chang Er Ding Guang Xian, who was trying to sneak away.

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian stiffened, feeling that indifferent gaze like falling into an ice cave.

He turned with difficulty, forcing a smile uglier than crying, bowed deeply, his voice trembling:

"Cong... Congratulations, Senior Brother Xuandu, on proving the Dao and becoming a Golden Immortal of the Origin!"

Xuandu ignored him, merely glancing at him indifferently before looking away.

That glance struck Chang Er Ding Guang Xian like lightning, his Dao Heart completely submerged in fear.

He knew that in the eyes of this newly promoted Golden Immortal senior brother, he was no different from a dead man.

Xuandu wasted no more time. He took a step, his form merging into the Void, heading towards the shores of the East Sea.

This matter concerned the survival of the Human Race, and also whether he could unlock the Cultivation Technique Sum Feedback. It was of utmost importance!

His cultivation as a Golden Immortal of the Origin gave him the confidence to intervene in this matter.