The All-Spirit Sect! Storms Rise Again

At the same time.

On the boundless land of the Primordial World, Laozi rode backwards on his Green Ox, leisurely traveling around. This time, no one was there to lead the ox for him.

He wasn't just wandering aimlessly; he was doing it systematically.

As Laozi traveled, he preached the Tao to all living things in the world, including flowers, birds, trees, fish, insects, and beasts.

Regardless of whether he has any intelligence or not, he will seize the opportunity to talk to him.

Under Laozi's profound Daoist teachings, words spoken are undoubtedly as potent as elixirs.

All living beings who have heard him preach have undoubtedly undergone a transformative change.

The Primordial World was vast and boundless. Apart from the Human Race, Laozi Tzu treated everyone equally and began to preach and pass on profound cultivation methods, just as he had preached to the Human Race in the past.

Among them are remnants of the demon race, reincarnated immortals and gods, and wild beasts that have cultivated into spirits—all sorts of things, in all shapes and sizes.

Laozi rode his Green Ox northward, telling stories as he went. Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, countless living beings had followed behind him.

Birds and beasts, flowers, grasses and trees, towering trees thousands of feet tall, uprooted, their roots transformed into feet, following behind, running wildly.

Even more remarkable are the spirit rocks, which appear motionless but always manage to maintain the right distance from the Green Ox.

On this day, Laozi came to a big tree and began to preach tirelessly to a monk.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth, and melodious Daoist chants resounded in the ears of countless living beings.

Whether it was flowers, trees, birds, or beasts, they all swayed and prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing to Laozi Tzu.

This is the sound of the Great Dao, possessing unparalleled wonders; simply listening to it can save one from a thousand years of arduous cultivation.

As he spoke, Laozi Tzu sat cross-legged on a huge rock, his appearance solemn and dignified, and he uttered golden Great Dao scriptures. He had entered a meditative state and was going all out.

This burst of output was unstoppable.

All living beings who heard these Daoist teachings lost their will, their bodies and minds filled with joy, unable to extricate themselves, kneeling and kowtowing, bowing their heads and listening attentively.

The sound grew ever louder, spreading outwards and resounding throughout the heavens and earth, like the tolling of morning bells and evening drums, the booming sound never ceasing.

From all directions, more and more living beings rushed over, densely packed, numbering in the tens of thousands, surging in like a tide to listen to the voice of the Great Dao.

It's like an instinct; regardless of whether they can understand it or not, countless beings, with a pilgrimage mentality, can't help but converge on this place.

This lecture has lasted for a thousand years.

On this day, Laozi's Daoist teachings gradually ceased, and at this moment, he was surrounded by countless living beings, layer upon layer.

All sorts of things, a dazzling array, every kind imaginable, all gazing devoutly at Laozi's figure, banging their heads repeatedly.

Laozi slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing across them. Gazing at the boundless crowd of believers, a barely perceptible look of satisfaction flickered in his eyes.

For these ordinary beings, the words of Sage are a hundred times more valuable than any elixir of immortality.

Over the past thousand years, the number of beings who have come to observe the sermons has exploded in terms of both cultivation level and Daoist heart, and this growth has been unstoppable.

"It's almost time!"

Laozi thought to himself, then slowly rose, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and uttered a world-shaking statement:

"Now, I, Taiqing, feel that Primordial World have no path to cultivation and suffer the pains of birth, old age, sickness, and death. Therefore, I have established the All-Spirit Sect to pass on the Great Dao."

The magnificent sound of the Dao resounded throughout the Celestial Sphere and shook the universe, exceptionally vast and resonant, reaching every corner of the world.

"Rumble..."

The Heavenly Dao roared, unleashing a golden River of Merit flowed down, accompanied by a myriad of wondrous phenomena that rose and fell endlessly.

Instantly, the heavens and earth trembled, and all the great gods stared in shock at the sky.

The vast River of Merit and the countless strands of auspicious light—all of these felt strangely familiar.

This was not the first time they had seen it; it had been the same when the Sage of the past attained enlightenment.

It's become commonplace.

What shocked them was that Laozi had secretly established the All-Spirit Sect, based on the myriad spirits of the Primordial World.

The Human Sect is failing, so they're trying to establish a religion using beings other than Human Race —that's outrageous!

"The Human Sect has long been defunct in name only, rejected by billions of Human Race. Now, the Taiqing Saint has established the All-Spirit Sect to make up for the losses caused by the collapse of the Human Sect!"

"This is outrageous! This is ridiculous! Doesn't this include my Witch Clan as well?" A certain place on the Human Race said Ancestral Witch.

"Heavenly Dao responded, bestowing merit and acknowledging this action. Does this mean that Human Race is declining and Ten Thousand Races are rising?"

"Hehe, Laozi managed to pull through again. What a pity. However, as a result, his magical power and foundation will definitely be much weaker than before. From now on, Senior Brother, you will be the strongest among the Dao Ancestor's disciples!"

On Mount Sumeru, the Two Western Sages stood side by side. Zhun Ti smiled and began to praise his senior brother, Jieyin.

"Junior brother, you flatter me!" Jieyin said with a smile, his words were quite modest, but the satisfaction in his eyes was obvious, showing that he was very pleased with these words.

In the Wa Palace, Nuwa watched all this in shock, her eyes filled with doubt.

Laozi's sudden move was truly unexpected; he re-established his religion based on all living beings and severed ties with the Human Race.

This move shocked Nuwa, and she also sensed an unusual crisis.

The Heavenly Dao has responded, acknowledging Laozi's establishment of a religion. Doesn't this mean that Human Race has been abandoned?

And they even want to use all the Primordial World Ten Thousand Races to suppress the Human Race?

This is a huge variable.

Nuwa sensed some mysteries within them.

What happened during this time?

Why do I feel like I can't keep up with the pace?

Nuwa frowned slightly, knowing full well that all of this was premeditated.

It was not entirely reasonable for Laozi Tzu to establish the All-Spirit Sect, but Heavenly Dao still responded and bestowed merit upon him.

It could have been given directly.

We also need to do some superficial work.

It really... I'm crying my eyes out...

Nuwa thought to herself, hesitating whether she should go to the Purple Heaven Palace to inquire about the next steps.

I didn't mean anything by it, I was just curious.

In the Nether Hell, Houtu was disturbed and awoke from the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Observing the commotion in the Primordial World, she fell into deep thought, and an idea suddenly came to mind.

As the embodiment of the Earthly Dao, shouldn't we also arrange for some Earthly Dao Sage to be included?

Once the thought came to mind, it became somewhat irresistible.

The Minghe, lurking at the bottom of the Nether Sea of Blood, sneered and stared at Laozi in the projection with murderous intent.

"You old geezer, once I attain the Primordial Origin, you'll be the first one I kill!"

His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he recalled how his Laozi had tricked him, making him feel completely fooled and even grateful.

Now, Laozi Tzu never dreamed that he was on his way to becoming Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.

After he attains enlightenment, he must make Laozi experience despair.

The Minghe has no doubt that Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal could easily defeat Sage of Merit, after all, the three Golden Crow brothers were all like that.

Once he attains enlightenment, won't he just unleash a massacre?

Thinking of this, Minghe even laughed out loud with excitement.

Heavenly Court.

Haotian awoke from his meditation, his eyes revealing excitement and anticipation.

"Senior Brother Taiqing has succeeded, now it's my turn!"