A New Sage Descends! They're Back, They're All Back

Inside the enormous palace of the Heavenly Court, Haotian watched with excitement as Laozi rose again, like a great sun slowly ascending.

This was the dawn of victory, and it shone upon him as well. At this moment, Haotian's aura grew even stronger.

He was about to begin, and would rightfully become the seventh saint of the Heavenly Dao. As for Kunpeng, who was just there to make up the numbers, he certainly couldn't be counted.

Only those who receive the dual recognition of Heavenly Dao and the Dao Ancestor are considered true Heavenly Dao Sage.

For example, himself.

With this thought, Haotian raised his hand and flipped it over, and a wisp of Primordial Violet Qi appeared, twisting and dancing like a serpent.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, Primordial Violet Qi flew into his mouth.

This is the foundation bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, the key to achieving sainthood.

After absorbing the Primordial Violet Qi, Haotian was immediately filled with Daoist charm, which was natural and made him look much more handsome.

Then, he stood up and left the main hall.

He's starting too!

He attained the Seventh Sainthood of the Heavenly Dao!

On the Three Immortal Islands, Di Jun and Ziwei stared at the strange phenomenon in the sky, a faint killing intent flashing in their eyes.

"That old bastard, after leaving the Human Sect, actually founded the All-Spirit Sect, a resurgence from the ashes!"

Di Jun said with a cold laugh, his hands behind his back, standing proudly with an air of commanding authority and dominating the world!

Now that his second brother Tai Yi has been sealed away and Ling Xiao is in seclusion, he naturally has to take on this important responsibility and take charge of the overall situation.

"What should we do? I have a feeling they're going to start targeting Human Race!"

Ziwei said solemnly, "Laozi's actions alone can explain a lot of things."

This is clearly an attempt to support Ten Thousand Races in order to suppress the Human Race.

"It's alright! In my Third Brother's words, in the face of absolute strength, all Jidu futile!"

Di Jun waved his hand and said calmly, without the slightest panic.

"By the way Ziwei, even Heavenly Dao can arrange for Sage to serve you, so why can't you, the Human Path, do the same?"

He suddenly looked at Ziwei and asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Ziwei paused for a moment, then hesitated before saying, "It seems... it's not entirely impossible!"

"Really?" Di Jun asked in surprise.

Ziwei nodded emphatically and said in a deep voice, "However, the current Human Path does not possess the immense power of the Heavenly Dao, and it will still need some time."

Di Jun nodded and did not ask any further questions.

At this moment, in the central part of the Primordial World, immeasurable Heavenly Dao Merit poured down. Laozi stretched out his arms, and the aura on his body rose steadily, becoming increasingly grand and peaceful, with a sense of the weight of time.

The countless creatures around were completely dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at Laozi's figure.

What is this?

How terrifying!

Many beings with insufficient intelligence had no idea who this white-bearded old man was, but those beings with powerful cultivation had already prostrated themselves on the ground, submitting to his holy might.

Laozi absorbed all the vast merit, which made him radiate golden light, as if he had been cast into a golden body.

He felt his foundation being reconnected, and his seemingly endlessly declining magical power slowly returned.

The only thing that dissatisfied him was that although many things had been restored, it was clear that they were not quite as good as before.

"So be it! As long as Ten Thousand Races rise and suppress the Human Race of all beings, my foundation and magical power will only surpass what they were before!"

As Laozi thought this, a boundless brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a vast majesty emanated from his body, awe-inspiring countless living beings and spreading infinitely.

Yuanshi, residing in the Mount Kunlun, sensed Laozi's presence, a smile spreading across his face as he murmured to himself, "He's back, my brother has returned!"

On Mount Kunlun, a group of disciples of the Chan Sect were also watching, their faces filled with reverence and amazement.

"The eldest master is truly the eldest master. He taught all living beings and attained enlightenment, continuing the glory. He is truly worthy of our utmost respect."

A well-to-do, fair-skinned Daoist priest with a beard smiled and spoke, his mustache twitching as he spoke.

This is Daoist Cihang of Putuo Cave Mount Luojia.

He was an elite disciple who had recently joined the Chan Sect. He held a high position and was highly regarded. Standing beside him were a group of refined scholars with an air of otherworldly elegance and noble character.

Some held swords, some held seals, some held mirrors, some held flowers, some held Gourd, and some had dragon heads and human bodies. Each of them had a powerful aura and was full of vigor.

"With the return of the Grand Master, the Three Teachings will surely prosper!"

"Isn't it better to have a religion based on Ten Thousand Races than on a single Human Race?"

"That makes sense!"

"Absolutely, absolutely."

"Good!"

The immortals discussed amongst themselves, each one radiating an air of pride.

Just then, a tremendous shock came from Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, and a terrifying aura spread out, rolling out and forming a huge vortex throughout the entire Celestial Sphere.

"What kind of demon are you?!" the Daoist priest with a dragon's head and a human body shouted righteously, and immediately opened his heavenly eye to look.

The remaining immortals also unleashed their magical treasures or displayed their supernatural powers to peer into the terrifying scene Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens!

The heavenly sounds resounded, and the clouds stirred Eight Desolations.

A figure stood firm in the sky, unmoving, beneath which lay the boundless Heavenly Court, surrounded by stars and the mighty Milky Way.

" In the Primordial World, demons roamed freely, causing immense suffering and chaos. The order of heaven and earth was in disarray. Now, I Haotian, take it upon myself to protect all living beings, to attain sainthood and restore order to the Celestial Sphere!"

"Heavenly Dao bear witness to this oath!"

Haotian spread his arms wide, his body radiating immense magical power, surrounded by purple mist, his vast aura crushing the ancient heavens.

His aura had reached its peak, and his Dao heart had reached perfection. At this moment, the Dao and Dharma within his entire body were surging, merging, and transforming.

The Heavenly Dao roared, River of Merit surged forth, coming from the ends of Heaven and Earth, extending endlessly.

Such extraordinary sights and phenomena once again shocked the heavens and earth, and terrified countless living beings.

After Laozi established his religion, Haotian also made a great vow to attain sainthood.

This is absolutely insane!

Boundless merit, vast as the sea, surged forth, engulfing the Haotian. Then, the Primordial Violet Qi within his body began to dissolve.

Instantly, a vast aura spread out, rising steadily and reaching far and wide.

Haotian reached the pinnacle of enlightenment, broke free of his shackles, and entered the realm of the Saints.

Its terrifying pressure was comparable to that of the Three Pure Ones Nuwa and Nuwa when they attained enlightenment.

Its might overwhelms the Four Seas Eight Desolations, shaking the Celestial Sphere universe.

The experts were dumbfounded, completely stunned.

"Haotian actually succeeded?"

They were puzzled but deeply shocked. Ever since Haotian established the Heavenly Court, he had never been taken seriously, and no one was willing to serve him like a slave.

But unexpectedly, Haotian, who had been neglected, suddenly became assertive.

Mount Sumeru.

The Two Western Sages looked on with envy as Haotian attained enlightenment. In the past, they made Forty-Eight Great Vows, which enabled them to accumulate Heavenly Dao Merit and become saints.

Now, Haotian achieved sainthood with just a grand wish; the contrast is simply appalling.

"Times have changed. If we were to become saints now, perhaps we wouldn't need to make Forty-Eight Great Vows."

Zhun Ti with a sigh and a hint of regret.

This is clearly discriminatory treatment.