The Immortal King Proves the Dao, the Nine Saints Return to Their Positions

Purple Mansion Island.

The Duke of the East sat cross-legged in a secluded spot, surrounded by a purple aura of Daoist energy.

A short while later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible aura soared upwards.

The Purple Mansion Island beneath them trembled inexplicably, and purple currents stirred up the wind and clouds.

The next moment, the Daoist voice of the Duke of the East suddenly rang out, exploding between heaven and earth.

"Heavenly Dao above, I, the Duke of the East, feel that the Primordial World is in chaos. In the name of the Head of Male Immortals, I lead all immortals to restore order. May Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

As soon as the words fell, the Heavenly Dao roared, and after a tremendous tremor, countless strands of auspicious light tore through the sky and shone down.

Instantly, all the great gods in the world were shocked once again, putting down their work and staring dumbfounded at the sky.

"Duke of the East... is he about to attain sainthood? That Duke of the East, the Head of Male Immortals, who always shouts and acts like a mystic, calling himself the Immortal King?"

"So the last wisp of Primordial Violet Qi fell into the hands of the Duke of the East!"

A powerful figure pointed out in astonishment that it was no wonder Laozi and Yuanshi disappeared after escaping from the Nether Hell; it turned out that they had secretly given the Primordial Violet Qi to the Duke of the East.

At the Jade Void Palace on Mount Kunlun, Laozi and Yuanshi watched with satisfaction. The Duke of the East had not disappointed them; things had progressed much faster than expected.

When Cheng Qisheng was accomplished, he acted decisively and efficiently, without any hesitation, which deserves applause.

"Of the Nine Sages of Heavenly Dao, the last Sage has finally been chosen." Laozi said with a faint smile. At this moment, he was finally at ease. They had completed the task entrusted to them by the Dao Ancestor.

Although the process was somewhat bumpy and difficult, good things always come after many trials.

"Hehe, logically speaking, there are already ten saints, and there is still one exception sealed with the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, Kunpeng ultimately does not have the fortune, nor the character, and is not worthy of being recognized by the teacher."

Yuanshi laughed and said, suddenly remembering the unlucky Kunpeng, who died once and was gone, completely controlled by the Dao Ancestor.

Unlike them, who have died countless times and still live in peace, this is the difference between a true Sage and a false Sage.

"The Nine Saints have returned to their positions; a calamity is about to begin!"

Laozi spoke calmly, a rare cold glint in his eyes. He was originally the Leader of the Human Sect, enlightening the Human Race, but now he had been kicked out and was no longer recognized.

Soon, Human Race will pay the price for its foolish actions.

Sage must not be insulted!

At the Mount Kunlun, Yaochi was dumbfounded, staring blankly in the direction of Purple Mansion Island.

She came to see the two saints, but the boy told her that they were in seclusion. Thinking of demonstrating her resolve, Yaochi did not return immediately, but instead waited there.

He planned to win over Laozi and Yuanshi with his sincere heart and seize the Primordial Violet Qi.

As they waited and waited, Duke of the East suddenly began—he was going to become a saint!

What's going on?

Yaochi's expression shifted between light and dark. The next moment, her pupils suddenly contracted as she recalled the scene she had witnessed of the Duke of the East in the Heavenly Court not long ago.

That scoundrel came back from outside with a beaming smile, his expression of unprecedented joy.

Considering what was happening now, Yaochi instantly understood.

At that time, the Duke of the East obtained the Primordial Violet Qi.

She glanced back at the Mount Kunlun one last time, and suddenly everything became clear.

"Pfft!"

Yaochi's blood and qi surged, and his magical power rushed straight to the top of her head. Unable to hold back any longer, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Why... why?"

Heavenly Court, Audience Hall.

Above the main hall, a mirror hangs high, reflecting the handsome and elegant figure of the Duke of the East.

He spread his arms wide, receiving the baptism of Merit Golden Light, a smile on his face, his lips curving upwards in uncontrollable joy.

Inside the main hall, all the celestial officials who had come to attend court stared in disbelief at this scene.

They were deeply shocked.

That's awesome!

Is the Duke of the East secretly trying to become a saint?

This not only shocked many immortals, but also drove them mad with jealousy. They simply couldn't understand how the Duke of the East had become a saint.

Based on his cultivation level or his character?

The only thing he can boast about is the empty title of the Head of Male Immortals.

Got it!

It must have been that scoundrel who went to Laozi and Yuanshi to curry favor, making the two sages happy so that they would immediately give him the Primordial Violet Qi.

At this moment, the immortals suddenly understood a principle: sometimes talent alone is not enough; in the path of cultivation, interpersonal relationships and worldly wisdom are even more important.

Inside the main hall, the only one who felt happy was probably Kongming, as he saw the Immortal King he had always followed about to attain sainthood.

I was so excited I couldn't contain myself. I felt like I had chosen the right person to follow, and I was so proud.

Haotian, seated high on his throne, watched this scene expressionlessly. He then took in the reactions of the immortals, his gaze settling on the out-of -Kongming, and coldly asked:

"Kongming! Is this the official business that the Duke of the East spoke of?"

"Disregarding the law, do you even respect the rules and regulations of Heaven?"

Upon hearing this, Kongming was startled and quickly wiped the smile off his face, hurriedly explaining, "Well... that's exactly what the Immortal King told me when he left..."

"He... he has now attained sainthood, and the prestige and strength of our Heavenly Court will be further enhanced. Shouldn't this be considered official business?"

"Your Majesty, congratulations!"

In the end, Kongming's tongue suddenly became fluent, and his confidence grew.

With the Immortal King's ascension to sainthood, his status as the foremost Immortal Master naturally rose accordingly.

Suddenly, I wasn't so afraid of Haotian anymore.

They're all Sage, so who's afraid of whom?

He had even begun to plot in his mind that once the Immortal King returned, he would definitely find a way to usurp Haotian's throne.

What right does someone who is unworthy of their position have to be in a high position?

This position should be reserved for the Immortal King.

Haotian stared coldly at Kongming; the atmosphere in the hall was terrifyingly oppressive.

A moment later, he announced loudly, "From this day forward, no one may leave the Heavenly Court at will or descend to the mortal realm without permission; otherwise, they will be punished according to the Heavenly Rules!"

Upon hearing this, the immortals' expressions changed slightly, feeling somewhat resentful. They had come to the Heavenly Court to take up their posts and coast along, but in the end, they hadn't even been given any freedom.

Even the Heavenly Emperor cannot arbitrarily deprive them of their freedom!

The immortals were unwilling to accept this, but faced with Haotian's imposing presence, they had no choice but to verbally submit.

Haotian saw all of this, his heart filled with murderous intent, and he had already made arrangements for the aftermath of these immortals.

After the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods, all these celestial officials will be slaughtered, and none will be spared and sent to the list of successful candidates!

He would never tolerate anyone in Heavenly Court who disobeyed him, no matter who they were.

Just then, the scene in the Haotian Mirror changed. After absorbing the Heavenly Dao Merit, the Duke of the East's aura increased infinitely, and his vast holy might even reached the Heavenly Court.

He flicked his sleeves, his smile widening uncontrollably, and a loud laugh shook the universe, causing even the Primordial Stars to tremble.

Then, the Duke of the East stopped laughing, looked over sharply, and waved to them in the mirror.

His expression held an indescribable arrogance, along with a hint of provocation.

The immortals were instantly shocked.

Is the Duke of the East trying to challenge the authority of the Haotian?