At this moment.
Haotian and Yaochi had already led the many Innate Divine Beings to the entrance of the hall where the true lecture would be held.
As Haotian and Yaochi began to push open the hall doors, the doors on either side slowly parted.
In an instant, dense Xiantian Spiritual Qi, nearly tangible, rushed toward them, mixed with endless lingering echoes of the Great Dao.
The Innate Divine Beings were all shaken, their gazes fixed upon the opened hall.
At the instant the hall opened, a glimmer of light flashed through Nuwa's eyes.
In the unseen realm, she sensed that some Creation within the hall, connected to her Law of Fortune, seemed to be calling to her.
She immediately sent a voice transmission to Tianlu and her elder brother Fuxi beside her.
"Brother Tianlu, Brother, there may be a great opportunity within this palace. We absolutely cannot miss it!"
Fuxi's expression immediately turned solemn.
Though he had sensed nothing himself, his little sister would never deceive him. Since she said there was an opportunity, it had to be a heaven-shaking Creation.
"Do not worry, Little Sister. The moment the doors open, I will use my escape art with all my strength. I will definitely seize the initiative for you."
Fuxi replied through voice transmission, magic power flickering faintly around him.
Tianlu was currently sprawled atop Cloud Treasure, allowing Yang Hui's soft, boneless little hands to gently knead his back.
Hearing Nuwa's transmission, he slightly opened his eyes and glanced toward the opening hall.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, if you have sensed an opportunity, then make your move."
Tianlu knew the cause and effect behind this.
What sensing an opportunity? Those were clearly the Sainthood Prayer Mats ordained by the Heavenly Dao.
Yet he himself had sensed nothing.
Logically, with his terrifying Law of Fortune as a Pet of the Great Dao, there should not have been any opportunity in the Primordial World that he could not sense.
There was only one explanation: that bastard Heavenly Dao did not want to grant him the opportunity for Sainthood.
"Heh, the Heavenly Dao is so petty."
Tianlu mocked inwardly.
What he pursued was absolute freedom and transcendence—the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal fruition that could roam Chaos unhindered and unbound by anything—not the position of a Saint that sounded glorious but was actually a shackle placed upon one by the Heavenly Dao.
But that did not mean he would simply watch his friend fight for it alone.
Since Nuwa had spoken, he would lend her a hand.
Just as the Divine Beings were still slightly dazed by the Dao resonance behind the doors, the Three Pure Ones had already transformed into three streams of clear qi and darted into the hall at extreme speed.
Nuwa and Fuxi followed close behind.
The other great powers, such as Di Jun, Taiyi, Red Cloud, Kunpeng, and the rest, also unleashed their trump-card escape arts after recovering their senses.
For a moment, brilliant light erupted throughout Purple Heaven Palace as all manner of law fluctuations collided violently.
Yet at that very moment, Tianlu, who had been moving at a leisurely pace, suddenly acted.
Though he was still lying atop Cloud Treasure, his golden claw lightly swept through the air.
"Corridor of Space-Time, freeze!"
Tianlu murmured softly.
In an instant, centered on him, the two supreme laws—the Law of Space and the Law of Time—intertwined in an uncanny manner.
The once-flat space became like folded paper, instantly overlapping tens of thousands of layers.
And time, which had been flowing onward, became incomparably viscous within that overlapping space, as though it had turned into a stagnant pool.
The more than two thousand great supernatural experts present only felt their vision blur. The doors that had originally been right before them suddenly became impossibly distant.
It was as if they had fallen into an eternal maze. No matter how they used their escape arts, they only remained where they were.
"This is... the Law of Space? No, there is also the Law of Time!"
Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, underwent a drastic change in expression.
He possessed the Chaos Bell, his accompanying supreme treasure. Its power could suppress space and time, making him the most sensitive to these two laws.
Taiyi immediately summoned the Chaos Bell and shouted furiously.
"Break!"
Bang!
The resonant toll of the bell spread throughout Purple Heaven Palace. Terrifying soundwaves carried the power to suppress Hongmeng, forcibly shaking a crack into the Corridor of Space-Time that Tianlu had casually created.
At the same time, Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin of the Twelve Ancestral Witches also struck together.
Space Dao patterns flickered across Di Jiang's body as his six legs and four wings trembled violently, forcibly tearing apart space.
Zhu Jiuyin opened and closed his eyes, the Law of Time dancing at his fingertips as he attempted to set things right and make stagnant time flow once more.
Under the combined force of several peak great powers, the Corridor of Space-Time lasted only three breaths before completely collapsing.
But those three breaths were already enough to decide everything for Daluo Realm immortals.
When the Divine Beings rushed into the Lecture Hall, the six purple Prayer Mats at the front were already occupied.
The first seat naturally belonged to Taiqing Laozi, the second to Yuanshi, and the third to Tongtian.
These three had been transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit and bore the Law of Merit of opening heaven. Almost no one dared object to their firm hold over the first three seats.
And seated in the fourth position was Nuwa.
With Fuxi's full protection and Tianlu's Corridor of Space-Time disrupting the others, she had successfully secured this precious seat.
The fifth seat belonged to Red Cloud, who had always been known as a good-natured man.
He was extremely fast, and Hongjun had also secretly arranged matters for him.
The sixth seat was occupied by Kunpeng of the North Underworld, likewise due in part to Hongjun's secret arrangements.
Tianlu leisurely guided Cloud Treasure in, carrying Yang Hui with him.
Without even looking at the six Sainthood Prayer Mats, he stopped directly in the open space behind Nuwa and Fuxi.
Yang Hui obediently sat at his side and continued massaging him, a sight that made quite a few surrounding Innate Divine Beings reveal jealous expressions.
"This Pixiu... is he really treating Purple Heaven Palace like his own backyard?"
"Is that woman Yang Hui, mistress of West Kunlun? How can she be so humble?"
The Divine Beings whispered among themselves, but no one dared step forward to provoke him.
After all, Tianlu's casual move had just trapped two thousand Divine Beings. It was simply too terrifying.
Though the other great powers were unwilling, they could only take out the Prayer Mats they carried with them and sit cross-legged within the hall.
For a time, auspicious clouds drifted through the Lecture Hall and celestial music rang out. The Divine Beings all closed their eyes to rest, quietly awaiting Hongjun's arrival.
As time passed, the thirty-thousand-year deadline was nearing its end.
Just as Haotian and Yaochi were preparing to shut the hall doors completely, two bedraggled figures suddenly squeezed out from a rift in the void.
"Fellow Daoists, leave the door open! Leave the door open!"
The newcomers were none other than Zhun Ti and Jie Yin.
At this moment, neither of them retained the slightest bearing of Innate great powers.
Their Daoist robes had long since been torn to shreds. Even the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in Zhun Ti's hand was missing several branches, while Jie Yin's face looked more sorrowful than ever.
They had been stripped of their Law of Fortune by Tianlu amid the Chaotic Gale, then trapped for a long while by Hongjun's methods. Reaching this place at the final moment was already a stroke of luck.
The moment they rushed into the hall, their gazes swept across it. Seeing that the front rows were already full, desolation filled their hearts.
Zhun Ti's eyes rolled as he looked at the empty rear and the first six seated securely at the front, then suddenly burst into loud sobs.
"Alas, how tragic! My senior brother and I came all the way from the barren Western Lands, devoted wholeheartedly to the Dao, seeking only the great Dharma so that we might repay the countless living beings of the Western Lands."
"Who could have imagined that after such a long journey and countless hardships, we would not even have a place to sit and listen to the Dao? How bitterly fated are we of the Western Lands!"
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