Heavenly Court, Ziwei Palace.
Beneath a pavilion, Bo Yikao had originally been calmly drinking tea, gazing into the chaos with a smile that said everything was under control.
"What... is going on?"
But the moment Lu Chuan proved his Dao, his expression changed.
Bo Yikao shot to his feet, both shocked and furious. "The Three Pure Ones..."
Everything around him—the pavilion, the table, the chairs—instantly shattered, turning into particles of light finer than dust before dissipating.
"Pangu's Primordial Spirit... hahahahaha..."
Bo Yikao's laugh was very cold. "I planted the tree, watered it, waited for it to bear fruit, and you cut in halfway to snatch it away. Three Pure Ones... you really know how to play!"
Amid the vast chaos.
A grand golden bridge suffused with chaotic energy stretched outward, as if connecting to the other shore. In an instant, there was no telling how far it had flown.
At the front of the golden bridge, Heavenly Emperor Lu's figure stood tall, his eyes deep as he stared into the deeper reaches of the chaos.
Only, his brows were tightly furrowed.
He had become a Heavenly Venerable. This should originally have been a joyful, congratulatory thing.
But a huge problem had appeared with his Primordial Spirit.
Inside his sea of consciousness, after he achieved the Primordial Realm, his Primordial Spirit had become a...
Egg!
Then the will that had actively summoned him had directly changed its attitude and developed a rejection toward him.
That feeling was like...
Right, it was like you were originally Heaven's most beloved cub, painstakingly raised to adulthood.
Then, on the very day you came of age, it suddenly discovered you weren't its biological child after all.
Heavenly Emperor Lu's mood was very heavy.
He was very clear that the will just now was most likely