Three Pure Ones.
They represented Pangu's orthodox lineage, and their Dao was closest to the Primordial World's origin.
The foremost of the Three Pure Ones, Taiqing Laozi, stepped onto the platform.
Boom!
With just one step, heaven and earth abruptly fell silent. All phenomena vanished, leaving only an air of tranquil non-action.
Laozi slowly spoke.
"The Dao gave birth to One."
"One gave birth to Two."
"Two gave birth to Three."
"Three gave birth to all things."
Just twelve words.
The entire venue instantly fell silent, and everyone wore thoughtful expressions.
Yang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.
He knew this was not the later Dao De Jing, but the embryonic form of Laozi's own Dao.
The Dao of non-action, the Dao of returning to one's roots and origin.
Simple, yet directly pointing to the source.
Even Yang Xuan had to admit it.
In terms of Dao realm alone,
Laozi had likely already stood among the foremost of all present.
Afterward,
Yuanshi stepped onto the platform.
Unlike Laozi's non-action, Yuanshi's Dao was majestic and grand.
It emphasized innate foundations, order, and the hierarchy of heaven and earth. As his Dao emerged, countless chains of order appeared in the void, like the laws and disciplines of heaven, governing all directions.
"Heaven and earth have order."
"All living beings have distinctions."
"The Dao, too, has ranks."
Yuanshi spoke slowly, his voice like heavenly law. Many frowned upon hearing it.
Tongtian curled his lip, clearly not in agreement.
Yet they had to admit it.
Yuanshi's Dao was equally formidable.
Finally,
It was Tongtian's turn.
Boom!
A sword cry rang through heaven and earth. It seemed that all of Mount Buzhou was covered by sword qi as Tongtian threw back his head and laughed.
"I don't have so much nonsense to say!"
"Countless Daos."