The Time to Become a Saint Has Arrived!

Mount Sumeru.

Jie Yin and Zhun Ti sat facing each other.

Zhun Ti's face was full of sorrow, yet fury surfaced in the depths of his eyes.

Jie Yin sighed.

"Humiliation! So many of us were driven back by the Ancestral Witches!"

"From now on, the two of us will become the laughingstocks of the Primordial World!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhun Ti's eyes as he said,

"Senior Brother!"

"This karma cannot be left unsettled!"

"Otherwise, our thoughts will remain obstructed. How can we continue cultivating?"

Jie Yin's eyes flickered before he asked,

"Junior Brother! What do you intend to do?"

A sneer appeared on Zhun Ti's face.

"The two of us are no match for the Ancestral Witches!"

"But what if we join forces with the Three Pure Ones, Dijun, Taiyi, and the others?"

"The Three Pure Ones suffered even worse than we did. If they do not take this chance to restore their names, their prestige will vanish completely, and they will become the laughingstocks of the Primordial World as well."

Upon hearing this, Jie Yin asked doubtfully,

"When we fought the Ancestral Witches just now, we were still no match for them. Can we defeat them now?"

Zhun Ti merely sneered.

"Senior Brother, you and I know each other's true capabilities, but the Three Pure Ones and the others are different. During battle, they scheme against and distrust one another..."

"How can they possibly deal with that pack of brutes like this?"

His meaning was obvious. When they had faced the Ancestral Witches earlier, their mutual suspicion and calculations had kept them from displaying the strength they should have possessed.

In Zhun Ti's view, if they went all out, even Di Jiang could be slain.

A sharp gleam appeared in Jie Yin's eyes.

Sun Star.

Two Golden Crows streaked swiftly through the sky.

One of the Golden Crows let out a long cry, and the Sun Star's protective formation activated.

Moments later, the two Golden Crows flew into the Sun Star.

Before long, they arrived before an enormous palace.

After flying inside, they transformed into human form.

They were Taiyi and Dijun.

They had not returned to the Soaring Heaven Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

They still had their pride!

Dijun and Taiyi sat facing each other, their expressions so dark they seemed ready to drip water.

They had truly lost face today!

They did not dare return to the Soaring Heaven Palace, afraid that the Demon Race would mock them.

After a long silence, Taiyi's eyes turned icy as he spoke first.

"Big Brother!"

"The Ancestral Witches must die! Otherwise, dust will cloud my Dao heart, and my cultivation will make no further progress."

After being humiliated by the Ancestral Witches time and again, Taiyi's heart had already lost its balance. Gone was his former arrogance; now, his mind was filled only with thoughts of finding and killing the Ancestral Witches.

And Taiyi was not the only one. Was Dijun any different?

Especially since Dijun cultivated the Imperial Dao. Being repeatedly defeated before Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches was like having his face ruthlessly trampled beneath their feet.

It had even given rise to inner demons within him!

After pondering for a long while, Dijun slowly spoke.

"Second Brother, what do you intend to do?"

Taiyi said coldly,

"Big Brother!"

"The reason the Ancestral Witches are so rampant is nothing more than their unity."

"If we unite different forces and divide the Ancestral Witches, we may not be unable to kill them all. Once the Ancestral Witches are dead, our luck will surely soar!"

"Then, we may be able to use that luck to attain the Dao and become saints!"

Thinking of the Ancestral Witches, Dijun's face darkened like still water.

"Second Brother, you mean..."

Taiyi nodded.

"That's right! Join forces with the Three Pure Ones and the others!"

The Three Pure Ones, Jie Yin, and the others had all, without prior agreement, thought of joining forces against the Ancestral Witches.

Clearly, the actions of Di Jiang and the Ancestral Witches had utterly enraged them.

They now wished for nothing more than to slaughter every one of the Ancestral Witches.

Naturally, Di Jiang, who was cultivating within Pangu Hall, knew nothing of this.

Even if he had known, he would only have dismissed it with contempt.

Clowns will always be clowns, no matter how high they leap.

The situation within the Primordial World was ever-changing and treacherous, while beyond it lay the boundless Chaos, within Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun did not know what had happened in the Primordial World.

At this moment,

he unfolded the Creation Jade Disc. Its mysterious three thousand laws spread out like boundless bolts of silk.

Terrifying Dao resonance filled the entirety of Zixiao Palace.

Haotian and Yaochi watched in shock, kneeling on the ground in utter prostration...

"After plotting for so many years! Today, I shall finally merge with the Dao!"

Hongjun's gaze was incomparably cold, like the Eye of the Heavenly Dao. Then he let out a long cry, and the Creation Jade Disc before him blazed with radiant light.

"Merge with the Dao!"

Rumble!

A soundless thunderclap burst beneath the clear sky.

Hongjun's body began to turn incorporeal. At the same time, terrifying pressure descended, and above Zixiao Palace, a violet eye slowly emerged.

It was the Eye of the Heavenly Dao!

Yet what was terrifying was that the instant the Eye of the Heavenly Dao appeared, a human-like look of mockery emerged within it.

When Hongjun saw the Eye of the Heavenly Dao before him, the coldness in his gaze instantly vanished, replaced by terror.

"Heavenly Dao! You... you actually possess consciousness!"

"No! You... you are not the Heavenly Dao..."

"I refuse to merge with the Dao, I refuse to mer—"

A mocking expression appeared in the Eye of the Heavenly Dao. Then violet divine light plunged into Hongjun's body.

"Ahhh!"

"I refuse to accept this! Heavenly Dao! The Heavenly Dao is unjust! Heav—"

Hongjun howled hoarsely in agony as his body slowly melted away, eventually being completely swallowed by the Eye of the Heavenly Dao.

A human-like look of satisfaction appeared in the Eye of the Heavenly Dao.

Haotian and Yaochi stared dumbfoundedly, their minds utterly blank. Their bodies trembled continuously in terror, as though they were sifting chaff.

The Eye of the Heavenly Dao studied them with interest, as though considering whether Haotian and Yaochi could be eaten. In the end, however, it slowly faded away...

Haotian and Yaochi were too weak. They could not even fill its stomach; they needed to be fattened up first...

As it disappeared, the Eye of the Heavenly Dao transmitted these thoughts into their minds.

Haotian and Yaochi were completely stunned.

Their master... had been eaten by the Heavenly Dao?

And it would wait until they had been fattened up before eating them too?

Just as they stood there in a daze,

Hongjun's figure appeared once more within Zixiao Palace. His cold gaze resembled the Eye of the Heavenly Dao from moments ago as he said in an icy voice,

"Rise!"

"I am going into seclusion. You two, go to the Primordial World!"

Haotian and Yaochi looked at the master before them, their hearts filled with boundless dread.

Was the master before them still their original master?

They did not dare think any further. They merely prostrated themselves on the ground and said in trembling voices,

"Yes, Master!"

Haotian and Yaochi left Zixiao Palace.

When they reached the boundless Chaos, they turned back toward Zixiao Palace, only to see it slowly merge into the Chaos until it vanished completely.

Haotian said in a trembling voice, "Yaochi! Was that... Master?"

Yaochi's expression was horrified as she answered in a trembling voice, "Master? Or the Heavenly Dao?"

Leaving aside Haotian and Yaochi's terror.

At the instant Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao—no, to be precise, at the instant the Eye of the Heavenly Dao devoured Hongjun—the entire Primordial World changed.

The sacred beings of the Primordial World suddenly discovered that the whole world had grown stronger.

The invisible restraints had become more obvious.

Comprehending the laws within the void was no longer as easy as before.

For a time, all the sacred beings of the Primordial World were shaken to their cores.

Meanwhile, within Pangu Hall.

After refining all five gourds, Di Jiang opened his eyes and sensed the changes in the Primordial World.

He possessed the Earthly Dao Treasured Mirror. No one in the entire Primordial World could sense it more clearly than Di Jiang.

"Hongjun's aura has vanished?"

"Did he merge with the Dao? Or..."

Di Jiang murmured to himself,

"But no matter what! The time to become a saint has arrived!"