Saints Take Their Seats, Punishment Emerges!

Styx Ancestor's creation of the Asura Host caused no small commotion. The great powers across the Primordial Wilderness all sensed it in the unseen depths, yet none had expected Styx Ancestor to possess such fortune! Just like the Saint Nuwa, he had created an entirely new race!

After their amazement came sighs of regret. Even creating a race and establishing a great sect had failed to yield the Chaos Dao Fruit. Clearly, the path of creation was impossible!

The great powers abandoned their previous thoughts one after another and began considering other paths!

Within the Palace of Eight Scenic Views on Shouyang Mountain!

Recently, Grand Supreme Elder Lord had been rather troubled. Mu Jizi, that fellow who always got the jump on everyone in every good thing, had become a Saint before him—fine. But Nuwa, a mere woman, had also become a Saint before him. This left Grand Supreme Elder Lord, who considered himself of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, unable to save face!

In his frustration, Lao Jun stopped teaching his disciples and began wandering the Primordial Wilderness alone!

Without realizing it, he arrived at the edge of the North Sea!

Descending from his cloud, Lao Jun used no spells and simply walked alone through the mountains and forests, pondering the method of attaining the Dao. Little did he know that, without noticing, he had entered the territory of the newly born Human Race!

"Elder, the wilderness is full of venomous snakes and savage beasts. Why are you walking alone through these mountains? Where is your family?" At that moment, a voice broke Lao Jun's contemplation!

Lao Jun was startled and looked toward the source of the voice. Several hunters clad in beast hides and carrying bows on their backs were approaching him, carrying an injured man!

"Primordial Dao Bodies!"