The three had a Xuanhuang Treasure Pagoda suspended above their heads. At the forefront stood a white-haired old man, followed by a middle-aged man clad in brocade robes and a burly young man!
Majestic waves of magical power radiated from all three. Every movement they made seemed to follow the trajectory of heaven and earth's ultimate principles, profound beyond profound!
"Merit Xuanhuang Pagoda? The Three Pure Ones?" Mu Jizi glanced at the nine-tiered golden pagoda above their heads, which emitted streams of Black-Yellow Qi. His heart stirred slightly, and he sent Kunpeng a voice transmission. "Worthy brother, be careful. These three all possess immense divine abilities. Do not provoke them lightly!"
"Your foolish younger brother understands!" Kunpeng nodded, inwardly astonished as well. Those three were actually also at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Peak!
At that moment, the Three Pure Ones stepped into the light curtain. Three radiant beams immediately lit up, and their bodies trembled slightly before they instantly regained their solemn, sage-like appearances!
The three drifted over. Upon reaching the gates of the Purple Cloud Palace and seeing Mu Jizi and Kunpeng, their expressions immediately differed!
Laozi was stunned, Yuanshi disdainful, and Tongtian admiring. Though the three expressions were hidden deep within their eyes, they could not escape Mu Jizi's notice!
"Poor Daoist Li Er greets the two fellow Daoists!" After his surprise passed, Laozi stepped forward and made a Daoist salute. He then pointed to Yuanshi and Tongtian behind him. "This is Poor Daoist's second brother, Yuanshi, and this is my third brother, Tongtian!"
As Laozi pointed to Yuanshi and Tongtian in introduction, both of them nodded and smiled!
Seeing this, Mu Jizi and Kunpeng rose and returned the salute. Mu Jizi said, "Poor Daoist is Mu Jizi, and this is my younger brother Kunpeng. We greet the three fellow Daoists!"
After the greetings, they exchanged a few more pleasantries. Then Laozi suddenly asked, "How long have the two fellow Daoists been here?"
Once he asked this, the Three Pure Ones fixed their eyes tightly upon Mu Jizi and Kunpeng!
Mu Jizi did not care in the slightest. He found it secretly amusing. Even in such circumstances, the three still harbored thoughts of competing for supremacy. No wonder that when they became saints, they could not rely on sheer willpower to sever all Three Corpses, instead forcibly severing them when merit descended upon them. Saints made in such a manner could not compare in magical power to those who truly achieved sainthood through Three Corpses Severance!
In an instant, these thoughts passed through Mu Jizi's mind, yet he merely smiled faintly and said, "The two of us only just arrived as well!"
Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones finally relaxed slightly. They secretly thought, Good, good. Those two merely had a little better luck than the three of us!
Each of the five harbored their own thoughts as they chatted idly for a few moments!
Suddenly, several explosive booms rang out again from the Chaos outside the Purple Cloud Palace. Immediately afterward, a man and a woman stepped into the light curtain!
Of the two, the woman wore silk shoes upon her feet, tortoiseshell ornaments in her hair. Her waist was like flowing white silk, moon-bright pendants hung from her ears. Her fingers resembled peeled scallion roots, her lips held vermilion like a pearl. She took delicate, slender steps—truly exquisite and without peer beneath heaven!
The man had an inch-long beard and wore a short white robe. His hair hung loose and unbound, giving him an air of wild, unrestrained freedom!
"Poor Daoist Fuxi brings his sister Nuwa to greet the fellow Daoists!" As the man stepped into the light curtain and saw the Three Pure Ones, Mu Jizi, and the others, he froze slightly before speaking with a smile!
At those words, Mu Jizi's entire body trembled faintly. He gave Nuwa a deep look, then rose to his feet, and everyone exchanged greetings once more!
After Nuwa and Fuxi came two more Daoists. One wore his hair bound beneath a crown, with the face of a child and the silver hair of a crane, possessing the appearance of a True Person who had attained the Dao. The other wore red robes, his body covered in filth, yet his face bore an expression of immense benevolence!
It was none other than Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi and Redcloud Ancestor!
When Redcloud Ancestor entered the light curtain and saw Kunpeng, the great benevolence on his face immediately vanished, replaced by a somewhat gloomy expression. He promptly turned and said something to Zhen Yuanzi. Seeing Zhen Yuanzi shake his head slightly, he gave a soft snort and stood to one side without speaking further!
After Red Cloud and Zhen Yuanzi arrived, the Demon Race emperors Dijun and Taiyi came in succession. Afterward, Styx Ancestor, Burning Lamp Ancestor, King Father of the East, and Queen Mother of the West also arrived one after another!
Next, the somewhat disheveled immortals Xihe and Yuehua stepped into the light curtain. The moment they entered and saw King Father of the East and Queen Mother of the West, the two women immediately glared at them. It turned out that while pursuing the Purple Cloud Palace through the Chaos, they had encountered King Father of the East and Queen Mother of the West. The four then fought, but the Chaos was perilous beyond measure, and King Father of the East and Queen Mother of the West did not dare unleash their full strength. Only then had Xihe and Yuehua managed to escape!
Though the two had escaped, they had suffered some injuries as a result. Now that they saw King Father of the East and Queen Mother of the West, how could they possibly wear pleasant expressions?
The four glared at one another as an atmosphere of drawn swords and bent bows spread through the air!
All the great powers watched this scene with great interest, but suddenly, an incongruous voice rang out. "Immortals Yuehua and Xihe, it has been a long time! Have you been well lately?"
That call came at precisely the right moment. When Xihe and Yuehua heard it, their bodies trembled. Then the tension in their hearts eased, followed by great delight!
The two were already injured. If they were to fight King Father of the East and Queen Mother of the West before all these great powers, losing face would be a minor matter; what they did not wish to see was only increasing others' prestige!
Hearing the voice, Xihe and Yuehua turned toward the front of the Purple Cloud Palace. They saw Kunpeng rise to his feet, offer a slight salute, and smile. "Could it be that the two immortals no longer recognize Poor Daoist?"
"Of course we recognize you, of course!" Upon seeing Kunpeng and Mu Jizi, Xihe and Yuehua were overjoyed. The two women gave a slight Daoist salute, then drifted over, completely ignoring King Father of the East and Queen Mother of the West at the side, and arrived beside Mu Jizi and Kunpeng!
In an instant, a trace of gloom flashed across King Father of the East's face. He looked at Mu Jizi and Kunpeng with a slightly darkened expression, said nothing, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest his spirit!
When Redcloud Ancestor saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up! Some calculations immediately formed in his heart!
After that small interlude, countless great powers swarmed in. Some were innate great powers who had endured the Primordial Wilderness's first calamity, while others had only taken form after the first epochal calamity!
Like people in later generations, these great powers each had their own circles and sat apart accordingly! Some innate great powers who knew Mu Jizi and Kunpeng even smiled at Mu Jizi, offering faint gestures of goodwill!
For a time, it truly resembled a gathering of hundreds or thousands of people from later generations!
Thus, after some more time passed, more and more great powers gathered. When their numbers neared three thousand, suddenly—
"Boom~~~"
At the explosion, the great powers habitually turned to look into the Chaos beyond the light curtain!
They saw streams of golden light rise as two utterly bedraggled Daoists stepped into the light curtain!
Of the two Daoists, one was thin and withered, his face bearing an expression of immense compassion and suffering. The other had a rosy complexion, his face carrying an expression of great benevolence and joy!
Their completely contrasting expressions looked strange, yet when matched with the golden light on their bodies, they seemed utterly natural...
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