Distributing Spirit Treasures!

Dijun and Taiyi had such thoughts—how could the other great powers below not? Some calculated silently in their hearts, while others sent divine-sense transmissions to join forces with other great powers. They were everywhere, too numerous to list!

After pondering for a while, the great powers began asking questions again. Before they knew it, another hundred years had passed!

That day, after Dao Ancestor Hongjun answered the final question, an astonishing aura suddenly erupted from his body. It seemed like the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, terrifying beyond measure. The great powers were startled and stared wide-eyed at Hongjun above, unable to understand why he had suddenly unleashed such an aura.

Mu Jizi looked over and saw Hongjun's figure becoming ever more plain and indistinct, while his eyes carried an air of looking down upon all living beings beneath heaven!

At that moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun raised his head and glanced overhead, then swept his gaze calmly across the great powers seated below. In an even tone, he said, "The Heavenly Dao has fifty paths, but one escapes. Thus, the Heavenly Dao is incomplete. The nine thousand years of preaching have now ended, so I shall merge myself with the Dao and complete the number of fifty! The might just now was the Heavenly Dao urging me onward!"

Everyone was greatly shocked, but then delighted. Hongjun was about to merge with the Dao, so the ninth strand of Primordial Purple Qi would naturally emerge!

How could Hongjun not know what the great powers were thinking? He merely sighed softly in his heart before continuing, "I also have some Dharma treasures acquired during my travels through the Primordial Wilderness long ago. Once I merge with the Dao, they will be of no further use to me, so I shall bestow them