You Speak of Quasi-Saints, I Speak of Primordial Origin—A Showdown?

"No need."

Dijiang looked calmly at Six Ears, a trace of coldness in his voice. "This is the path he chose for himself. If he cannot even endure the pain of reconstruction during the first turn, then he is unworthy of being my, Dijiang's, disciple."

"The path of cultivation has always been about defying Heaven and fighting for one's fate. We can protect him for a time, but not for a lifetime. This hardship is something he must endure himself."

The other Ancestral Witches fell silent at those words.

They knew their eldest brother was right. The disciples of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage had no need for flowers raised in a greenhouse.

Time passed bit by bit.

Six-Eared Macaque's body had been completely dyed red with blood, and his aura had weakened to its very limit, like a dying candle in the wind that could go out at any moment.

Yet his gaze remained fixed stubbornly ahead, revealing a madness and persistence that made one's heart tremble.

"I can't die... I finally managed to become Master's disciple... I absolutely cannot disappoint Master!"

"Condense... for me!"

At the final moment between life and death, Six-Eared Macaque suddenly bit through the tip of his tongue, forcibly squeezing out the last shred of potential within his body as he frantically circulated the reconstruction method of the Ninefold Mysterious Technique.

"Buzz—"

A miracle occurred.

Those berserk powers that had originally ravaged his body began, under the guidance of the technique, to slowly meld into his shattered flesh and blood.

His severed meridians reconnected, becoming even tougher and broader; his pulverized bones condensed anew, taking on a faint jade-like radiance.

"Boom!"

An aura several times more powerful than before erupted from within Six-Eared Macaque.

He abruptly opened his eyes, divine light shooting from them in all directions. His formerly frail body now faintly exuded an explosive sense of power.

The first turn of the Ninefold Mysterious Technique was complete!

"Whew..."

Six-Eared Macaque let out a long breath of turbid air. Feeling the surging power within him, a wildly joyous smile finally appeared on his face.

He struggled to his feet, walked before Dijiang, and respectfully kowtowed.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance! Your disciple endured it!"

"Not bad."

Dijiang looked at the transformed Six Ears, a trace of approval flashing through his eyes. "To endure the pain of reconstruction in the first turn with the body of an ordinary demon—your temperament is worthy of this technique."

"However, this is only the beginning. The further one progresses in the Ninefold Mysterious Technique, the more difficult it becomes. You must not grow arrogant or complacent."

"Your disciple will remember Master's teachings!" Six-Eared Macaque answered solemnly.

"Mm. Go wash up. You reek of blood." Dijiang waved a hand.

Only then did Six-Eared Macaque realize he was covered in blood. He scratched his head awkwardly and hurriedly ran outside the hall to wash himself.

Watching Six Ears' departing back, Zhu Rong could not help smacking his lips. "That monkey really pulled it off. Big Brother's eye for talent truly is sharp."

"His temperament is steadfast, and his comprehension is exceptionally high. This Six Ears will surely become someone great in the future." Zhu Jiuyin also gave him extremely high praise.

No years were counted in the Primordial World.

In the blink of an eye, nearly thirty thousand years had passed since Hongjun's first sermon ended.

Over these thirty thousand years, the Primordial Wilderness Continent appeared peaceful on the surface, but undercurrents surged in the shadows.

The innate sacred beings who had listened to the Dao at Violet Firmament Palace had all entered seclusion to cultivate bitterly, digesting their insights into the Dao of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

The Three Pure Ones remained behind closed doors on Kunlun Mountain, their cultivation growing ever deeper. Di Jun and Taiyi frantically recruited mighty experts across the Sun Star, their power expanding rapidly. Nuwa and Fuxi contemplated creation and the Eight Trigrams on Phoenix Perch Mountain, making great progress in their Dao attainments.

Over these thirty thousand years, earthshaking changes had also taken place within the Spirit-Gathering Formation at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Under the Twelve Ancestral Witches' rotating sermons and the Dao Protector Army's strict administration, the overall strength of those ten billion living beings experienced an explosive surge!

The number of Primordial Unity Golden Immortals soared from the initial few hundred to tens of thousands!

More than a dozen Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals were even born!

Though these Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals did not possess foundations as profound as those innate sacred beings, they had all listened to the Ancestral Witches' sermons and cultivated step by step. Their foundations were exceedingly solid.

"Big Brother, the thirty-thousand-year term is nearly up. That old bastard Hongjun will probably begin preaching again."

Within Pangu Hall, Zhu Jiuyin gazed into the void. The phantom of the River of Time flowed through his eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Mm."

Dijiang nodded slightly, his gaze profound. "This time, he will speak of the Dao of Quasi-Saints. Once those innate sacred beings finish listening, the Primordial World's entire landscape will likely be reshuffled completely."

"What should we do, then? Are we still not going to listen?" Gonggong asked.

"We are not."

Dijiang's answer remained the same. "Strengthening ourselves and expanding Mount Buzhou's influence are what we need to do now."

"Big Brother, it seems you already have a plan." Zhu Rong played with the Eight-Scenery Palace Lamp in his hand, battle-hungry light flickering in his eyes.

"Of course."

Dijiang rose to his feet, his gaze sweeping across the eleven Ancestral Witches. A meaningful smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Hongjun may speak of his Dao of Quasi-Saints, but it is time for us to make our own move as well."

"Transmit my decree!"

Dijiang's voice instantly spread through the entirety of Pangu Hall. It even pierced through the formation, exploding beside the ears of the ten billion living beings at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

"All those of the Mount Buzhou lineage whose cultivation has reached the Peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Realm or above may enter the outer perimeter of Pangu Hall and listen as we Twelve Ancestral Witches jointly expound the Primordial Origin Great Dao!"

The instant those words fell, the entire foot of Mount Buzhou erupted into a frenzy!

"The Primordial Origin Great Dao?! The Ancestral Witch Lords are going to expound the Primordial Origin Great Dao!"

"Heavens! Is that a realm beyond the Great Firmament Realm? So all the Ancestral Witch Lords have already reached such an unfathomably profound realm. They must not be far behind that one who attained sainthood before."

"Quick! Hurry to the outskirts of Pangu Hall and seize a spot!"

Countless beings at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal levels went mad, transforming into streams of light as they surged frantically toward Pangu Hall.

They might not know precisely what the Primordial Origin Great Dao was, but they knew it was unquestionably a supreme method countless times more profound than the foundational Dao previously taught!

Those who truly arrived were not only Primordial Unity Golden Immortals and Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. Many Golden Immortals also came to join in the excitement.

Seeing the impassioned beings below, a flash of understanding passed through Zhu Jiuyin's eyes.

"Big Brother, are you planning to... set up an arena against Hongjun?"

"It hardly counts as an arena. We are merely each relying on our own abilities to gather providence."

Dijiang smiled faintly. "Hongjun's sermons have an extremely high threshold. None below Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals may enter the chaos. As for us, anyone at the Peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Realm may listen. In this Primordial World, there are far more Primordial Unity Golden Immortals than Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals."

"Moreover, what we teach is the Law-Proving Path, utterly different from Hongjun's Dao of Three-Corpse Severing. I would like to see whether the beings of the Primordial World favor his illusory Heaven's Way more, or prefer the tangible might of our laws!"