Kunlun Mountain.
Laozi was in seclusion, cultivating.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, uncontrollable joy shining in them.
"Dao Brother, what happened?"
Yuanshi, beside him, was also roused and hurriedly asked.
"The Dao Ancestor just sent me a message through Divine Sense, telling us to go to Zixiao Palace."
Laozi spoke excitedly.
If they could gain the favor of the Dao Ancestor, a Heavenly Dao Saint, why would the Three Pure Ones fear falling behind Dao Venerable Changsheng?
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry over."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi could hardly wait.
"Tongtian is still in the Dream World. Should we call him to come along?"
Laozi hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Dao Brother, Tongtian has grown too close to Seven Words, that Direct Disciple of the Changsheng Immortal Sect."
"I've warned him time and again, but not only does he refuse to listen, he's even become somewhat angry with me."
"His whole heart is with the Changsheng Immortal Sect now. Why should we play the villains and call them out?"
"What if he has no interest in this matter? Wouldn't that offend the Dao Ancestor?"
The thought left Yuanshi rather angry.
The Three Pure Ones were originally one.
As his elder brother, he had offered a few words of advice, yet Tongtian had not only talked back but nearly fallen out with him.
That had truly infuriated Yuanshi.
Laozi frowned. "Second Brother has a point."
"Then let's go."
With that, Laozi and Yuanshi flew toward Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, boundless astral winds raged, and wind, water, earth, and fire surged.
Anyone without sufficient strength who rashly entered could easily be torn to shreds if they were below the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
No wonder the Dao Ancestor had said that all those