The Primordial Wilderness, peaceful for a million years, was once again jolted awake by an overwhelming pressure.
At that moment, every gaze turned toward Changsheng Heaven.
Zixiao Palace, Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
"Another pressure at the level of a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal."
"It seems Fuxi must have succeeded."
Hongjun muttered to himself, his expression somewhat gloomy.
One Dao Venerable Changsheng was already enough of a headache for him, and now there was Fuxi as well.
It really did give him a headache.
Most importantly, Nuwa still worried him greatly.
By all rights, Nuwa should have attained Sainthood through merit by now.
Yet there had still been no sign of anything.
Could she really be plotting something with the Changsheng Immortal Sect?
If Nuwa could not attain Sainthood, the opportunity for Taiqing and the others to attain Sainthood would not come either.
Though anxious, Hongjun had no solution at present.
If Nuwa emerged from seclusion without choosing to attain Sainthood through merit, he would have to give her a hint.
Kunlun Mountain.
"Dao Brother, although I have fused with the primordial violet Qi..."
"Why can I still not sense an opportunity to attain Sainthood?"
Yuanshi spoke with some impatience.
Fuxi's attainment of the Dao made him even more anxious.
"Yuanshi, be patient."
"Everything depends on the right opportunity. This simply means ours has yet to arrive."
Laozi glanced toward Changsheng Heaven, then closed his eyes again.
The Demon Court.
"To think someone else in Changsheng Heaven has attained the Dao."
"I wonder whether Dao Brother can succeed."
Taiyi looked toward the place where Di Jun was in seclusion, somewhat worried.
Pangu Temple, Buzhou Mountain.
"As expected of the Dao Venerable."
"Another Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal expert."
Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches were all roused.
"I wonder where our opportunity