Lin Tian was astonished.
This was the origin of the Dao.
This was the Heavenly Dao Sword.
The Spirit Vine True Self's reward this time was simply terrifying.
After a long while, the Primordial World vanished before his eyes.
He opened his eyes, still inside One Origin Palace, but that Daoist's effortless sword stroke lingered in his mind.
He recalled it again and again, simulated it again and again, imagining himself as that Daoist.
He was swinging his sword amid chaos, seeking to carve out the first laws from that tumultuous space and time with a single stroke.
For now, let us leave Lin Tian's contemplation of the Hongmeng Sword aside.
Meanwhile, after his defeat, Li Jing returned all the way to the Heavenly Palace.
He reached the Southern Heavenly Gate swiftly, but after he returned to the Heavenly Palace, the difference in the two realms' flow of time inevitably caused a delay.
He first dismissed the heavenly soldiers, then headed toward the Hall of Miracle Mists with Wen Zhong, Luo Xuan, and the other Star Lords.
Upon reaching the hall, they notified the Immortal Officials, rang the golden bell that summoned the court, and quietly awaited an audience with the Jade Emperor.
While they waited at the Hall of Miracle Mists, elsewhere in the Heavenly Palace, inside Gouchen Hall...
Great Emperor Gouchen was also awaiting news when Marshal Tianyou entered, his face filled with panic.
"Great Emperor, disaster has struck!"
Great Emperor Gouchen's heart sank slightly, but his expression remained calm. "How fares the battle in the lower realm?"
Marshal Tianyou knelt. "Great Emperor, that Spirit Vine of Flower-Fruit Mountain was far too savage. Daoist Red Pine Master drew him into the Pure Yang Immortal Gourd, but only the Spirit Vine leaped back out. The Daoist was nowhere to