Now, the greatest obstacle was the Vine Dao Venerable.
Inside the Purple Heaven Palace.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun had lost all interest in drinking. Frowning, he asked, "Even the Heavenly Dao Will can do nothing to him. What do you think?"
Yang Mei said evenly, "Were your repeated attacks merely probes?"
Hongjun smiled. "I only wanted to get to the bottom of his abilities. From what I can see now, my previous attacks were nowhere near enough."
"Do you really intend to put him to death once and for all?"
Great Immortal Yang Mei stopped beating around the bush and asked directly.
Hongjun said calmly, "You are not me. You do not understand. The Heavenly Dao will never permit a variable beyond its control to emerge. He still seems weak now, but once he fully matures, the entire Primordial World may collapse completely."
Yang Mei frowned. "Is it that serious?"
Hongjun rose and stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the boundless void.
"You should know that Pan Gu's World-Opening brought the Primordial World into existence ahead of its time, already defying the Great Dao Will. He also slew three thousand gods and devils, causing the Three Thousand Worlds to perish in their cradles. Yet the Great Dao is immortal, eternally indestructible. In the depths of Chaos, some newborn small worlds have begun to take shape, giving rise to many experts approaching the Saint level. Once someone in these other worlds attains sainthood and condenses their world's Heavenly Dao Will, they will become enemies of the Primordial World. Therefore, the Primordial World absolutely cannot slip beyond my control. Otherwise, it will be in peril."
Yang Mei's expression darkened. "The Primordial World was the first to be born, and it is the most resilient. It is the only one capable