For a time, countless wondrous manifestations appeared throughout the Primordial World, and the voice of the Heavenly Dao resounded across the universe.
At the sight of this commotion, the living beings of the Primordial World once again prostrated themselves in worship.
This was the first summons Dao Ancestor Hongjun had issued in the hundreds of millions of years since the Third Dao Lecture.
Thus, the Saints dared not delay in the slightest. Every one of them rushed to the gates of the Purple Heaven Palace at once.
The Three Pure Ones-Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian-stood together, yet there seemed to be a faint barrier between them.
Zhunti and Jieyin, the two Saints of the Western Lands, naturally kept together as well. From time to time, however, troubled expressions crossed their faces as they worried about how to repay the karmic debt they owed the Heavenly Dao.
Nuwa stood alone.
In subtle fashion, the Six Heavenly Dao Saints had divided into three groups.
After exchanging greetings outside the Purple Heaven Palace, they each took their places and said nothing more, merely waiting for Dao Ancestor Hongjun to summon them.
Saint Zhunti, shrewd as ever, seemed to notice the discord between the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and Cult Leader Tongtian. His eyes shifted slightly, though no one knew what he was thinking.
After the six Saints had waited outside the Purple Heaven Palace for a short while, they heard a creaking sound.
Then.
The gates of the Purple Heaven Palace slowly opened, and boundless radiance poured forth.
Wherever the light shone, the chaotic, lawless Chaos, in which only those above the great encompassing golden immortal realm could barely survive, instantly became an immortal paradise.
At the same time, two small figures appeared, exuding the imposing aura of mighty Quasi-Saints.
"Haotian."
"Yaochi."
"By the Dao