"Hongjun finally became a Saint!"
Lin Tian smiled and waved his hand, dispelling the Heavenly Dao's pressure over Penglai Island. At once, the animals, ginseng children, lingzhi children, and other living beings on the island finally felt a great weight lifted from them and thanked Lin Tian one after another.
But beyond Penglai, the countless beings of the Primordial World-even the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and Taiyi-had no choice but to bow their heads before that terrifying pressure. No matter how profound their cultivation was, none could resist the dreadful force that seemed capable of cowing even their souls.
At that moment, everyone who had yet to become a Saint finally understood what "Below the Saints, All Are Ants" truly meant! Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Within Chaos, inside the Purple Heaven Palace, Haotian and Yaochi knelt on the floor while Hongjun sat high above them. Golden lotuses bloomed all around him, their fragrance filling the air. For a time, even the cold Purple Heaven Palace suddenly brimmed with boundless vitality.
Hongjun gazed at the Purple Heaven Palace within the Purple Heaven Palace, allowing the golden lotuses to settle on his body before dissolving into pure spiritual qi and drifting away. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Ha! Although my cultivation is still that of a great encompassing golden immortal, with the Heavenly Dao's blessing, my combat strength is now more than ten times what it was!"
Marveling at his own tremendous power, Hongjun felt deeply gratified. Yet becoming a Saint also meant taking responsibility for certain tasks assigned by the Heavenly Dao. Apart from the strand of purple qi that represented the one that escaped, and the strand outside the Mystic Sect, whose bearers need not obey the Heavenly Dao's arrangements, the Saints who attained sainthood through