The war with the Heavenly Court in particular had already left him battered and overwhelmed. Now it seemed he had been schemed against. No matter what, he had to use that parallel world to break the deadlock.
To open up every avenue.
"Who wakes first from the great dream? I, Old Ancestor Hongjun, have passed through another cosmic cycle, yet the Human Race's development is already on the verge of slipping out of control!"
"Taiqing, Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi, do you have any good ideas?"
Within the Purple Cloud Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens, Old Ancestor Hongjun awoke. Looking at the Primordial World as it was, at all its strife, filled him with sorrow. He had lost all interest in discussing the Dao. The Human Race had passed through the Great Tang and entered the Great Song, yet the things their lineage of Sages could do nothing about only kept growing.
Growing ever more numerous.
"No, the Heavenly Court and the Investiture List are still the most effective means. We must carry out the Investiture of the Gods and make the Heavenly Court rise again!"
After some thought, Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi felt that what needed doing still had to be done.
"The mount system!"
"Since so many demons, monsters, and ghosts have appeared, creating a mount system for dual cultivation would be a good solution!"
Taiqing Laozi's eyes lit up.
In truth, he was the one who had never stopped thinking about dual cultivation with mounts.
Back then, he had ridden his azure ox out through Hangu Pass and brought forth Taishang Laojun. Ever since, he had harbored resentment over the restriction that the two cultivators could not leave the mortal realm, unable to let it go.
"Indeed. We are in the heavens, while living beings in the Primordial World follow