Five Poisons, Six Desires, Seven Emotions, Eight Sufferings, Nine Calamities, Ten Tribulations

As Xu Zimo laughed, his heaven-shrouding palm of demonic qi directly shattered the Gate of All Beings.

The aura of mystery was instantly crushed.

Before the Immortal Lord could even react, he was slapped into the ground.

"Gate of All Beings—do you represent all living beings?" Xu Zimo laughed.

"Those lofty immortals believe they hold everything in their grasp, yet they are nothing more than the moon reflected in water, flowers seen in a dream."

With that, Xu Zimo turned to look at the Holy Hall.

"Do you think killing you would take any time? You think that after growing for so many years, you can now stand against me?"

"The hero of old has now become Heaven's lackey. How tragic, how lamentable!"

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, everyone sensed countless secrets and implications within them.

"Hero?"

"What was the Holy Ancestor like in the past?"

"He just called the Holy Ancestor by his true name, Yan Yingzhou. That name sounds somewhat familiar!"

The crowd whispered among themselves.

Grandpa Wang and the Queen Mother of the West exchanged glances.

The two of them seemed to have thought of it at the same time.

"Legend says that in ancient times, the Devil Master descended upon the world, and darkness blanketed the land.

"A great hero named Yan Yingzhou emerged out of nowhere, defeated the Devil King, and saved all living beings.

"One day each year came to be known as the Dawn Festival.

"It was used to commemorate the great hero Yan Yingzhou."

Grandpa Wang spoke calmly.

After searching through his memories, this was the conclusion he reached.

This was a widely circulated tale.

Or rather, among mortals and low-level cultivators who did not know the truth, this story was extremely widespread.

So much so that the annual Dawn Festival was held