Defying Heaven with Comprehension, Creating the Grand Destiny Art, Shocking Lord Tongtian

He was even more astonished that Hongxuan had created such a miraculous body-refining technique.

To open up so many cavern-heaven worlds within his body—

And yet he had not exploded?

No wonder it required such vast amounts of spiritual energy!

He was eagerly anticipating just how terrifying this technique would become once it was perfected in the future!

Lord Tongtian was not angered by Hongxuan's little scheme.

Instead, he merely smiled faintly.

A trifling amount of spiritual energy was not worth mentioning.

During the ensuing time listening to the Dao, with an endless supply of spiritual energy replenishing him,

Hongxuan progressed at an astonishing pace.

He simply did not lack spiritual energy.

The three hundred and sixty-five cavern-heaven worlds within his body also took shape one after another.

They formed a perfect cycle.

Nourishing his physical body in return.

A thunderous crack rang out in his mind.

Some shackle binding his physical body instantly shattered.

The seventh turn of the Hongxuan Body Refinement Art—complete!

Only now had Hongxuan's cultivation and physical body both reached the realm of Grand Golden Immortal.

As for having the cavern-heaven worlds within his body form spirits of will, as well as transforming them into a domain surrounding his body,

Those would gradually be perfected step by step throughout the Grand Golden Immortal realm.

Having taken the first step, everything afterward would be relatively simple.

He only needed to proceed methodically.

With Hongxuan's comprehension and talent, none of this could possibly stump him.

Three thousand years of preaching passed.

On this day,

Lord Tongtian abruptly stopped preaching.

The faces of the Jie Sect immortals flushed red, and they looked deeply uncomfortable.

They all opened their eyes and watched Lord Tongtian expectantly.

Unfortunately, the Sage paid them no heed whatsoever.

"The three-thousand-year preaching has ended. The next preaching will be one hundred thousand years from now!"

"Now, if you have any questions, ask them freely!"

"Your master will answer them in detail!"

The immortals were stunned.

One hundred thousand years?

The next preaching would actually be one hundred thousand years later.

Previously, there had only been an interval of ten thousand years. Why was the gap so long now?

Yet Lord Tongtian seemed to have no intention of explaining!

What followed was another familiar question-and-answer session.

The Jie Sect immortals listening to the Dao in the hall began asking questions one after another. After receiving guidance, each wore a satisfied smile.

As for Hongxuan, he did not ask any questions.

Instead, he was pondering the path ahead to Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

Advancing from Grand Golden Immortal to Grand Luo Golden Immortal was an extremely important threshold.

One misstep, and one's path could end there.

There were quite a few Grand Golden Immortal disciples in the Jie Sect.

Yet Grand Luo Golden Immortals could be counted on one's fingers.

Perhaps some would continue advancing to Grand Luo Golden Immortal in the future.

But one thing was certain: even more would remain forever at Grand Golden Immortal, with no possibility of advancing to Grand Luo.

Hongxuan would not become arrogantly overconfident merely because he possessed heaven-defying comprehension.

Instead, he needed to be even more cautious.

Just as the question-and-answer session was about to end,

Lord Tongtian suddenly gave a soft sound of surprise.

He then swept his gaze over the immortals present.

With a light point of his finger,

A clear image immediately appeared before the Jie Sect immortals.

"Master, this is...?"

Duobao asked in confusion.

At the same time, everyone else looked at Lord Tongtian with curiosity.

"This is the battlefield for the final battle between the Demon Race and the Purple Palace."

"Demon Race's Dijun and Taiyi are about to engage Duke of the East and Queen Mother of the West in a decisive battle!"

"Watch carefully and see just how powerful the Primordial Wilderness's greatest experts truly are!"

Lord Tongtian intended to observe the battle while giving his disciples instruction on the spot.

At once, the Jie Sect immortals turned toward the image with expectant expressions.

Just how brutal would the coming battle between Quasi-Sages be?!

"Duke of the East, your fate has run out. Today, you are destined to die, body and soul extinguished, reduced to ashes!"

On the battlefield of the final battle,

Dijun stared proudly at the defeated Duke of the East, looking down on him with the bearing of a victor.

Yet Duke of the East unexpectedly retorted fiercely, his words filled with mockery:

"Hmph, Dijun, you furred and horned beast—what right do you have to speak of Heaven's will?"

"My defeat today is only because I fell victim to your Demon Race's schemes."

"Compared to you, Dijun, I merely lack a few measures of ruthlessness."

"So what if your Demon Race has won this battle?"

"The Demon Race is burdened by monstrous karma and has committed boundless bloodshed. I shall watch from the unseen as your Demon Race falls to ruin."

"The endings of you and Taiyi will certainly be no better than mine!"

In this decisive battle, in order to wipe out the Purple Palace's forces,

Dijun and Taiyi had directly dragged the Sun Star down into the East Sea.

Although this had nearly annihilated the Purple Palace's subordinates, it had also caused devastating casualties among the living beings near the East Sea.

Baleful energy and resentment filled the skies above the entire battlefield.

With such monstrous karma, the Demon Race was destined to meet no good end in the future.

"Hmph, Heaven's mandate is with my Demon Race. Once the Demon Race unifies the Primordial Wilderness, Taiyi and I will attain Primordial Unity—why should we fear mere karma?!"

"Duke of the East, you are destined to become a stepping stone on my path to unifying the Primordial Wilderness!"

"Perish!"

Within Biyou Palace,

The Jie Sect immortals watched the brutal scene within the image, each wearing a different expression.

"What a cruel and vicious Dijun! His battle with Duke of the East should have been a matter between the two of them, yet he actually implicated so many innocent living beings!"

"Can someone burdened with such heavy karma truly be worthy of unifying the Primordial Wilderness?"

"I suspect the Demon Race's future end will be no better than that of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Races!"