The Dao Lecture Draws Near

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Three successive tolls of the Dao bell rang out from the boundless Chaos, resounding throughout the Primordial World in an instant.

"The second Dao lecture is about to begin. Hurry to the Purple Firmament Palace!"

The Primordial World erupted. Figures shot into the sky one after another, tearing through the void as they flew beyond the heavens toward the Purple Firmament Palace in the boundless Chaos.

During these ten thousand years, word had long since spread throughout the Primordial World that Dao Ancestor Hongjun would teach the path of cultivation beyond Daluo during his second lecture at the Purple Firmament Palace.

Even the most ignorant Daluo Golden Immortal knew of the existence of the Quasi-Sage realm.

This epoch had only just begun a few million years ago.

With a few exceptions, those in the Primordial World who had cultivated to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm had all been born during the previous tribulation, the Dragon Han First Calamity.

They were naturally familiar with the Quasi-Sage mighty figures who had been the true foundation of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin races as they fought for supremacy over the Primordial World back then.

Unfortunately, no matter how extraordinary a Daluo's talent was, faced with a blank cultivation path, they could only remain trapped at Perfection Daluo, sighing in lament.

But now...

The Three Purities were racing toward the Purple Firmament Palace, as were the two from the West, Nüwa and Fuxi, Dijun and Taiyi...

Whether they were renowned figures of the Primordial World or recluses who cultivated diligently in seclusion, every Daluo Golden Immortal was eager to go.

Chaos was dangerous, and if they arrived late and missed even half a sentence, it would be a loss as vast as the heavens.

It's only been a few thousand years, and the second lecture at the Purple Firmament Palace is already starting?

In the East Sea, Ao Changsheng opened his eyes in seclusion and looked up at the heavens in mild surprise.

Although he had not gone to the Purple Firmament Palace to listen to the Dao, Ao Changsheng had learned some information from the living beings in the East Sea.

The second lecture at the Purple Firmament Palace should have been ten thousand years later.

He must have counted the time the mighty figures would need to travel and made it a full ten thousand years that way! Ao Changsheng thought casually.

He had the Method of Opening an Inner World, the Hunyuan cultivation path obtained from the Dragon Race's inherited memories, and the Witch Race's path to Quasi-Sage that Gonggong had broken through.

Ao Changsheng did not particularly covet the Method of Severing the Three Corpses that Hongjun was about to pass down.

Next, the Primordial World should enter a brief age of Quasi-Sages, and then... the Witch-Demon Tribulation, right?

Ao Changsheng sighed silently to himself.

While roaming the River of Space and Time, he had seen the war of the Dragon Han First Calamity, though he had not seen the battlefields of the Daluo and Quasi-Sages.

But even now, when Ao Changsheng recalled the tragic sight of countless living beings fighting, it remained vivid before his eyes.

They were all Daluo, and they could all see the tragedy of that past calamity and the outcome of fighting for supremacy over the Primordial World.

Yet Ao Changsheng still could not understand why anyone would start another great war.

Perhaps it's because we have different mindsets!

Ao Changsheng sighed.

Although he had been reborn in the Primordial World and attained Daluo, because of the Seclusion System, Ao Changsheng had remained in seclusion, cultivating in the East Sea all this time.

His cultivation journey had also gone exceptionally smoothly, with a promising future ahead of him, so deep in body and mind, Ao Changsheng had never fully integrated into the Primordial World.

Looking at the boundless world before him, Ao Changsheng sighed softly.

Perhaps... this is also why, faced with such a vast and wondrous world, I've always wanted to go back into seclusion from the bottom of my heart!

As for the system's rewards?

What does the choice I, Ao Changsheng, made have to do with your system rewards?!

Beyond the heavens, at a certain point on the world membrane that separated the Primordial World from Chaos.

A figure stood there, paying no heed to the strange looks from the mighty figures around him as they hurried toward the Purple Firmament Palace.

Strange. Why haven't my eldest brother and the others arrived yet? Gonggong thought, a little anxious as he looked down at the Primordial World.

That was right. The person outside the world membrane was none other than Gonggong, who had already broken through to the Quasi-Sage realm.

He had originally planned to hurry back to the Witch Race and prepare a grand gift for Ao Changsheng, but to his surprise, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had sent a message throughout the Primordial World while he was on his way.

He was preparing to hold the second lecture at the Purple Firmament Palace.

Considering that his brothers and sisters might go to the Purple Firmament Palace, Gonggong had come ahead to wait for his siblings.

But... he had waited quite a while, and they still had not arrived. He could not help feeling a little anxious.

Just then, not far away, two streaks of rainbow light at the head of several dozen streaks of divine light faltered.

They came to a halt and looked at Gonggong nearby.

Who else could the two be but Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi? As for the several dozen streaks of divine light behind them, those were the Daluo the two brothers had recruited for the Demon Race over the years.

"Eldest brother, Gonggong is alone. With such a good opportunity, should we..." Eastern Emperor Taiyi trailed off and made a gesture to Dijun.

Beside him, Dijun looked at Gonggong in the distance and hesitated briefly before shaking his head. "No. Dao Ancestor Hongjun's lecture is about to begin. This isn't the time to settle scores with those barbarians."

"Don't forget, what Dao Ancestor Hongjun is going to teach is the path beyond Daluo, the path to Quasi-Sage. We can't afford to be delayed!"

"But to let that fellow go just like that... Why don't I go over and give him a strike with my bell? Then we can enter Chaos and head straight for the Purple Firmament Palace. That bastard Gonggong can't catch up to us anyway."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was reluctant to let it go, especially when he thought of their grudges from the first lecture at the Purple Firmament Palace. The Chaos Bell had already appeared in his hand.

"No!" Dijun shook his head decisively. "If that bastard Dijiang disregards the consequences, it's not impossible for him to block our way in Chaos."

As though seeing that Eastern Emperor Taiyi was still unwilling to let it go, Dijun continued in a grave voice.

"Don't forget, second brother, the Witch Race can't cultivate the Hongjun Immortal Dao. The path to Quasi-Sage in this lecture won't be of any use to them either."

"If we clash with the Witch Race's barbarians at a time like this and miss the Dao Ancestor's lecture, we'll be the only ones to suffer."

As Dijun spoke, the River Diagram and Luo Book appeared above his head, and the Primordial World appeared around him once more. He broke straight through the world membrane and entered Chaos.

Only after hearing this did Eastern Emperor Taiyi, deeply unwilling, abandon the thought of attacking. With the Chaos Bell above his head, he followed Dijun.

Only then did Gonggong notice Dijun and Taiyi entering Chaos in the distance. A thought stirred in his mind, and he wanted to chase after them and slaughter them both.

But as it happened, eleven figures traveling together appeared in Gonggong's field of vision in the Primordial World below.

Who else could they be but his eleven brothers and sisters?

"Hmph, you two mangy birds got lucky." Gonggong snorted coldly and abandoned the thought of chasing them, turning instead to meet his siblings.

"Brothers, you're finally here! I've been waiting for quite a while." Gonggong laughed heartily and turned to greet them.

But although the Ancestral Witches smiled at Gonggong as he came over smiling, Dijiang frowned and questioned him in a grave voice, looking a little worried.

"Gonggong, why did you come here on your own? Didn't we tell you before that when it was time for the second lecture at the Purple Firmament Palace, you should return to the Primordial World from the East Sea first, and then we'd head to Chaos together?"

"Uh... I forgot." Gonggong froze, then gave a sheepish smile. He really had forgotten.

After all, he had undergone that painful trial and then been overjoyed at breaking through to Quasi-Sage, so he had naturally forgotten a few small things.

"How could you forget something like that? Sister Houtu even waited for you in the East Sea for a long time. When neither of you came back after so long, we went to the East Sea to look for Sister Houtu first," Dijiang scolded in a grave voice.

"Well..."

Gonggong was immediately embarrassed. After quite a while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Sorry, Sister Houtu..."

"No... I was fine. I just guessed you'd come here first and worried that you'd run into Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi," Houtu said, shaking her head slightly.

"That's right, that's right! Gonggong, you really need to do something about that reckless temper of yours. Coming here alone-if you'd run into those two mangy birds and a fight had broken out, you'd have been in trouble!"

Zhurong teased him with a hint of mockery.

Then...

The Ancestral Witches around them all looked at Zhurong as if to say, "You're the last person here qualified to call Gonggong reckless."

Me, in trouble...

Hearing Zhurong's words, Gonggong chuckled, then released his Quasi-Sage presence without hesitation.

"If I hadn't seen you coming just now, I'd already have smashed those two mangy birds passing by to death."