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On Lingyun Peak.

Xuandu slowly raised his head and looked at the void.

He could clearly sense a warm, pure, yet boundless power gathering from the darkness and slowly descending upon him.

That's not spiritual energy, it's not the law.

Rather, it was the Great Dao's recognition of his successful tribulation, a gift to him for pioneering martial arts and securing life for the human race.

"The Great Way's Merits..."

Xuan Du murmured to himself, his eyes swirling with a chaotic light.

When he established the martial path, he received the merits of the Heavenly Dao, which eventually condensed into the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele to suppress the fate of the human race.

But the merits of Heaven are nothing compared to the merits of the Great Dao... it's like comparing a firefly to the bright moon.

Heavenly merits are the rewards bestowed upon those who have made contributions by the primordial order. They can aid in cultivation, avert calamities, and stabilize destiny.

The Great Dao Merit is the manifestation of the Great Dao Origin. It can reshape one's foundation, sublimate the laws, and directly lead to the path of the Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal!

"Buzz..."

The merits have finally come to an end.

It does not transform into golden light and auspicious clouds as in the case of Heavenly Virtue.

Instead, they were strands of chaotic light, as thin as a hair yet as heavy as stars, slowly drifting down from the void and disappearing into Xuandu's brow and purple mansion.

With each ray of light entering, Xuan Du's body trembled slightly.

Deep within the Purple Mansion, the Martial Dao Law Origin Rune suddenly shone brightly, frantically devouring and refining the surging Great Dao Merit.

On the runes, the martial arts patterns that were already close to perfection underwent another transformation at this moment!

More profound, more mysterious, more... closer to the origin of the Great Dao!

not only that.

The chaotic runes flowing around Xuandu became increasingly solid under the nourishment of merit, showing a faint tendency to materialize and imprint themselves on his flesh and blood.

The Martial Arts True Body... is transforming towards a higher level!

"The Great Dao's merits temper his body... This child's future is limitless."

The Tongtian Sect Leader clapped his hands and laughed heartily, his eyes filled with undisguised satisfaction.

He could see clearly that with this merit, Xuandu's realm of Hunyuan Daluo was not only completely stabilized, but also laid a solid foundation for breaking through to a higher realm.

The Nine Heavens of Primordial Chaos...

Perhaps, for his disciple, it is not so far out of reach.

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"Walk."

Lao Tzu slowly closed his eyes, flicked his sleeves, and purple mist enveloped his remaining body as he headed towards Shouyang Mountain without looking back.

His back was still hunched, but there was an indescribable... desolation about it.

He can't watch anymore.

If I continue watching, my Dao heart will likely shatter completely.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable also had a gloomy expression. He took a deep look at the figure on Lingyun Peak who was shrouded in chaotic merit, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Xuan Du...in the great calamity, I will surely slay you!"

He gritted his teeth and whispered, the three treasures of the jade ruyi in his sleeve dimming inward, his figure flickered, transforming into a pure and ethereal light, tearing through the void and disappearing.

The direction... was none other than Mount Buzhou!

He had already arrived outside the Witch Clan, and he would not have come if he had not sensed Xuandu's breakthrough to the Hunyuan Daluo realm.

Nuwa sighed softly, and the sky was filled with seven-colored rays of light as she returned to the Nuwa Palace.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Let's go back."

They whispered a message, and golden light enveloped the two, causing them to disappear into the western horizon.

All five sages... departed.

Outside Jin'ao Island, silence returned.

Only on Lingyun Peak, the chaotic merit continued to slowly descend, completely enveloping Xuandu's figure.

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Buzhou Mountain is the ancestral home of the Wu tribe.

The twelve ancestral witches gathered in the Pangu Palace, their blood and qi soaring to the sky, their malevolent aura permeating the air.

In the center of the hall, a huge blood-red heart slowly beat. With each beat, a powerful force of Pangu bloodline spread out, nourishing the bodies of the twelve ancestral witches!

That is... the heart of Pangu!

The foundation upon which the Wu Clan was founded, and the core of the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons!

"Brother, that fluctuation just now..."

The laws of water surged around Gonggong, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes:

"It's towards Jin'ao Island... Is someone undergoing the Great Luo Tribulation?"

Dijiang, carrying a giant axe, grinned:

"Who else could it be but Xuan Du?"

His gaze swept out of the hall, as if piercing through layers of void, and he saw the gradually dissipating chaotic thunderclouds above Jin'ao Island.

"A hundred-year-old Grand Luo Immortal... This child is truly defying the heavens."

Flames surged around Zhu Rong, who coldly snorted:

"So what if they defy the heavens? They are still the teachers of the human race. What does it have to do with my witch race?"

Houtu's eyes were clear as she softly said:

"Xuandu has seized life-saving opportunities for the human race, established martial arts, and gathered fortune; this is a great merit."

"Now that he has transcended the tribulation to become a Grand Luo Immortal, his great momentum is already established, and the future pattern of the primordial world... will surely change because of him."

Jumang's body was enveloped in the laws of wood, and he pondered:

"My sister is right. Xuan Du is not to be underestimated."

"Especially the laws of martial arts... seem to greatly enhance the blood and qi of the human race. If all humans cultivate martial arts, perhaps in the future... they can truly contend with my witch race."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall momentarily froze.

The Wu tribe specializes in physical cultivation, and their qi and blood can shake the heavens.

Although the human race is weak, if, as Xuandu said, they temper themselves with martial arts and tap into their potential, their future achievements may not be inferior to those of the witch race.

"snort!"

Gonggong chuckled and said:

"Humans are nothing but ants. How much stronger can they become even if they cultivate martial arts?"

"Our Wu clan is descended from Pangu, born with the power to control the laws of nature. How can humans compare?"

Dijiang shook his head slightly:

"Second brother, don't underestimate the human race."

"Xuan was able to attain the Great Luo of Hunyuan in a hundred years, so his pioneering martial arts must have something unique about them."

He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"Moreover... human blood has a restraining effect on the physical body of my witch clan."

"If the human race truly cultivates martial arts to its peak, with blood and qi as powerful as a dragon and will as strong as iron... then it may not be a good thing for my witch race."

Upon hearing this, all the ancestral witches' expressions changed slightly.

The blood of the human race is effective against the blood of the witch race, a fact the demon race had learned after they attacked the human race.

If the human race truly rises to prominence through martial arts, and their vitality reaches its peak... that would undoubtedly pose a huge threat to the witch race.

"What my brother means is..."

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were deep and profound, the laws of time flowing within them:

"Should we... nip it in the bud?"

Dijiang slowly rose, hoisting his giant axe onto his shoulder, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes:

"A great calamity is about to begin, and a war between the Lich and the Demons is inevitable."

"Although the human race is weak, if they become a variable... it will be detrimental to my witch race."

"If that's the case..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Buzz!"

Outside the palace, a beam of pure immortal light tore through the sky and descended fiercely!

Amidst the celestial light, the Primordial Celestial Venerable stood with his hands behind his back, his face majestic and his eyes cold.

"The Primordial Beginning?"

Di Jiang's pupils contracted sharply, and he held the giant axe horizontally in front of him:

"What are you doing in the ancestral land of my witch clan?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's gaze swept over the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a cold smile curving his lips:

"I have come to present you all with a great gift."

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