Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

At the summit of Shouyang Mountain stands the Tushita Palace.

The area was shrouded in mist and clouds, and the atmosphere was filled with Taoist charm.

The sage Laozi sat quietly on a futon, his aura in harmony with the Dao, embodying non-action and naturalness.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A faint hint of surprise and bewilderment flickered in those eyes that had seen through the vicissitudes of time.

With a slight thought, the secrets of heaven were revealed.

"Gone?"

Lao Tzu murmured to himself, a ripple stirring in his usually calm and undisturbed Daoist heart.

He had already calculated that the human youth named Xuandu at the foot of the mountain had a master-disciple relationship with him.

This child is resolute and has been kneeling and praying to his master here for ten years.

Lao Tzu originally intended to refine his character for several more decades, until he was a rough gem and a pure gold, before taking him under his wing and passing on the Great Dao.

This is a good opportunity to temper Xuandu's character.

But why...?

In just ten years, this boy has already left us?

This is illogical.

What surprised him even more was that Xuan Du was clearly just a mortal with no cultivation, so why did he disappear from the Shouyang Mountain area in an instant in his perception?

With no breath left, cause and effect also became blurred.

It was as if it had been wiped away by an invisible hand.

There's something fishy about this.

Lao Tzu's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He immersed his mind in the Dao of Heaven, deducing the whereabouts of Xuandu.

The secrets of heaven are like flowers seen through fog, shrouded in chaos.

There was external interference that obscured part of the destiny related to this child.

"interesting."

Lao Tzu slightly raised his eyes and looked out at the boundless wilderness beyond the palace.

Since that's the case, let's see it for ourselves.

next moment.

A vast and boundless divine consciousness silently surged forth from the summit of Shouyang Mountain.

It instantly covered the entire primordial world.

This divine sense was not an intentional act of oppression, but it carried the unique indifference and majesty of a Heavenly Saint, who was above all things.

"Please calm your anger, sage!"

On this vast and desolate land, all living beings, regardless of their cultivation level, felt fear at this moment.

Countless cultivators were jolted awake from their seclusion, drenched in cold sweat.

The powerful beings' dojos all lit up with the light of their protective barriers, but they quietly withdrew the light the moment they touched that divine consciousness, not daring to violate it in the slightest.

In the mountains and forests, the monsters lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Within the rivers, aquatic creatures dive into the deep abyss, daring not to surface.

Countless beings knelt in fear and worship towards the direction from which the divine consciousness originated, wondering why the sage had made his decision and fearing that calamity was about to befall them.

The mind of a sage is unfathomable; a single thought can determine the life and death of all beings.

This sudden sweep of divine sense plunged the entire prehistoric world into a brief silence and terror.

Lao Tzu's divine sense swept across endless mountains and rivers, across the battlefields of the battle between witches and demons, and across the secluded caves of powerful cultivators.

Without sorrow or joy, without thought or desire.

at last.

His divine sense reached the East Sea.

We traversed the vast waves and navigated the innate maze.

The hidden Jin'ao Island, nestled deep in the East China Sea, unfolded before his "eyes" like a scroll painting.

The island is surrounded by rolling hills, filled with spiritual energy, dotted with palaces, and teeming with immortals.

What a magnificent scene of ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage!

Lao Tzu's divine sense swept through it.

Then, the image freezes on an inconspicuous coastal reef off the island.

There stood a young man who had just regained his footing, his face still showing a mixture of confusion and surprise. Who else could it be but Xuan Du?

Upon sensing this, a clear fluctuation appeared on Lao Tzu's usually calm and composed face for the first time.

That was genuine surprise.

"Jin'ao Island?"

Xuan Du, an ordinary mortal, actually appeared on Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, hundreds of millions of miles away!

Such methods are by no means ordinary.

In the blink of an eye, they traversed endless space and avoided the few senses he had previously laid out.

This was definitely not something Xuandu could do on his own.

So...

Lao Tzu's gaze seemed to pierce through the endless void and land on the magnificent Golden Turtle Island.

Is it a passage to heaven?

Was it he who used his great magical power to move Xuandu away?

Is the intention to be the first to recruit apprentices?

As soon as this thought arose, a sense of dissatisfaction arose in Lao Tzu's heart.

Although the Three Pure Ones have separated and established their own lineages, they ultimately share the same origin.

Tongtian's actions were somewhat excessive.

Xuandu and he had a master-disciple relationship, which was ordained by Heaven. How could Tongtian not know this?

What is the meaning behind this action?

The scramble for disciples is not a matter of friendship among the Three Pure Ones.

Moreover, the Human Religion was newly established, and its fate was intertwined with that of the human race. As a member of the human race, Xuandu should rightfully join the Human Religion.

With countless immortals paying homage to the Heavenly Emperor, why should one compete with him for this one disciple?

Non-action does not mean non-contention.

It concerns the orthodoxy and one's reputation; Lao Tzu could not stand idly by.

He slowly rose from the prayer mat.

His aura remained calm, but his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

In that case, I must go there myself.

I saw Lao Tzu take a step forward.

The next moment, he had disappeared from the Tushita Palace.

Silent and unnoticed, as if it had never existed.

Only the empty palace and the lingering, faint Taoist charm remained.

......

at the same time.

East China Sea, outside Jin'ao Island.

Xuandu felt a sudden dizziness as the world spun around him and the surrounding scenery changed.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was so shocked by the sight before him that he was speechless.

Ahead lay a colossal island beyond description.

A myriad of divine lights shone forth, and a thousand auspicious wisps appeared.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, one can see magnificent palaces and celestial pavilions appearing and disappearing.

Rare flowers and exotic plants abound, and mythical beasts and birds leap about.

A myriad of auras, some strong, some weak, but all brimming with vitality and vigor, rose from the island, weaving together to form a magnificent field of life.

Furthermore, the sword energy soared into the sky, sharp and unparalleled, as if it were about to cleave the heavens, exuding a resolute and unrestrained spirit to seize a sliver of life.

"Jin'ao Island...this is Jin'ao Island!"

Upon seeing this, Xuandu was overjoyed.

It worked!

The teleportation talisman really did send him outside the Jie Sect's training grounds!

From Shouyang Mountain to Jin'ao Island, spanning most of the prehistoric world, it was an insurmountable chasm for him, a mere mortal.

But now, thanks to the talisman bestowed by the system, he arrived in one step!

He gazed at the magnificent, ever-changing island, his eyes filled with excitement and longing.

This is where his rise began!

Here, the Jie Sect, where ten thousand immortals come to pay homage!

Once he successfully joins, he will instantly receive unimaginable cultivation boosts thanks to the [Summarization System]!

What divine calamity, what impending calamity? Before absolute power, all can be shattered with a single sword strike!

Safety? The People's Education System is safe, but it's a stagnant pool of safety, a safety where everyone is just another face in the crowd.

What he wants is the security of controlling his own destiny, and even the destiny of others!

That sense of security comes from absolute strength!

Xuan Du took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The most urgent task is to find a way to reach Jin'ao Island and join the Jie Sect.

The Master of the Heavenly Sect taught without discrimination; as long as one was sincere or had the right affinity, there was a chance.

He straightened his clothes, which were slightly disheveled from the teleportation, and looked firmly at the path leading to the immortal island.

Hope is at hand.

He took a step forward, ready to move on.

However, at this very moment...

An indescribable pressure descended without warning.

The sky seemed to suddenly darken.

The wind has stopped, and the waves have calmed.

Even the faint celestial music emanating from the island seemed to freeze instantly.

An old man appeared silently not far in front of him.

The old man was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with an ancient and unsophisticated face. His figure seemed ordinary, yet he appeared to be one with the entire world.

His very presence is the manifestation of the Tao, the source of all rules.

He simply stood there calmly, without making any movement or emitting any aura.

It was none other than the Supreme Sage—Lao Tzu!