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Upon hearing this, the three members of the Suiren clan straightened their expressions and bowed in unison.

"Your disciple obeys!"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

He raised his hand, and a purple light flowed between his brows.

The Chaos Pearl flew out from between his eyebrows and hovered in his palm, its chaotic light flowing endlessly.

His mind stirred slightly.

"Buzz!"

A chaotic light gate manifested from the pearl and slowly descended beneath the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

The gate was a chaotic color, about three zhang high and two zhang wide, with innate Daoist energy flowing endlessly above the gate frame.

Beyond the door, a newly born world can be vaguely seen.

The mountains are majestic, the rivers flow swiftly, the spiritual energy is like mist, and the sun, moon, and stars revolve in an orderly fashion.

Those above the level of Celestial Immortal may enter.

The three members of the Suiren clan gazed at the gate of light hanging beneath the monument, their eyes gleaming.

With this gate in place, human cultivators can continuously enter the Chaos Pearl to cultivate.

One year outside is like ten thousand years inside the Pearl River.

Tens of millions of years from now, how many Great Luo Immortals will the human race have?

One hundred thousand?

million?

Even more?

They dare not think.

But they knew that the scene must be unimaginably magnificent.

Xuandu withdrew his gaze and looked at the three members of the Suiren clan:

"I'll leave this matter to you."

The three members of the Suiren clan nodded emphatically:

"Rest assured, Master!"

"This disciple will certainly do everything in my power to protect this gate and to protect humanity!"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

He turned and looked down at the three hundred or so people below:

"Go."

"Entering the realm to cultivate."

"Millions of years from now, I will be waiting for you here."

More than three hundred people knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your disciple obeys!"

The sound faded.

More than three hundred people rose up and transformed into more than three hundred streams of light, rushing straight toward the light gate hanging under the monument!

The portal trembled slightly, and one figure after another disappeared into it.

Immortal.

Mysterious Immortal.

Jinxian.

Taiyi Golden Immortal.

More than three hundred figures disappeared one after another behind the gate of light.

The portal slowly closed, returning to calm.

Beneath the monument, silence returned.

Only the gate of light hanging beneath the monument remains standing silently, awaiting the next human to break through to the Celestial Immortal realm.

The three Suiren stood atop the stele, gazing at the gate of light and at the empty stele beneath it.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

From this day forward, human cultivators will continuously enter the Chaos Pearl to cultivate.

Tens of millions of years later, the first batch of 100,000 people will return after attaining the Great Luo.

Tens of millions of years later, the second batch of more than three hundred people will also attain the Great Luo.

Then came the third batch, the fourth batch, the fifth batch...

One batch after another, one generation after another.

Continuous and ever-renewing.

One day, the number of Great Luo Immortals among the human race will be as numerous as hairs on a cow.

One day, humanity will be fully awakened.

One day, humanity will truly stand at the pinnacle of the primordial world.

Suirenshi took a deep breath, suppressing the surging excitement in his heart.

He turned and looked at Xuandu.

Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robe fluttering slightly, and his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

Deep within those eyes, as calm as an ancient well, lay a sense of contentment.

"Master."

Suiren spoke, his voice deep and resonant:

"There is something I don't understand."

Xuan Du turned his head and looked at him:

"What is it?"

Suirenshi said:

"Why are only humans allowed inside?"

"Are the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect and the sons of the Wu Clan not allowed to enter and cultivate?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly upon hearing this.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"The myriad immortals of the Jie Sect have their own cultivation methods."

"The sons of the Witch Clan have their own path of cultivation."

"They do not need to enter this realm to cultivate."

He paused, his gaze deepening slightly.

"This realm is specifically created for the human race."

"Designed for the rise of humanity."

"Designed to awaken humanity."

Upon hearing this, Suirenshi was terrified.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at those calm yet profound eyes, at that young face that exuded boundless composure.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

This realm was created specifically for the human race.

Designed for the rise of the human race.

It was designed to awaken humanity.

In his heart, Master always held the human race in his heart.

They were always pretending to be the disciples of the billions upon billions of humans.

What it ultimately seeks is the balance of the three paths of heaven, earth, and humanity that will eventually come.

Suiren bowed slowly, completing the entire salute:

"Disciple understands."

"Thank you, Master."

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

He raised his hand and gently patted Suirenshi's shoulder:

"Go."

"Guard this gate well."

"Protect humanity."

The three members of the Suiren clan nodded emphatically:

"Your disciple obeys!"

Xuan Du nodded slightly, and was about to turn and leave.

suddenly.

He froze.

A very faint ripple flickered in the depths of those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

He sensed it.

A powerful pressure emanated from beyond the primordial world.

The pressure was extremely faint, so faint that if he hadn't already reached the third level of the Hunyuan Daluo realm, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

Although the oppressive aura was faint, it was vast and boundless, as deep as an abyss.

That was the unique aura of the Primordial Great Luo.

It was not the oppressive force of the Heavenly Dao from the primordial sages.

Xuan Du's gaze narrowed slightly.

He raised his eyes, gazing at the heavens above, at the endless depths of chaos.

That aura emanated from the depths of chaos, piercing through layers of void and descending upon the primordial world.

It fell towards... the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

Xuan Du's pupils contracted slightly.

Wuzhuang Temple.

He recalled that not long ago, when the tunnel was restored, he had deliberately left a wisp of chaotic energy under the ginseng fruit tree at Wuzhuang Temple.

The aura was concealed by the Chaos Pearl, remaining there perfectly.

This led Dao Ancestor Hongjun to believe that Yang Mei had returned.

This led Hongjun Daozu to believe that Yang Mei was responsible for the return of the Earth Book to its rightful place.

now......

That aura emanating from the depths of chaos, that unique pressure of a Primordial Grand Luo...

Damn it, could it be Yang Mei Dao Ren?

Xuan Du's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was racing.

Yangmei Daoist attained enlightenment through the hollow willow tree. He was born as a Chaos Demon God and was of the same generation as Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

In the past, during the battle between the Dao and the Demon, the Four Saints joined forces to break the Immortal Slaughtering Demon. The Yin Yang Ancestor perished, the Qiankun Ancestor perished, and Yang Mei was seriously injured and fled into chaos.

The multi-million dollar meeting has vanished without a trace.

Why have you suddenly returned?

And the aura is so powerful?

Above the sixth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm?

Xuan Du took a deep breath, suppressing the surging thoughts in his heart.

He's not in a hurry.

Because he knew that there was someone who was even more anxious than him.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor.

That gray figure must have sensed this aura as well.

It must also be looking into the depths of chaos.

He looked at his old rival who had returned.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

Not urgent.

Let's see how Hongjun responds.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green disappeared in an instant on the shore of the East China Sea.

......

Jin'ao Island.

Biyou Palace.

Purple clouds swirl around, and green jade carpets the ground.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his body radiating the flowing Qingping Sword Intent.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of sword light appeared in those eyes.

He sensed it too.

That oppressive force emanating from the depths of chaos.

Hunyuan Daluo.

Moreover, his level of attainment was extremely high.

Tongtian frowned slightly.

He rose, stood with his hands behind his back before the cloud bed, and looked up at the heavens.

The oppressive aura grew closer and clearer.

Although we haven't entered the primordial world yet, the oppressive feeling is already faintly palpable.

"This is......"

Tongtian murmured softly, his eyes gleaming.

He naturally knew what Hunyuan Daluo meant.

That is a supreme being that transcends the Heavenly Dao and is not limited by the status of a saint.

Those were cultivators who followed the same path as the great god Pangu.

That was... a Chaos Demon God of the same generation as Hongjun Daozu.

"Buzz."

The void rippled slightly.

A figure in green robes slowly emerged from the ripples.

Xuandu landed in Biyou Palace and stood beside Tongtian.

He raised his eyes and looked up at the heavens.

The master and his apprentice stood side by side.

Tongtian turned his head and looked towards Xuandu:

"You sensed it?"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

"I sensed it."

"At least above the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Grand Luo Realm."

Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly.

Who could it be?

Xuan Du remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

If this disciple is not mistaken...

"Yang Mei Daoist."

As the three words fell, Biyou Palace fell silent.

Tongtian's pupils shrank slightly.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, at that young face that exuded boundless composure.

Yangmei Daoist?

Hollow Willow attained enlightenment, was born from a chaotic demon god, and was of the same generation as Hongjun Daozu.

After the battle between the Dao and the Demon, he vanished into chaos, and the billions of yuan disappeared without a trace.

Why have you suddenly returned?