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

Shouyang Mountain, Doushuai Palace.

Lao Tzu, who was sitting quietly on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes!

Those calm, still eyes now clearly reflected the scene above Jin'ao Island!

The lingering aura of the chaotic lightning tribulation, the stable and vast primordial Dao rhythm of Xuandu, the fleeting sword intent of the Qingping Sword...

Everything, like a storm, rushed into his Dao heart, which had been calm for eternity!

"A Primordial Chaos...Golden Immortal?"

Lao Tzu muttered to himself, and for the first time, a near-absent-minded tremor appeared on his usually indifferent face.

"Xuan Du...a hundred years..."

He immersed himself in the Dao of Heaven, frantically deducing its workings.

The secrets of heaven remain shrouded in mystery, and the destiny associated with this child is obscured by an invisible hand.

But that genuine Primordial Daoist aura cannot be faked!

century!

From an ordinary mortal to the peak of the Great Luo realm, and then to the Primordial Golden Immortal!

What does this mean?

The Three Pure Ones, inheriting the merits of creation, possess unparalleled lineage, and have cultivated for countless years to attain their current holy positions.

But this child...

Lao Tzu's eyes flashed violently, and his calm heart was stirred into a raging storm.

He recalled that Xuandu had knelt and prayed at the foot of Shouyang Mountain for ten years, his will was firm, but in the end he was just a mortal.

Remembering how this child suddenly disappeared and then reappeared on Jin'ao Island.

Recalling the transformation that triggered the chaotic phenomena...

At this moment, everything that seemed illogical suddenly seemed to have a point of reference.

"Tongtian... just how much do you know?"

Lao Tzu's gaze pierced through the void, landing in the direction of the East China Sea, his expression complex and unfathomable.

There was shock, confusion, and even a faint trace of regret.

If I had appeared earlier that day and taken this boy under my wing, would this extraordinary stroke of luck have made me a member of the Human Sect?

This thought, this path of non-action, has now begun to waver.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable sat high on a cloud bed, his body radiating a vast and pure celestial light, reigning supreme over order.

Suddenly, his preaching of the Great Dao came to an abrupt halt!

The disciples of the Chan Sect, including the Antarctic Immortal, Guang Chengzi, and Chi Jingzi, who were listening to the sermon below, were all taken aback and looked up blankly.

But Master's face was icy cold, and his gaze was fixed on the east!

That primordial Daoist aura, transcending all paths and forming its own laws, still emanated with unparalleled clarity, even across endless time and space!

What shocked him even more was the master who had triggered such Daoist energy.

"Xuan Du?"

Yuanshi Tianzun practically spat out the name through gritted teeth.

His dignified face was now filled with disbelief and rage!

"How is that possible? He's only been a member of the Jie Sect for a hundred years!"

"How can a Primordial Chaos arise from a place where creatures born from moisture and eggs gather?"

His body was surrounded by a violent fluctuation of jade-pure immortal light, causing the surrounding rules to wail and the void to shatter inch by inch!

The disciples below were horrified and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the emperor's face.

Guang Chengzi spoke cautiously:

"Master, Xuan Du's success was nothing but a fluke..."

"Just lucky?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly looked at him, his gaze as sharp as a celestial sword.

"Tell me, what incredible luck could allow a human born after the dawn to attain the Primordial Chaos realm within a hundred years?!"

Guang Chengzi was speechless for a moment, and cold sweat poured down his back.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's chest heaved, and his sacred heart trembled incessantly.

He recalled that day outside Jin'ao Island, when Xuandu posed that question that pierced his very soul.

The thought of this young man using the Dao Ancestor as an example left him speechless.

Now, they have even successfully navigated the Hunyuan Path, a path that even they had never dared to attempt lightly!

This is not just a slap in the face, but a ruthless trampling of his original beliefs in lineage and destiny!

"Tongtian! You've taken on a fine disciple!"

A cold light flashed in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes, and his aura grew increasingly icy.

The West, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

The Guide and the Cundi sat facing each other, their bodies radiating a serene and compassionate Daoist aura.

Suddenly, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time and looked eastward.

The perpetual look of suffering on his face now showed a hint of surprise.

"The Primordial Dao Fruit... has actually reappeared in the primordial world?"

The guide sighed softly, his gaze piercing through the void and landing on the young man in blue.

"It's Xuan Du, a disciple of Fellow Daoist Tongtian."

Zhunti Daoist's eyes gleamed with undisguised greed and fervor.

"A hundred years of primordial chaos... This child must possess a heaven-defying treasure or an unparalleled opportunity!"

He looked at the guide, his tone urgent:

"Senior brother, such a gem is destined to be with our Western Paradise!"

"If we can cross over..."

Jieyin shook his head slightly, his face showing even greater distress:

"Disaster."

"This child has already gained the favor of the Heavenly Emperor and has further attained the Primordial Chaos Realm. His will is firm and he cannot be easily swayed."

His gaze swept over Xuandu, then turned to the magnificent Golden Turtle Island behind him, and he said slowly:

"However, Xuandu's breakthrough to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm will inevitably bring changes to the Lich and Demon Tribulation."

"We in the West may be able to find a glimmer of opportunity in this."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti slowly nodded, his eyes filled with even more calculation.

The Netherworld Blood Sea, the Demon Master's Palace, the Wuzhuang Temple...

The powerful Daoist temples and the formidable divine senses were all awestruck by the primordial Daoist aura that had emerged from the mortal realm.

......

Jin'ao Island, in front of Biyou Palace.

The Master of the Heavens withdrew his gaze from the void, a faint smile curving his lips.

The reactions of the saints were all within his expectations.

Xuandu's breakthrough this time was so significant that it could not be kept secret.

He looked down at Xuan Du, who had already concealed his aura and whose gaze was calm, and his admiration for him grew even stronger.

He is neither arrogant nor impatient; his temperament is indeed excellent.

"A century has passed since I began preaching."

The Tongtian Sect Leader spoke, his voice booming and resounding throughout Jin'ao Island.

"You shall all return to your caves, carefully contemplate and diligently cultivate yourselves."

Upon hearing this, all the immortals bowed in unison.

"I will humbly obey the teachings of my Master (the leader)!"

The voice was powerful, filled with excitement and reluctance.

This sermon was incredibly rewarding, and I even witnessed the birth of the Primordial Chaos. The shock and insights I gained will take a long time to process.

One after another, beams of immortal light rose up and headed toward their respective cave dwellings.

Duobao, Jinling, Wudang, and other direct disciples also stepped forward to congratulate Xuandu before departing.

Zhao Gongming put his arm around Xuandu's shoulder and laughed heartily:

"Junior Brother Xuandu, you really are... I don't know what to say!"

"Once your cave dwelling is completed, be sure to prepare fine wine; we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Xuan Du smiled and agreed.

The Three Immortal Maidens also gave a graceful bow, their eyes sparkling with admiration.

Kong Xuan gave Xuan Du a deep look, then cupped his hands and said:

"Congratulations."

It then transformed into a stream of multicolored light and departed.

Xuan Du responded to each question with humility and without the slightest arrogance.

After everyone had dispersed, his gaze swept over the distant Chang Er Ding Guangxian, who was about to sneak away.

Chang Er Ding Guangxian froze, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave as he sensed that indifferent gaze.

He turned around with difficulty, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, bowed deeply, and his voice trembled:

"Congratulations... Congratulations Senior Brother Xuandu on attaining the Primordial Dao!"

Xuan Du ignored him, merely glancing at him briefly before looking away.

That one glance struck Chang Er Ding Guang Xian like a thunderbolt, his Dao heart completely overwhelmed by fear.

He knew that in the eyes of this newly promoted Hunyuan senior brother, he was no different from a dead man.

Xuandu didn't delay any longer. He took a step forward, his figure merging into the void, heading towards the shores of the East Sea.

This matter concerns the survival of humanity and whether he can unlock the total feedback of the cultivation techniques; it is of paramount importance!

His cultivation level as a Primordial Golden Immortal gave him the confidence to intervene in this matter.