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In front of the Houtu Temple.

Houtu stood with her hands behind her back in front of the palace gate, her pale yellow robes fluttering in the wind.

She looked up at the two golden pillars of light above the underworld.

Sensing the increasingly powerful auras of Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx River.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief and ease.

"It's done."

The two words fell like a spring breeze.

"Zhen Yuanzi proved the Dao, and the Styx proved the Dao."

"Two true saints."

"With me included, the Earthly Path now has three sages."

"Though far from the Way of Heaven, I am no longer alone."

The figures of Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx River hang beneath the Wheel of Reincarnation Seal.

One green and one red.

The oppressive aura of two authentic sages intertwined like a net.

It echoes the radiance of the six realms of reincarnation and resonates with the surging waters of the River of Oblivion.

The entire Netherworld trembled slightly at that moment.

The tremor was very slight.

So light as to be almost imperceptible.

But Houtu sensed it.

That was a genuine, original cheer.

It is the joy of billions of yuan that have been dormant and suppressed, and now finally ushered in a new force.

"Come in."

Houtu spoke, but her voice was not loud.

Yet it clearly reached the ears of Zhen Yuanzi and Styx.

The two exchanged a glance and turned around at the same time.

Step out.

next second.

Inside the Houtu Hall.

The void rippled slightly.

Two figures slowly materialized.

Zhen Yuanzi, dressed in a blue robe, fluttered in the wind, his long beard swaying in the breeze.

Styx's crimson robe was as red as blood, and his killing intent was restrained.

The two stood in the hall, bowing slightly.

"Your Majesty."

Houtu looked at them and nodded slightly.

"good."

"Second Heaven".

"Solid foundation, profound aura."

"Although I have just entered the sacred realm, I am not at all presumptuous."

She paused, her gaze deepening slightly:

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu has chosen the right path for you."

Upon hearing this, a complex expression flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes.

"yes."

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Xuandu."

"If it weren't for him, I would still be a quasi-saint."

"Struggling with a bottleneck, unable to make any progress."

The Styx River remained silent.

Yet, a hint of gratitude also flashed deep within those cold, sharp eyes.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

He, Styx, never owes anyone a favor.

He owed the Vice Master of Xuandu a favor.

And they owed it willingly.

Houtu gazed at the two of them and remained silent for a moment.

"You have just attained enlightenment, and your foundation is not yet stable."

"And cultivate in the underworld to solidify your realm."

"The day we emerge from the pass will be the day the underground passage truly flourishes."

Zhen Yuanzi bowed: "Disciple obeys."

Styx bowed: "Disciple obeys."

The two turned around and strode out of the palace gate.

His steps were as steady as a mountain.

That figure stood firm as iron.

Houtu stood alone in the hall, watching the two figures disappear into the distance.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu."

She murmured softly:

"You plot for the human race, for the Jie Sect, and for the underground sect."

"Now, Zhen Yuanzi and Styx have also attained enlightenment."

"The schemes you laid out have all come to fruition."

"What are you going to do next?"

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

Inside the Houtu Temple, the Netherworld Lamp still flickered.

The pale yellow figure stood alone before the palace gate.

It remained unmoved for a long time.

......

Kunlun Mountain

Towering into the clouds, shrouded in ethereal mist.

The eternal snow that has covered the mountain peaks reflects a rainbow of colors under the sunlight.

Rare flowers and exotic herbs abound in the mountains, with lingzhi and other medicinal plants growing in abundance. Cranes soar above the clouds, and auspicious beasts roam the secluded valleys.

This place is the sacred site of the Jade Pure Sage, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, the authentic lineage of Pangu, and the ancestral home of the Chan Sect.

Since the beginning of the billion-dollar gathering, it has been the supreme holy land in the hearts of the cultivators of the prehistoric world.

Inside the Jade Void Palace.

The ground is paved with gold bricks, and jade pillars reach for the sky.

Deep within the palace, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sat cross-legged on a cloud bed.

His body was enveloped in a pure, ethereal light that surged like a tide, vast as the sea and deep as an abyss.

Since Hongjun Daozu raised his cultivation level with the origin of the Heavenly Dao, he has been stabilizing his realm.

Below, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect sat cross-legged.

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yunzhongzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren...

All twelve were quasi-saints.

Behind the Twelve Golden Immortals, hundreds of disciples of the Chan Sect sat cross-legged.

Golden Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals, and Daluo Golden Immortals each occupy their respective positions and cultivate their own paths.

Hundreds of auras converged into a sea, reflecting the Jade Purity Immortal Light surrounding Yuanshi.

The entire Jade Void Palace was illuminated as if it were daytime.

The Primordial Beginning preaches the Way.

"The Way of Heaven is the master of the birth and death of all things, and the source of order."

"A sage is the spokesperson of the Way of Heaven and the embodiment of the rules."

"Your cultivation should be based on the Way of Heaven, with sages as your teachers, and with merit as your ladder..."

The sound was like a resounding bell, shaking the palace.

The twelve Golden Immortals listened intently, not daring to slacken their efforts in the slightest.

suddenly.

Yuanshi paused in his speech.

The ethereal light in those eyes suddenly froze.

He suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

Looking towards Chendu.

Looking towards the depths of the underworld.

He sensed it just a moment ago.

Six streams of energy surged into the sky from the direction of Chendu.

The aura was as vast as the sea and as deep as an abyss, carrying a Daoist charm he had never seen before.

The essence of humanity.

That was the aura of a saint.

It is the aura of a saintly being.

Six Venerable Ones.

There are six in total.

Yuan Shi's expression changed drastically.

On that majestic face, the Jade Purity Immortal Light surged and shifted.

But before he could react...

Two more auras rose into the sky from the depths of the underworld.

That aura was equally vast and profound.

But that Daoist rhythm is not human.

It's authentic.

A true sage.

Two statues.

Yuanshi's pupils suddenly contracted.

His face was ashen white.

Six saints of the human path and two saints of the earth path.

A total of eight saints.

They were born simultaneously in a very short time.

And he was completely unaware.

No.

It's not that they were completely unaware.

It was Hongjun Daozu who didn't tell him at all.

It is the way of Heaven, which it cannot perceive at all.

Humanity and the earth's secrets joined forces to cover it all up.

By the time he realized what was happening, the die was cast.

The eight saints have returned to their positions.

Yuan Shi slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a bottomless grayness in them.

Eight saints.

Add Tongtian of the Jie Sect, add Yuanshi, add Laozi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa.

In the primordial world, there are now fourteen sages.

Fourteen statues.

But those six saints of humanity were human beings, and also members of the Jie Sect.

Those two Earthly Saints, Zhen Yuanzi was an ally of Xuandu, and Styx was a protector of the Jie Sect.

Tongtian of the Jie Sect was Xuandu's master.

And what about Yuanshi?

What does he have?

He has twelve golden immortals.

However, the Twelve Golden Immortals were merely quasi-saints.

He had hundreds of disciples.

However, his hundreds of disciples were only at the Golden Immortal, Taiyi, and Daluo levels.

He has the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

But Dao Ancestor just lost.

They lost to Xuan Du.

We lost to humanity.

He lost to that junior in green.

Yuan Shi took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He looked up and gazed down.

The Twelve Golden Immortals were watching him.

In those eyes, there was doubt, unease, and even a hint of barely concealed fear.

They sensed it too.

Those eight auras soared into the sky.

The extraordinary phenomenon of the birth of those eight saints.

"Master..."

Guang Chengzi spoke, his voice hoarse:

"That was just now..."

Yuanshi looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"Six Saints of Humanity".

"Two Earthly Saints."

"Eight saints were born at the same time."

After the sound faded, the Jade Void Palace fell into a deathly silence.

The Twelve Golden Immortals were deathly pale.

Hundreds of disciples of the Chan Sect trembled with fear.

Eight saints.

What kind of concept is that?

That's two more than the sages who existed in the primordial world.

Those were eight saints who suddenly appeared under the Xuandu sect of the Jie Sect.

That is a height that the Chan sect can never reach.