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Xuan Du stood still, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his hands clasped behind his back.

He did not retreat, nor did he unleash his oppressive aura; he simply stood there, calmly returning those gazes.

Shi Chen stood beside him, his turbid eyes sweeping over the dozens of figures, a glint of silver light flashing in his eyes.

He recognized several of the auras.

"The Northern Dark Tortoise, the Ancient Black Water Dragon, the Void Mantis..."

He spoke in a low voice, not loud, but clearly heard by Xuan Du.

"The ancient beings lurking outside the Wanmu Ancestral Court are mostly Chaos Beasts who have attained enlightenment, and the Yiyuan Capital has never left this place."

"They guard this green sea, firstly for the lingering essence of the ancestor of all trees, and secondly to wait for an opportunity."

"We've gathered here today, probably not to ambush or kill them."

Yang Mei stood at the very back, her gray-blue Taoist robe billowing slightly in the wind.

He didn't speak, but simply watched those figures quietly, sensing the hidden fluctuations within each aura.

After a moment, he nodded slightly, his voice calm.

"They have no intention to kill."

"Just curiosity."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curved into a very faint smile.

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

The Wanmu Ancestral Court, worth billions of yuan, has never seen a being at the Hunyuan Taiji level step into it, because the remaining will of the Wanmu Ancestor suppresses all external powerhouses.

But today, he not only stepped in, but also escaped unscathed.

More importantly, he broke through that barrier.

What does this mean?

This means that those ancient entities, trapped on the outskirts of the Wanmu Ancestral Temple and unable to make any progress despite their immense wealth, have seen another possibility.

A road they had never seen before.

Xuan Du gazed at the dozens of figures, but did not speak hastily.

He is waiting.

Wait for the first person among those figures to speak.

In the void, the dozens of figures remained silent.

They gazed at the figure in blue, sensing the restrained yet profound aura emanating from him, their minds churning with their own calculations.

The leading figure was as large as a mountain, covered in jet-black scales, with innate Dao patterns flowing across its back armor.

Northern Dark Tortoise.

Peak of the Ninth Heaven of the Primordial Great Luo.

It opened its mouth slowly, its voice deep and rumbling like thunder from the ground, carrying a kind of awkwardness as if it had never spoken to anyone before.

"You have entered the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees."

"It was not suppressed."

"You have broken through that barrier."

How did you do that?

Each of the three sentences was more somber and weighty than the last.

Xuan Du gazed at it, his eyes calm as still water.

"How I did it, and what does that have to do with you all?"

As the sound faded, a brief silence fell over the void.

Those figures gazed at Xuandu, their eyes swirling with a multitude of emotions.

Some people frowned, some squinted, and some had a slightly somber expression.

They will be trapped here with hundreds of millions of dollars, guarding that green sea, waiting for that elusive opportunity.

But today, someone broke the rules, went in, and then came out.

A chord in their hearts was struck.

The Northern Dark Tortoise remained silent for a moment, its dark gray eyes flashing with an uncertain light.

It spoke, its voice a few decibels lower than before, yet carrying a solemnity that even a billion-dollar event could never have possessed.

"We are trapped here in this place, surrounded by billions of dollars, guarding this green sea, and cultivating ourselves by relying on the remaining essence of the ancestor of all trees."

"But that lingering effect is ultimately residual, like a trickle of water that can sustain ordinary living beings, but cannot nurture the primordial Tai Chi."

"You broke that barrier, which means you have a way to overcome that suppression."

"We do not ask you to reveal the secret of the ancestor of all trees, we only ask for an answer."

"An answer that can get us out of this predicament."

As the sound faded, its massive body lowered slightly, and a long-suppressed desire surged within its gray-black eyes.

The dozens of figures behind them also leaned forward slightly at the same time.

They didn't speak, but their silence itself was a statement.

Xuandu gazed at them, sensing the emotions hidden within those dozens of gazes.

A billion dollars will be trapped in one place, guarding the remaining source, looking at the secret realm that is so close yet unreachable.

He could imagine the torment he had never experienced.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Do you want to get out of this predicament?"

"Want to break through that constraint?"

"Want to step into the world of Hunyuan Tai Chi?"

After the three questions were asked, silence fell over the void.

Those figures stared at him, their eyes swirling with indescribable emotions.

The Northern Dark Tortoise spoke, its voice deep and resonant:

"think."

A single word carries the weight of a thousand pounds.

Xuan Du gazed at it, the smile on his lips slowly deepening.

"Then you shall become my disciple."

The five words fell like a thunderclap.

In the void, the dozens of figures trembled simultaneously.

The dark gray eyes of the Northern Dark Tortoise suddenly froze.

But that stagnation only lasted for a moment.

Suddenly, a blazing light burst forth from those eyes.

Becoming an apprentice?

Should I become a disciple of Hunyuan Taiji?

The Northern Dark Turtle felt an excitement it had never experienced before, even at a billion-dollar event.

If it were to become the disciple of a half-step Hunyuan Taiji master, it might hesitate, weigh the options, and doubt whether the other party had enough weight.

Although the Half-Step Hunyuan Taiji is stronger than them, it is ultimately only slightly stronger and may not truly open the path to the highest realm for them.

But the figure in blue robes before them was a true Hunyuan Tai Chi master.

They are beings that even those worth hundreds of millions can only look up to.

It is that realm they are trapped on the outskirts of the ancestral temple of all trees, yearning to touch it day and night, yet always remaining out of reach.

To become a disciple of Hunyuan Taiji is not a condescension, but an immense opportunity!

The massive body of the Northern Dark Tortoise suddenly leaned forward, its gray-black eyes surging with an fervor that it had never felt before in billions of years.

"You want us to become your disciples?"

"To become a disciple of Hunyuan Tai Chi?!"

Its voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with an incredible ecstasy.

"Are you truly willing to accept us as your disciples?"

The dozens of figures behind them also leaned forward in unison, their ancient faces surging with the same emotions.

The black water dragon's vertical pupils blazed with intense light, while the Void Mantis's compound eyes flickered erratically.

They originally only wanted to ask this person how to break through the suppression of the Ten Thousand Wood Ancestral Court, but they never expected that the other party would take the initiative to offer to take them as disciples.

He became a disciple of a Hunyuan Taiji master.

This temptation is greater than any opportunity they would wait for for hundreds of millions of dollars.

Xuan Du stood still, gazing at the ancient beings with eyes brimming with excitement and fervor, his expression unchanged.

There wasn't even a hint of surprise in those calm eyes.

"What? You don't want to?"

"It's not that I'm unwilling!"

The Northern Dark Tortoise shook its head violently, its massive, jet-black body lowering even further, its voice carrying an urgency it had never felt before in a billion-dollar event.

"This junior, Beiming, is trapped in the billion-dollar association outside the Wanmu Ancestral Court and has never been able to find a way out."

"If Master is willing to accept me as a disciple, I will be eternally grateful!"

"This junior is willing to join the Jie Sect and serve my master with utmost loyalty!"

As soon as the voice fell, its massive body completely lowered, its gray-black eyes drooping, its posture extremely respectful.

The ancient black dragon behind them also coiled down, its vertical pupils surging with uncontrollable excitement.

"Junior Hei Shui wishes to join the Jie Sect!"

The Void Mantis's compound eyes shone brightly, and its body suddenly bent down.

"This junior, Void Mantis, wishes to join the Intercepting Sect!"

The third and fourth courses.

The fifth and the tenth.

Those at the peak of the ninth level of the Hunyuan Daluo realm, the ninth level, and the eighth level all rushed to prostrate themselves.

The voices rose and fell, carrying an urgency and eagerness that even a billion-dollar event could never have imagined.

They will be trapped here for billions of years, guarding that remaining source of life, gazing at that secret realm that is so close yet unattainable.

They thought they would never get that opportunity.

But today, a Hunyuan Tai Chi master stood before them and said, "Become my disciple."

Missing this opportunity would be a regret worth hundreds of millions.

"I wish to join the Jie Sect!"

"I wish to join the Jie Sect!!"

"I wish to join the Jie Sect!!!"

The sound shook the surrounding area, and the dark, gray currents trembled violently within it.

Xuandu stood still, gazing at the dozens of figures rushing to their feet and bowing low, at those ancient yet eager faces.

He felt those feedback forces surging into his body, one after another, deep and profound.

Those dozens of Primordial Grand Luo cultivators' foundational essence flowed into the depths of his origin like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

The bottleneck in the development of the lower-grade HarmonyOS system has loosened once again.