Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

Deep within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun sat cross-legged on the cloud platform, surrounded by purple aura. The Dao of Heaven flowed endlessly like the tide, faintly resonating with the entire palace and even the whole primordial world.

His eyes were slightly closed, his face calm and undisturbed, as if he had merged with the Dao.

But at this moment, a very faint doubt arose in his heart, a doubt that should almost not exist in the heart of a sage.

The time has long since arrived.

According to his deduction of the heavenly secrets, the three thousand mortals should have already gathered outside the palace, vying for those six prayer mats, thus triggering the first entanglement of cause and effect.

Haotian and Yaochi have also been ordered to open the palace gates and read out the imperial decree.

But why...?

Outside the palace, all was deathly silent.

Not even a trace of aura could be detected?

It was as if all three thousand living beings had been turned into stone sculptures in an instant, and no one dared to step into the palace gate.

This is illogical.

The futon is formed from the innate creation and contains the opportunity to become a saint, making it fatally attractive to all living beings in the primordial world.

Let alone those Great Luo Golden Immortals, even those at the Quasi-Saint level would find it extremely difficult to resist such temptation.

But now...

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes shimmered with purple light, reflecting the scene outside the palace gates.

The divine sense spread out silently like an invisible tide, penetrating the palace gates and enveloping the entire square.

In an instant.

Everything in the square was presented to his perception.

Three thousand worldly travelers did indeed gather.

Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the two Western beings... and even the Three Pure Ones who were transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, were all among them.

But they...

Not a single person stepped into the palace gates?

He didn't even move his feet an inch?

Hongjun's gaze narrowed slightly.

His divine sense swept across the crowd.

All living beings, regardless of their cultivation level or background, stood frozen in place, their expressions varied, yet all bearing an undisguised... terror.

Their gazes, as if drawn by some invisible force, all fell upon... a spot near the palace gate, beside the Three Pure Ones.

There......

Empty?

Hongjun's divine sense swept over it again.

Investigate carefully.

Still... nothing at all.

Only the chaotic airflow flowed slowly, as if the place was meant to be nothingness.

But the gazes of the three thousand mortals were fixed on that spot, as if they were staring at some extremely terrifying yet extremely noble being.

That's not right.

The doubt in Hongjun's heart quietly grew.

With his saintly divine sense, there is absolutely no living being in the primordial world that can hide its form under his detection.

Even the lingering remnants of chaotic demons and gods who have survived since the beginning of time and remain dormant would never be able to do so.

But what I'm seeing now...

It was clearly telling him that... there were people there.

Someone he couldn't perceive.

A person who can make three thousand mortals stop in their tracks, make the Three Pure Ones solemn, and make Emperor Jun and Taiyi dare not act rashly.

even......

Hongjun's divine sense swept over Donghuang Taiyi.

The Sun Star Lord was deathly pale, his breath was weak, and there were traces of golden essence blood remaining at the corners of his mouth.

The Chaos Bell above his head, which was supposed to suppress all ages... had vanished without a trace.

It's as if it never existed.

But Hongjun clearly remembered that Donghuang Taiyi's natal treasure was the Chaos Bell.

In the beginning of creation, Pangu's axe shattered, and the back of the axe transformed into a primordial treasure.

Even a sage could not harm it in the slightest.

But now...

Gone?

Was it destroyed?

Who did it?

Hongjun's gaze grew cold.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the "nothingness" outside the palace gate.

This time, he no longer used his divine sense to investigate.

Instead... it used the authority of a saint and mobilized the power of the origin of the Heavenly Dao!

hum!

Deep within the Purple Cloud Palace, the Dao of Heaven surged and flowed!

A magnificent power, surpassing the primordial chaos and seemingly originating from the same source as the entire world, quietly surged from Hongjun's body, like an invisible net, slowly enveloping that "nothingness" place!

He wants to see.

What kind of being could deceive even a saint's divine sense, suppress three thousand mortals, and... destroy a supreme innate treasure?

Where the power of Heaven passes, time and space stagnate, and the rules manifest.

Everything hidden, everything illusory, will be exposed!

however.

The moment the power of the Heavenly Dao touched that "nothingness" place.

Hongjun's body trembled slightly.

He sensed it.

There are indeed people there.

But the person seemed to be shrouded in an invisible barrier that transcended the heavens!

When the power of Heaven touched the barrier, it vanished silently, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Not even a ripple was stirred.

It was as if that barrier was part of the Way of Heaven, yet... it was higher than the Way of Heaven.

Hongjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

This is impossible!

He has already become a saint, is about to merge with the Dao, and holds the power of the Heavenly Dao. Within the primordial world, there is absolutely no being that can be above the Heavenly Dao!

Even if Pangu were to be resurrected, he could only break through the Dao with force, and could never surpass the Heavenly Dao at the level of the Dao!

But this barrier in front of me...

Hongjun slowly stood up.

The purple aura around him surged and boiled, and the saintly pressure, like a giant beast awakening, slowly spread from the depths of Zixiao Palace.

Outside the palace square, three thousand worldly travelers all paled in shock!

Even the Three Pure Ones subconsciously took a half step back, their gazes fixed solemnly on the depths of the palace gate.

The Dao Ancestor...was angered?

But that figure in black robes... remained standing still.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

It was as if the oppressive aura that could make even a saint change color was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

Hongjun took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the cloud platform.

When it reappeared, it was already inside the palace gate, before the threshold.

His purple robes fluttered in the wind, and his Taoist aura flowed freely.

He gazed at the figure in black robes outside the door, his heart unusually stirred with emotion.

Even the divine sense of a sage and the authority of Heaven could not fathom the depths of this person's abilities.

That invisible barrier, above all the rules he knew, seemed to come from another dimension, another level.

"This person's cultivation level... far surpasses mine."

Hongjun murmured to himself, but his face remained calm.

If we can't figure it out, then we won't try.

The other party showed no malice, nor did he disrupt the sermon; he simply stood quietly outside the door, like a passerby... passing through the area.

Then treat them with courtesy.

Hongjun slowly withdrew his gaze, no longer attempting to investigate, nor using his saintly authority to coerce him.

He gazed at the three thousand worldly travelers outside the palace, his voice calm, like the voice of the Great Dao, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present:

"The time has come."

"Since you have come to Zixiao Palace, it is fate that has brought you here."

"There are six meditation cushions in the palace, which I created with my own innate talent. Those who are destined to live in them will reside there."

Please take a seat.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped aside to make way, his gaze returning to Kong Xuan, and he nodded slightly.

"Fellow Daoist."

"Now that you've come this far, why not come inside and sit down, and listen to my explanation of my insights into the Great Dao?"

His voice was gentle, without the slightest hint of a saintly authority, but rather like an invitation from an old friend.

But once these words were spoken...

In the square outside the palace, three thousand worldly travelers were all startled!