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

Di Jun, who had been unable to contain himself any longer, suddenly stood up upon hearing this.

The sun's true fire erupted with a roar, and scorching waves swept across the mountain peak, burning the surrounding chaotic air currents into fine ripples.

"Reaching the Heavens!"

His voice was chilling, like the wind from the deepest hell:

"What do you mean by that?!"

"The senior himself said that the solution has been passed on to you!"

"Yet you say you don't know?"

"Could it be... that you intend to take it all for yourself?!"

Donghuang Taiyi staggered to his feet. Although his face was pale and his breath was weak, the fierce light in his eyes grew even more intense.

Although his Chaos Bell was destroyed, the pride of the Sun Star Lord remains!

"Reaching the Heavens!"

Donghuang Taiyi's voice was hoarse, like a torn rag:

"We respect your lineage as the Three Pure Ones and Pangu, but don't push your luck!"

"That solution concerns our path to enlightenment, and the lives and deaths of countless beings in the primordial world!"

If you keep secrets...

He paused, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes:

"That would mean becoming an enemy of the entire primordial world!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere on the mountaintop changed drastically!

Lao Tzu frowned deeply, and the Daoist aura of non-action fluctuated violently:

"Second brother, third brother..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuanshi interrupted him.

The Primordial Jade Purity Immortal Light surged, its expression cold and stern, and its gaze towards Tongtian held a hint of unprecedented...doubt.

"Third brother."

"We both originated from Pangu, and are one family."

"What can't be said openly?"

"The senior passed on the solution to you; that is your destiny, and we will not compete for it."

"But you..."

He paused, his voice turning cold:

"At least tell us what the solution is!"

Could it be...?

"Are you really going to watch us be trapped and die under the shackles of that heavenly law?"

Upon hearing this, Lao Tzu's Daoist principles of non-action suddenly faltered.

He looked up at Tongtian, a complex emotion flashing across his aged face.

That is......

disappointment.

Tongtian's pupils shrank slightly.

He looked at Laozi, at his elder brother who had been his companion since the beginning of time.

That disappointed gaze was sharper than any sword.

It pierced straight to the heart.

"Brother..."

Tongtian spoke, his voice hoarse.

But he hadn't finished speaking.

Behind him, angry shouts surged like a tidal wave!

"Tongtian! You're so selfish!"

Old Ancestor Hongyun staggered to his feet, his face streaked with tears and filled with indignation:

"We have listened to the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace for three thousand years; who among us hasn't sought liberation?!"

"Now that the senior has shown mercy and bestowed upon you the solution, how dare you... how dare you keep it to yourself?!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Zhen Yuanzi unfurled the illusory image of the Earth Book, its heavy, mountain-like aura spreading outwards.

He looked up at Tongtian, his gaze solemn:

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian."

"We have no grudge against each other, so I shouldn't say anything more."

"But this matter concerns my path to enlightenment, and the lives of countless disciples of Wuzhuang Temple."

"Are you... really determined to go your own way?"

The Kunpeng spread its wings, its black feathers blotting out the sky, its eyes as sinister as a venomous snake:

"Reaching the Heavens!"

"Don't think that just because you're favored by your seniors, you can do whatever you want!"

"If you don't give me an explanation today..."

He paused, his voice chilling:

Don't blame us for being ruthless!

Nuwa clenched her fists, and the illusory image of the Mountain and River Map quietly shifted.

She gazed up at the towering peak, her eyes filled with complex emotions:

"Senior Brother Tongtian."

"I have always admired your unparalleled swordsmanship and your open and honest character."

But today...

Why are you doing this?

Fuxi took a deep breath, and the fragments of the Bagua disc in his hand spun rapidly:

"Tongtian, you should know that this matter concerns the overall situation of the primordial world."

"The shackles of Heaven are not just your tribulation, but the tribulation of all living beings."

If you keep secrets...

His gaze hardened.

"That would mean becoming an enemy of the entire primordial world."

Jieyin and Zhunti helped each other up from the ground.

The two men were pale, but they couldn't suppress the greed in their eyes.

"A benefactor with extraordinary connections!"

The voice of the guide was mournful:

"My junior brother and I have traveled a long way, seeking nothing more than a sliver of hope!"

"If you, benefactor, would have mercy on me, this humble monk is willing... willing to serve you like a slave!"

Zhunti knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly:

"Great benefactor! We beg your mercy! We beg your grace!"

"This humble Taoist vows to serve you, my benefactor, as an ox or a horse, life after life!"

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Gonggong and Zhurong, who were the most hot-tempered, had long been unable to restrain themselves!

Gonggong took a step forward, and water vapor rose from his body as if boiling, his roar shaking the mountains:

"Reaching the Heavens!"

"We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, though at odds with you, the Three Pure Ones, are concerned with the very foundation of the primordial world!"

If you don't give me an explanation today...

He clenched his fists, and the essence of water erupted forth:

"Don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Zhu Rong followed closely behind, his raging flames burning fiercely, creating hollows in the surrounding chaos.

"Gonggong is right!"

"Tongtian! You may be powerful, but even if the twelve Ancestral Witches join forces, we might not be afraid of you!"

If you insist on keeping secrets today...

He paused, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes:

"Then let's have a go!"

Dijiang frowned and raised his hand to stop the two.

But the look in his eyes as he gazed at the heavens also carried a hint of...unprecedented solemnity:

"Reaching the Heavens."

"You should know that this is no small matter."

"If you truly wish to be an enemy of the entire primordial world..."

He paused, his voice deep and thunderous:

"We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, can only... accompany you to the very end!"

Angry shouts rose and fell.

Each gaze, sharp as a knife or a sword, pierced towards Tongtian.

Auras, as powerful as mountains, pressed down on the heavens.

Laozi, Yuanshi, Dijun, Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, Jieyin, Zhunti, the Twelve Ancestral Witches...

There were also dozens of powerful beings from the primordial era, each with varying strengths, all glaring angrily at him.

Everyone.

Everyone is blaming Tongtian.

They were all angrily denouncing Tongtian.

They are all pressuring Tongtian.

Tongtian stood atop the mountain, his black robes fluttering, his sword intent contained within, as if a blade were hidden in a sheath.

He gazed at those familiar faces.

Looking at the disappointed look in his elder brother's eyes.

Looking at his second brother, Yuanshi, with a cold and questioning expression.

Looking at the chilling, fierce light emanating from Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Looking at Nuwa and Fuxi, their complexities were endless.

Looking at Hongyun's disheveled state, tears streaming down her face.

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi's solemn expression.

Looking at the sinister and gloomy Kunpeng.

Looking at the humble and lowly demeanor of Jieyin and Zhunti.

Gazing at the boiling battle intent of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

And then there were those dozens of... gazes that seemed to want to devour him alive.

He suddenly laughed.

The smile was bitter, yet carried a hint of...

An unprecedented sense of desolation.

"Hahaha......"

The laughter was desolate, echoing across the mountaintop.

Everyone was stunned.

Di Jun frowned deeply:

"Tongtian! What are you laughing at?!"

Tongtian slowly suppressed his smile.

His gaze swept over the angry faces, finally settling on Laozi.

It fell upon his elder brother, who had been his only companion since the beginning of time.

"Brother."

He spoke, his voice hoarse:

"You also think I'm hiding something from you?"

Lao Tzu was jolted.

The Daoist aura of non-action fluctuated violently, and a trace of struggle flashed across his aged face.

a long time.

He spoke slowly:

"Third brother."

"I......"

Before he could finish speaking, Tongtian interrupted him.

"Elder brother, there's no need to say anything more."

Tongtian took a deep breath, his gaze hardening:

"I see."

Tongtian's gaze swept over the crowd.

Those angry faces were frozen in place.

He spoke slowly, his voice calm, yet as cold as ice:

"Since that's what you all think..."

"Then I'll keep it to myself."

"And what about you...?"

The words fell.

"Buzz!!!"

A vast and boundless, terrifying pressure that surpassed everything erupted from Tongtian's body!

His black robes fluttered wildly, and his black hair danced wildly.

Behind him, the phantom images of the Four Swords of Zhuxian appeared simultaneously!

Four sword marks pierced through the void, their sword intent soaring to the heavens, shredding the chaotic air currents atop Mount Buzhou into nothingness!

That was the oppressive aura of a peak-level Primordial Golden Immortal!

It is an unparalleled power that is only one step away from becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal!

The oppressive force swept out like a tidal wave!

In an instant.

At the summit, everyone's expression changed drastically!

Laozi grunted, staggered backward, and his Daoist aura of non-action flickered like a candle in the wind.

His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and horror!

"Third brother...you..."