Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Qingyi traveled all the way to the East China Sea. His goal here was very clear: the legendary Three Islands.

He didn't know if he would find it, but he would eventually encounter other treasures, so it wouldn't be a waste of time.

At the same time, the primordial world was also developing rapidly.

Di Jun and Tai Yi raised their arms and called out, and countless living beings responded, marking the official entry of the demon race into the prehistoric history.

And within a mere 20,000 years, they became the most powerful race in the prehistoric world after the three races.

Those innate saints who had listened to the teachings at Pangu Mausoleum and then returned to seclusion also emerged from their seclusion.

After digesting what they have learned from listening to the Dao, those with similar backgrounds, such as Kunpeng, Hongyun, and Dongwanggong, are only one step away from reaching the peak of the Great Luo realm at any time.

Nuwa, Dijun, and Taiyi, on the other hand, have already reached the peak of the Great Luo realm.

Conversely, reaching the peak of the Great Luo means there is no further path forward.

The suppression of Heaven's will makes it impossible to comprehend the laws.

"Perhaps I should visit Pangu Mausoleum."

The group of innate beings thought of Qingyi again, perhaps the Dao Ancestor had a solution?

Wasn't it Wangshu Star God who broke through to become a Primordial Golden Immortal under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao?

thump~

Just as all living beings were about to head to Buzhou Mountain, a bell seemed to come from beyond the heavens.

Purple aura rose from the east across the entire primordial land, golden lotuses sprouted from the earth, and auspicious clouds appeared in the sky.

A magnificent figure stands between heaven and earth, seemingly overlooking the primordial world.

"I am Hongjun, and today I have attained sainthood!"

"Ten thousand years from now, I will preach at Zixiao Palace. Those who are destined to hear me are welcome to attend!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the strange phenomenon in the sky and earth disappeared.

All living beings in the primordial world were in an uproar.

"Hongjun? Is this the Hongjun I know?"

"Achieving sainthood? What kind of realm is that? It feels so powerful."

Why would this thief be made a saint?

All the innate deities who had visited Pangu Mausoleum were amazed.

Having stayed in Pangu Mausoleum for so long, living in an environment filled with hatred for Hongjun, they had long since developed a deep-seated hatred for him.

Most importantly, they even slapped the statue of Hongjun.

I'm suddenly starting to panic, what should I do?

"What are you afraid of? That place can block out the laws of heaven. If you don't tell and I don't tell, who will know?"

Within the sea of ​​blood, Kunpeng took a sip of fine wine and spoke arrogantly to the Styx River.

Styx, who had been terrified, came to his senses and thought, "That's right, I doubt anyone else will tell."

"But what level is this 'becoming a saint'?" Styx asked with some doubt.

"I don't know, but I must attend Hongjun's sermon."

Kunpeng looked proud.

"What? You want to get close to this scoundrel? You want to listen to his sermons? Fellow Daoist, are you going to...?"

"snort!"

Kunpeng snorted coldly, "Fellow Daoist Styx, don't you understand yet?"

"Hongjun is our great enemy. I went to listen to his teachings only to understand his strength. If he is stronger than me, I will learn from him. If he is weaker than me, then we will kill Hongjun directly."

"We have nowhere else to go, so we might as well go and listen to what they have to say."

"In short, I want all the good stuff and throw all the bad stuff back. In short, in my Kunpeng Ancestor’s eyes, there is only one Dao Ancestor."

Kunpeng looked towards Buzhou Mountain.

"Brilliant!"

After listening, Styx clapped his hands and said, "Then I will go with you, fellow Daoist. I will learn the good things and discard the bad ones."

"Haha, that's more like it! Let us witness the might of the sage."

Similar scenes played out across the vast wilderness.

However, everyone spoke very cryptically, as Hongjun was stronger than they had anticipated, so there were some things they dared not say aloud.

However, everyone had the same idea: to meet the sage and see if they could get some benefits from Hongjun.

In an instant, all living beings in the primordial world headed towards chaos.

The departure of the powerful being made the primordial world much quieter.

The chaos began to stir, as all the innate deities were destined individuals who could vaguely sense the location of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Therefore, the number of companions increased.

"Hey, Di Jun, I heard you two brothers have done quite well these past few decades? The demon race is developing very well."

Dongwanggong greeted Dijun and Taiyi with a smile.

During those years at Pangu Mausoleum, the three men, who didn't have any particular skills, worked together shoveling mortar and developed a deep friendship.

"Not at all, we are born with the destiny of royalty, and we simply act in accordance with Heaven's will. But Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, I see you also possess a purple aura. Are you destined to become the ruler of a powerful force?"

"Haha, I'd like to, but I don't have the ability yet. Please excuse my poor performance."

Their conversation attracted other friends they had met at Pangu Mausoleum.

"What are you saying that makes you so happy?"

"Eh? Fellow Daoist Styx has arrived? You occupy such a large territory, why don't you establish a force for yourself?"

Soon, the group of familiar creatures started chatting.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa has arrived? Please invite her in."

"You're too kind, everyone."

Nuwa's arrival brought the atmosphere to another climax.

Nuwa was a disciple of the Dao Ancestor. Nuwa's presence here at least indicates that the Dao Ancestor did not mind them going to Zixiao Palace.

The Dao Ancestor was truly magnanimous!

Nuwa turned her gaze to another direction in the chaos.

"Who are those three...?"

Three figures, each carrying a tower, were seen moving through the chaos, emanating the aura of a mid-stage Great Luo Immortal.

"It's the Three Pure Ones!"

"The Three Pure Ones? The Three Pure Ones who, according to legend, couldn't bear to pay homage to the Great God Pangu?"

All the innate beings were speechless.

By now, the fact that the Three Pure Ones did not enter Buzhou Mountain has spread far and wide.

At least these innate deities who came out of Pangu's Mausoleum were aware of this.

"As a manifestation of the primordial spirit of the great god Pangu, to disrespect Pangu is truly unfilial."

"Compared to the Ancestral Witches, the Three Pure Ones are truly more despicable."

All the innate deities glanced at the Three Pure Ones with disdain, but as the Three Pure Ones drew closer to them, they remained silent.

After all, they had listened to the Dao at Pangu Mausoleum, so they were well-mannered and didn't cricket in front of him.

The Three Pure Ones were at the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm, and their speed was not as fast as these innate deities. When they saw them stop, they thought they were waiting for them.

Yuanshi had already started looking down on people, but when he got closer, he found that all the innate deities were looking at him with contempt and hostility.

Moreover, the auras emanating from them were all very strong, and some of them even terrified them.

The Three Pure Ones were immediately dumbfounded.

"We've been in seclusion ever since we left Buzhou Mountain. How could there be so many people stronger than us?"

Just as the three were about to greet them, they saw the group of saints snort coldly and leave.

The Purple Cloud Palace is now in sight.

The numerous deities spontaneously divided themselves into three groups in front of the Zixiao Palace.

The largest group was from the Pangu Mausoleum lineage, and most of them were the innate deities with the best lineage.

Secondly, there are those who haven't been to Pangu Mausoleum; they lack experience and strength.

Finally, there are the three Qing brothers all alone.

Upon arriving at this place, they realized that the sage could not be deceived. The aura emanating from outside the Zixiao Palace alone gave the holy beings a clear understanding of the sage.

......

On the vast, untamed land, in the East Sea, lies a celestial island shrouded in mist and aura.

Qing Yi sat on a white lotus platform, surrounded by twelve laws, and the Chaos Pearl in his hand shone brightly.

After a long while, he looked up at the chaos.

"This time, the karmic debt Hongjun owes the West isn't as great. Will there still be sages in the West? If so, then..."

"Hongyun has a good relationship with Kunpeng and a group of innate beings this time. Even if he wants to give up the futon, others will probably stop him."

"I wonder who will give up the prayer mat? I'm really looking forward to it."