Primordial Era: The Sun Emperor

Soon, the palace gates swung open, and Haotian proclaimed, "By imperial decree, the time has come; please enter."

The crowd filed in.

The layout inside the hall remains the same, with the six prayer cushions still placed at the very front.

The Three Pure Ones occupied the top three spots, Nuwa was fourth, and Jieyin and Zhunti followed in turn.

Xuanzun and Mingzun stood at the back of the crowd, curiously observing everything inside the hall.

This was their first time leaving Guixu and their first time seeing so many powerful beings; they were both excited and nervous.

On the high platform, Hongjun was already seated.

His aura was even more profound than the previous two times, as if he had merged with the Dao of Heaven.

With white hair, white beard, and white robes, he sat there, like an unchanging stone statue.

If you couldn't see it with your own eyes, but only scanned it with your divine sense, you would find that there was no one there.

Although the eyes can deceive, so can the mind.

Hongjun opened his eyes and glanced at everyone in the hall.

As he passed Xuanzun and Mingzun, he paused slightly, a strange light flashing in his eyes before returning to calm.

These two sisters were truly blessed; if it weren't for Pangu, it's unknown how long it would have taken them to take human form.

"This is the last time I will preach. I will preach for nine thousand years, and then I will distribute the treasures. After that, I will be in harmony with the Heavenly Way and will no longer concern myself with the affairs of the primordial world."

The hall was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Hongjun spoke, and the sound of the Dao permeated the air.

This time he spoke in greater depth and detail than the previous two times.

Every word was like a resounding bell, stirring the hearts and minds of the gods.

The Three Pure Ones listened with rapt attention, Nuwa closed her eyes in deep concentration, Jieyin and Zhunti were in tears, and Dongwanggong was completely absorbed.

Even though they couldn't understand the Dao, many powerful beings still sensed its vast and profound essence, forcibly memorizing it for future study.

Although Xuanzun and Mingzun were not highly skilled, the two women were exceptionally intelligent and had received guidance from Pangu, making them extraordinary individuals.

They were overjoyed to be able to understand about 70-80% of what Hongjun was saying.

Taiyi sat cross-legged, his golden eyes half-closed.

He did not cultivate the Three Corpses, nor did he rely on the Heavenly Dao, but the laws and principles of heaven and earth explained by Hongjun were extremely beneficial to him.

He used the Great Way of the Sun to verify the Way of Hongjun, absorbing all his insights about laws, cause and effect, and fortune, and integrating them into his own path.

Nine thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"This concludes the sermon," Hongjun said, opening his eyes.

The echoes of the sermon's final bells still lingered on the dome of the Purple Cloud Palace, yet no one in the main hall dared to make a sound.

They all knew that the real highlight was yet to come.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat upright on the futon, his face devoid of joy or sorrow, his eyes so empty they seemed to contain the entire chaos.

He spoke, his voice soft, yet it seemed to resonate directly from the deepest recesses of everyone's hearts:

"The Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Dao is forty-nine. The Heavenly Dao is flawed, but there is still a glimmer of hope. The Holy Positions of Heaven and Earth are supreme and can assist the operation of the Heavenly Dao and manage the Primordial World. Today, the three lectures at Zixiao Palace have concluded, and it is time to establish these Holy Positions of the Primordial World to complete the Heavenly Cycle."

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Although no one uttered a sound in the main hall, everyone's primordial spirit seemed to tremble.

Holy throne!

That is indestructible and exists alongside the Heavenly Dao!

Whoever obtains it will be the true ruler of the primordial world.

"This is the Primordial Purple Qi, the foundation for attaining the Dao. Obtaining it can make one a sage."

Hongjun Daozu raised his hand and made a vague gesture in front of him, and seven strands of primordial purple energy appeared out of thin air.

The purple aura seemed to be alive, each strand containing the profound truths of the Great Dao before the creation of the world. Just one glance was enough to make one feel as if their soul was being sucked in.

The Eastern King Duke looked on with great envy, thinking to himself, "I already possess the foundation for achieving enlightenment. Could it be that I also have the possibility of becoming a sage?"

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, everyone was filled with envy.

"The Supreme Lord of Morality".

The Dao Ancestor called out the first name.

The Supreme Lord of Morality, the head of the Three Pure Ones, slowly rose, his face revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

His expression of being detached from desires was exactly the same as when he was listening to the lecture, as if this sacred position that shook the primordial world was nothing more than a clear spring by the roadside to him.

"You are the embodiment of Pangu's primordial spirit, enjoying the blessings of creation and the legacy of Pangu, and are the head of the Three Pure Ones. You are also my first disciple, and you are destined for sainthood."

A wisp of primordial purple energy gently drifted down and entered the space between the brows of the Moral Celestial Venerable.

"This disciple thanks Master."

The Celestial Venerable of Morality bowed deeply to Hongjun on the high platform, then sat back down on the futon.

"Yuanshi Tianzun".

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun stood up, a glint of light flashing in his eyes before he returned to his dignified and solemn demeanor.

"You were also transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, enjoying the blessings of creation and the legacy of Pangu. As my second disciple, you are destined for sainthood."

Another wisp of primordial purple energy entered the space between the eyebrows of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

"Thank you, Master."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable looked excited and bowed deeply.

After he sat back down, Hongjun nodded slightly and spoke again:

"Lingbao Tianzun".

Lingbao Tianzun stood up, with an invisible sword intent flowing around him, yet upon closer inspection, he exuded a genuine and frank demeanor.

"You are also a primordial spirit of Pangu, enjoying the blessings of creation and the legacy of Pangu. As my third disciple, you are destined for sainthood."

The third wisp of primordial purple energy returned to the Celestial Venerable Lingbao.

After the Three Pure Ones attained their holy positions, the people in the hall had different thoughts.

The remaining four strands of primordial purple energy were still slowly circulating in front of the Dao Ancestor.

At this moment, everyone knew that the six people who were accepted as disciples by the Dao Ancestor would all receive sainthood.

For a moment, everyone's gaze turned to Taiyi and Ziwei.

Almost everyone knows that the holy positions of Jieyin and Zhunti were given up by Taiyi and Ziwei.

When they obtained the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit, by extortion, everyone thought it was a huge windfall. Now it seems that Taiyi and Ziwei were too short-sighted.

What they didn't know was that even if Taiyi and Ziwei forcibly sat on it, they would still find it difficult to obtain that wisp of primordial purple energy.

But no one dared to openly mock Taiyi and Ziwei. Not to mention that the Dao Ancestor was still alive, the Heavenly Emperor Taiyi was not someone to be trifled with.

Therefore, everyone focused their attention on the seventh wisp of primordial purple energy.

"Nuwa".

The moment this name was uttered, a faint commotion seemed to stir in the corner belonging to the demon race.

Nuwa stood up, and a look of great joy flashed in Fuxi's eyes.

This is his sister. If she can truly become a saint, then he will finally be able to put an end to a long-cherished wish.

In the future, I can devote myself wholeheartedly to the Celestial Court.

Whether it was the Eastern King Duke, the Western Queen Mother, the Ten Great Demon Generals, or many other immortal lords, they were all delighted by this.

After all, Fuxi was the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor of the Celestial Court.

"You will have a great merit to perform in the future, which will concern the great affairs of heaven and earth, and you will be granted a saintly position."

Hongjun's tone was calm and ordinary, but no one knew how earth-shattering this "great merit" was.

The fourth wisp of primordial purple energy entered Nuwa's brow.

There are three left.

"Thank you, Master."

Nuwa bowed gracefully and then sat back down on her prayer mat.

The gazes of the three thousand guests were almost burning through the three streaks of purple energy.

"Jieyin, Zhunti."

With sorrowful expressions, the Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti rose and bowed deeply.

"The suffering in the West is due to the fate of you two. I owe the West a great debt of karma, so I will now grant you holy positions to settle this debt."

The fifth and sixth rays of primordial purple energy returned to the West.

"Thank you for your compassion, teacher! We are deeply grateful!"

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti no longer showed any signs of suffering; their joy was palpable.

The last one.

The last wisp of primordial purple energy swirled before the Dao Ancestor, so dense that a pin drop could be heard in the hall.

The positions of the six saints—the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the Two Western Saints—have been decided. Who will be the seventh...?

"Taiyi."