Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

The South Heavenly Gate stands majestically, with glazed tile walls and purple-gold steps.

The Thirty-Three Heavens are shrouded in countless clouds, with purple mist and blue smoke billowing across the sky, and golden radiance spreading in layers, with auspicious clouds descending directly to the Hall of Fragrant Breeze.

The vast Jade Road stretches for thousands of miles on both sides with cloud steps. Heavenly soldiers and generals stand in rows, their silver armor reflecting the light of the sky, standing solemnly and respectfully. Five-colored cloud banners hang along the way, and dragon and phoenix banners flutter gently in the wind. Tassels and beads tinkle softly, and celestial music and string instruments flow faintly, with clear and melodious Taoist sounds spreading across the nine heavens.

Immortals from all directions in the primordial world arrived one after another on clouds to attend the gathering. Earth immortals from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, dragon gods from the Four Seas and the Vast Ocean, reclusive masters from all directions, the Phoenix lineage of the Immortal Volcano, and cultivators and immortals from the Witch and Demon races, some riding auspicious clouds and others riding strange beasts, arrived in an endless stream on cloud carriages.

The pure light and spiritual light gathered from all directions to the Thirty-Three Heavens, their radiance intertwined, with wisps of clouds swirling around them.

Venus stood outside the South Heavenly Gate, calling out his name in a clear voice. The immortals then slowly stepped into the Hall of Fragrant Breeze, arranging themselves according to their rank.

For a moment, the immortal words were soft and gentle, and the Daoist energy was pervasive, gradually filling the hall with a lively atmosphere.

"hold head high--"

"唳——"

"Moo—"

Several voices resounded through the heavens, dragons roared, phoenixes cried, and oxen bellowed. Purple qi came from the east for thirty thousand miles, and all sorts of strange phenomena, such as heavenly flowers and golden lotuses, appeared one after another.

Laozi rode a green ox, Yuanshi sat on a nine-dragon sandalwood chariot, Tongtian rode a Kui ox, and Nuwa stood on a golden phoenix, their feet touching the nine-tiered golden lotus.

Houtu sat sideways on a jade sheep, Zhen Yuanzi looked relaxed holding a whisk, Styx stood on a red lotus, Kunpeng spread its wings to cover the sky, and the Three Sovereigns stood gently on auspicious clouds.

The saints smiled, but paused for a moment as they passed by Jieyin. Why didn't Zhunti come?

Could it be that they dared not come because they couldn't complete the task assigned by the Heavenly Emperor?

He's not that stupid, is he? With the Heavenly Court's massive scale at this Peach Banquet, the celestial music and radiance could almost reach beyond the heavens. Even if Zhunti wanted to apologize, he would still come in person!

Moreover, even his master and Senior Yangmei will be coming. Is he really not afraid that the Heavenly Emperor will destroy Buddhism with one palm?

The guide's lowered eyes held a sense of pity. He slowly closed his eyes, clearly not wanting to say anything more, and the other saints simply acted as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go in." Laozi, as the eldest disciple, spoke first, but Tongtian hesitated and turned around to look.

Disciples from all sects arrived with the saints, except for the disciples of the Jie Sect, who were not allowed by Yuanshi to set foot on Kunlun Mountain. Upon seeing the purple aura of the saints, they hurriedly rushed from the East Sea.

Tongtian pointed out a sword light, which disappeared in an instant, and nearly five hundred disciples of the Jie Sect appeared outside the South Heavenly Gate.

Led by Duobao Jinling, the disciples bowed and said, "Disciples pay respects to Master, Grand Master Uncle, Second Grand Master Uncle, and all the Sages."

Laozi and Yuanshi remained expressionless. The other sages, seeing the expressions on the two, dared not speak. Tongtian, feeling somewhat embarrassed, lifted them up with a thought.

"Get up, get up. It's been so long since I've seen you. Come in with me. Remember your second master's teachings: be mindful of etiquette and never be impolite."

"This disciple will obey Master's orders and will certainly not fail Master's teachings."

Hearing the disciples of the Jie Sect echo his agreement, Yuanshi didn't even raise an eyebrow, and the disciples of the Ren and Chan sects also kept their eyes down and didn't dare to make a move.

The saints exchanged glances without making a sound. It seems that even after returning from Zixiao Palace for ten thousand years, Fellow Daoist Tongtian has not stepped out of Kunlun!

"Let's go." Lao Tzu spoke again. The saints gathered their thoughts and smiled in unison. As they listened to Lucifer's chant, their eyes were filled with strange expressions.

The highest-ranking cultivator among them, Taiqing Laozi, was only at the seventh level of Hunyuan, while this otherworldly saint was at the eighth level of Hunyuan. He even came to welcome them. The Heavenly Emperor really knows how to train people!

The saints slowly stepped into the Fragrant Pavilion, feeling that the scale of this banquet was unprecedentedly grand, with even human immortals attending, truly a feast for the primordial world.

Compared to the solemnity of Longde Palace, Pixiang Hall is much more relaxed, and it seems that a lot of new furnishings have been added, and even a lot of the scenery from Yaochi Wonderland has been moved over.

As the saints entered, a light mist rose from the azure waves, floating on the surface. All around were jade terraces and pavilions, their white jade railings winding and turning, their eaves carved with phoenixes and cloud patterns. The pavilions were scattered about, their vermilion pillars reflecting the moonlight, their jade steps gleaming with a clear light. Along the steps, rare and beautiful flowers bloomed silently, and ethereal herbs, shrouded in mist, released their cool fragrance that permeated the surrounding area.

Laozi's gaze swept across the scene, and he was secretly surprised. The spiritual fruits at this banquet had a much stronger aura, and there were some that he had never seen before, which must be spiritual roots from the outside world.

"We respectfully welcome all the sages!" The immortals and gods who were already seated bowed and greeted the sages upon their arrival. The sages slowly stepped forward, and their many disciples took their seats according to their cultivation level.

The saints followed Venus's lead and continued forward, their minds becoming increasingly solemn, their eyes serious, yet their faces remained expressionless.

The celestial immortals, true immortals, and mysterious immortals were arranged in order outside the corridor of the Pixiang Hall, while the lowest level of cultivation inside the hall was the Golden Immortal realm. The further inside the hall one went, the higher the cultivation level of the immortals and gods became, completely disregarding the seating arrangement of the Peach Banquet of the past.

Back then, if one was a disciple of a sage, even if one was only a Golden Immortal, one could sit alongside a Great Luo Immortal.

The saints finally stood still, silently looking at their assigned seats. There were five seats at the very top, and one could sense who each belonged to just by looking at their aura. The saints' seats were all one tier lower.

"Fellow Daoists, by order of Her Majesty the Empress, please take your seats." Lucifer spread his palms toward the rows of seats, his twelve wings casting down the laws of light, and a faint but palpable pressure began to emerge.

Laozi's eyes sharpened, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth appeared in his hand. The Six Paths Reincarnation Disc faintly appeared in Houtu's palm. The other sages fell silent and looked at Taiqing Laozi.

The Heavenly Emperor's arrangement today is to completely suppress all the saints!

They were indeed no match for the Heavenly Emperor, and were often admonished by the Dao Ancestor to respect him. But to directly submit to the Heavenly Emperor without even a title was simply too ridiculous!

Lucifer wore a smile, and his light seemed to permeate the entire Hall of Fragrance.

I closed my eyes. Enough, enough!

He took the lead and sat in the quiet and inactive seat. Yuanshi Tongtian exchanged a glance with him and followed suit. The other sages had no choice but to follow in their footsteps.

Houtu raised her head slightly: "The Heavenly Emperor and Empress have not yet arrived, so it is not appropriate for me to sit alone at the head of the table. Although I am the Lord of the Earthly Dao, His Majesty also governs half of the Earthly Dao. I will sit with you fellow Daoists."

Lucifer showed no surprise. He raised his hand, and the Law of Light appeared, conjuring a chair for Houtu. Houtu sat down with a smile, and the Divine Light of Reincarnation appeared on her body, obscuring the bright light on the chair and transforming it into the Daoist aura befitting the Lord of Reincarnation.

Lucifer was shocked. Even without complete control of the tunnel, this master of the underground passage was no match for him at this moment.

After bowing slightly, Lucifer stepped back.

"Get up," Laozi said calmly. The immortals were lifted up by a gentle force and watched silently as the Heavenly Emperor and the saints clashed in secret. The immortals sat quietly without uttering a word.

Yuanshi Tongtian looked inquiring, while Laozi gently shook his head, unwilling to say more. If the Heavenly Emperor did this, he must have been confident.

Some even disregard these saints?

Lao Tzu was terrified by this thought of his own!

His gaze lingered on the main hall, where a magnificent feast was laid out in order, with long jade tables arranged in a staggered pattern, and crystal cups and eight-treasure immortal vessels displayed in succession, the fine wine shimmering with delicate light.

Dozens of celestial maidens, dressed in white silk robes, their wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, and celestial boys with their hair in low buns and dressed in white, carrying feather fans and jade tablets, went about setting up a banquet.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of winged angels shuttled through the hall, constantly serving wine and food to the immortals. The number of wings on their backs varied, and their cultivation levels ranged from the highest, which was only Taiyi Golden Immortal, to the lowest, which was Heavenly Immortal. However, their bodies were filled with the aura of light, and the immortals of the Heavenly Court showed no surprise whatsoever.

With the fairy maidens' actions, the atmosphere finally eased, and the immortals resumed their conversation.