Primordial Era: When a Good Guy Awakens a Morally Unethical System

Everyone went to their previous seats and sat down, but there was only one empty seat on the prayer mat, which made everyone speculate.

They were all traveling in the prehistoric world, so how could they not know about the demon race's pursuit of Jieyin and Zhunti? Now they were all secretly hoping that Jieyin and Zhunti would die at the hands of the demon race, so that they would have a chance to compete for that empty futon.

Although the demon race has brought in more and more people, they have managed to stand out among countless creatures in the prehistoric world, which shows that they have some skill and some pride.

Just as the sermon was about to begin, Jieyin and Zhunti, even more disheveled than before and covered in wounds, entered the gates of Zixiao Palace.

Some people laughed, some watched the spectacle, and some expressed regret, but they all wisely remained silent.

"Please, Dao Ancestor, save my life!" Before even reaching the prayer mat, Jieyin knelt down on the ground and began to wail and cry.

Hongjun glanced at the two of them indifferently, then looked away: "This is my last sermon. It will be about the path to sainthood. I hope you will take it seriously. How much you hear is a blessing in itself."

The Path to Sainthood!

These four seemingly insignificant words were what everyone valued most; these four words alone were enough to send the quiet Zixiao Palace into an uproar.

The crowd listened intently to the Dao Ancestor's sermon, hesitating among the three paths to sainthood. They ruled out the path of force taken by the great god Pangu, expressed envy and jealousy towards the Three Pure Ones who possessed immense merit, and then focused on the successful path taken by the Dao Ancestor—severing the Three Corpses to attain sainthood.

The path to enlightenment through severing the three corpses is one that everyone can take. It doesn't require innate great merit or sacrificing one's life for fame. For ordinary people aspiring to sainthood, severing the three corpses is almost an essential step.

Of course, not everyone can hear the meaning of the path to sainthood. Only a handful of people can comprehend it. But no one wants to waste such a precious opportunity. Even if they cannot understand it, they will try their best to memorize the contents so that they can comprehend it again when their strength improves.

Among those who gained some insight, there were one or two outstanding individuals who, after a thousand years, were able to sever their evil corpses. For example, Tongtian severed his evil corpse, Taiyi severed his good corpse, and Zhen Yuanzi was a rare exception who severed his "self-grasping" corpse on his very first attempt.

Seeing Tongtian slay the evil corpse first, Dao Ancestor Hongjun almost couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. He knew he shouldn't have let Tongtian associate with Luo Hou. If Luo Hou knew that Tongtian had slain the evil corpse first, he would definitely gloat and then regret not having persuaded Tongtian to cultivate the demonic path.

Another thousand years passed, and Hongyun and Taiyi successively severed their good corpses, which brought some comfort to Hongjun. At least Hongyun's teaching was quite successful, and he did not become like his master.

The first corpse to be severed was a benevolent one, like him.

Three thousand years later, Hongjun finished his sermon: "There are many ways to become a saint, but to truly become a saint, one thing is still needed. Without this thing, even if one succeeds in proving the Dao, one will not become an immortal, indestructible, and undisturbed primordial saint."

Hongjun's words caused all those who had been paying attention to Hongyun and Taiyi, who had successfully severed one of their corpses, to turn their burning gazes toward him.

"Dao Ancestor, may you speak frankly, what is that?" Di Jun, deep in thought, had almost guessed the meaning of the futon. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, and his eyes seemed to be filled with daggers as he looked at Jieyin and Zhunti.

Even though he knew that the prayer mat that Jieyin and Zhunti occupied had nothing to do with him, over the years he had heard it and subconsciously felt that Jieyin had taken away his opportunity.