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

Di Jun stared intently at Tongtian, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror!

Nuwa covered her lips with her delicate hand, and tears finally streamed down her face!

Fuxi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the surging emotions in his heart!

Hongyun was in tears, kowtowing repeatedly, with blood already visible on his forehead!

The illusory image of Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book suddenly unfolded, then quietly retracted, bowing deeply!

Jieyin and Zhunti prostrated themselves, their bodies radiating golden light!

The Kunpeng's wings trembled violently, its sinister gaze vanished, leaving only boundless longing and...

A hint of regret!

The twelve Ancestral Witches all knelt on one knee, and Dijiang's voice was hoarse as if it were being torn apart:

"Tongtian...is free!"

At the summit of Mount Buzhou.

Everyone stared intently at Tongtian!

Staring at the black-robed figure whose sword intent surged and whose aura rose steadily!

Staring at those shackles of the Heavenly Dao, they crumbled inch by inch within his body!

Staring at that wisp of chaotic light, it quietly took root deep within his soul!

That was a stroke of luck!

That was an incredible opportunity!

The method the predecessor bestowed upon Tongtian was not only the way to unlock the shackles of the Heavenly Dao!

Even more so...

It is even more so the supreme foundation of the Great Dao that surpasses the Heavenly Dao!

Envy, longing, jealousy, regret... countless emotions intertwined and surged in everyone's hearts!

But no one dared to move.

No one dared to utter a sound.

No one dared to breathe even a fraction of a second longer.

Because of the senior...

Still.

Just then, Tongtian's aura suddenly surged.

"This aura..."

Lao Tzu suddenly stood up, his Daoist principles of non-action completely disrupted, and his aged face was filled with disbelief.

He sensed it.

Sensing the cultivation barrier within Tongtian's body, which had previously stagnated at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm...

It's crumbling!

"boom!"

A more vast aura than before erupted from Tongtian's body!

Peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Even the speed at which his aura surged showed no signs of slowing down.

Early stage of Primordial Golden Immortal!

"A breakthrough?!"

The primordial jade light surged, and his face was as cold as frost, but beneath that coldness lay an undisguised shock!

The Great Luo to the Primordial Chaos is an insurmountable barrier!

Even if they were transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, even if they were the true descendants of Pangu, they would still need endless years of refinement and accumulation to cross this insurmountable barrier!

It can reach the heavens...

Ten breaths passed after that wisp of chaotic light entered between his brows...

So they broke through this insurmountable barrier?!

A faint ripple quietly spread through Yuan Shi's heart.

That's not a feeling of relief.

That is......

Before he could even savor the emotion that ripple represented, Tongtian's aura surged once more!

"Buzz!!!"

Early stage of Primordial Golden Immortal...

break!

Mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal!

"What?!"

Di Jun suddenly stood up, his body surging with the True Fire of the Sun, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror!

He cultivated diligently for countless years, born from the Sun Star, fighting alongside Taiyi, slaughtering countless innate beings, and devouring countless innate spiritual essences, only to achieve his current cultivation level of mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal!

It can reach the heavens...

In less than ten breaths...

So you've already surpassed him?!

Nuwa covered her lips with her delicate hand, her eyes filled with tears, and she was left speechless.

The fragments of the Bagua compass between Fuxi's fingers fell onto the rocks, but he was completely unaware of it.

Hongyun Patriarch knelt on the ground, his face streaked with tears, filled with a blank and shocked expression.

Zhen Yuanzi's illusory image of the Earth Book suddenly unfolded and then suddenly retracted, his sleeves hanging down, his face as solemn as iron.

Jieyin and Zhunti prostrated themselves, their bodies swirling with golden light, yet they dared not raise their heads.

The Kunpeng's wings trembled violently, and the sinister look in its eyes vanished, leaving only boundless...

Terrification!

The twelve Ancestral Witches rose in unison, then knelt again. Di Jiang's spatial power was in complete disarray, and his voice was hoarse.

"What...what kind of twist of fate is this?!"

No one could answer.

Only the figure in the black robe remained standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm.

It was as if all of this was nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing against my sleeve.

"boom!!!"

Tongtian's aura surged once more!

Mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal...

break!

Late-stage Primordial Golden Immortal!

"Third brother!!!"

Lao Tzu finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted out loud. The Daoist energy of non-action completely went out of control, and the aura around his body became chaotic and boiling!

He can't see through it!

He truly couldn't fathom Tongtian's current cultivation level!

That was beyond his comprehension!

That is......

Late-stage Primordial Golden Immortal?!

still......

higher?!

Yuanshi stood frozen in place, the Jade Purity Immortal Light flickering, his face cold and stern as if covered in frost, but beneath that frost, his knuckles were already clenched until they turned white.

He suddenly remembered the thought he had just had.

Why is it called Tongtian?

Why not him?

Both were transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, both were true descendants of Pangu, and both were trapped at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm for endless years...

Why did Tongtian obtain this opportunity?

And he was the origin...

He could only kneel there, watching helplessly as his third brother's cultivation level skyrocketed, leaving him far behind?!

He is unwilling!

But what could he do even if he was unwilling?

The figure in the black robe still stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm as still water.

That calmness was a disregard for his origin.

It also reflects all his resentment towards him...

Indifferent.

"boom!!!"

The final booming sound exploded from Tongtian's body!

Late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm...

break!

Peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!

"Buzz!!!"

Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes!

Chaotic sword light erupted from his eyes!

Where the sword light touched, the void shattered and chaos dissipated!

The breath... slowly came to a stop.

Peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!

He was only one step away from becoming a legendary Grand Luo Immortal!

At the summit of Mount Buzhou.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

Even the sound of the chaotic airflow seemed to disappear completely at this moment.

So the figure stood frozen in place.

They looked up at the heavens.

Looking at that figure in black robes fluttering in the wind, his sword intent soaring to the sky.

Looking at that familiar face, it felt as if there was an insurmountable abyss between us.

Three thousand years.

In the Zixiao Palace, they sat with Tongtian and listened to his teachings for three thousand years.

Their cultivation levels were similar, their origins were similar, and even their fates, bound by the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, were exactly the same.

But three thousand years later.

In less than ten breaths.

Tongtian has already taken them all...

They've left us far behind!

Di Jun staggered backward and fell to the ground, his face as pale as paper.

He suddenly remembered the thought he had just had: if he could get even half a word of guidance from that person, it would be better than ten thousand years of arduous cultivation.

Now he finally knows.

What is the significance of that "half a sentence"?

That is no longer "surpassing".

That is......

Overlord!