Primordial Era: My father is Hongjun, who dares disobey!

Outside Zixiao Palace,

Three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this magnificent palace has gained an air of nobility. The purple aura of heaven surrounds it, and boundless chaos envelops the heavens.

Outside the palace, a young boy and girl emerged silently, their auras revealing them to be merely at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm. Seeing this, the people waiting outside dared not be the slightest bit careless or negligent.

This is because these two children were people who had been in front of the Primordial Dao Venerable, and were even born from the innate Yin and Yang energies. Whether in terms of talent or status, they were in no way inferior to the people present.

"Please come in, gentlemen. The master has been waiting for a long time."

Haotian and Yaochi bowed slightly and spoke. Immediately, the palace gates opened wide, and a dazzling radiance shone forth, instantly unleashing an aura of boundless sainthood.

At this moment, not to mention the Three Pure Ones, even the veteran powerhouses who had transformed into human form very early, such as Styx and Zhen Yuanzi, were greatly shocked and secretly marveled at the great power of this sage.

At the same time, everyone was even more excited about this sermon.

"Hey——!"

The moment the palace gates opened, a golden crow phantom rushed out first. Everyone looked closely and saw that it was none other than Donghuang Taiyi, who had awakened a thousand years ago.

"Taiichi... sigh, never mind."

Seeing Donghuang's recklessness, Dijun frowned slightly but did not say much. He turned around and followed.

Seeing this, the powerful figures were not to be outdone and all stepped into the palace.

"Brother, let's go too."

Shangqing Tongtian spoke in a loud voice, his words revealing a sense of urgency.

Yuanshi nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then looked at his elder brother Laozi, and seeing him slowly step out, he quickly followed.

The crowd followed, but one figure stood out from the rest.

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Inside the Purple Cloud Palace,

The long ladder, with its ninety-nine steps, symbolizes the ultimate path. If people wish to meet the sage and hear his teachings, they must devoutly step into it, one step at a time.

Naturally, sincerity brings results; these steps are only meant to keep out those who are not sincere in their pursuit of the Way.

The first to ascend was still the Eastern Emperor of the demon race. He was born arrogant and his domineering aura surrounded him. Even when facing a sage, he was confident that he would eventually arrive.

At this moment, he was even more impatient. He took a step forward, his toes landing on the steps. Then, his body moved like the wind, and he completed the ascent to the top with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger.

Immediately afterward, Di Jun, the Three Pure Ones, Styx, and others followed closely behind, and then everyone stepped into the hall together.

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Inside the main hall,

Hongjun Daozun sat firmly on the high platform, his brows tightly closed. He showed no reaction to the arrival of the crowd, as if he had completely merged with heaven and earth. He exuded an air of immortality, and his breath moved with him.

"I have met the Sage!"

The group first greeted each other softly, and then began to examine the object carefully.

Upon closer inspection, it was quite remarkable: there were exactly six futons in front of the Daoist Master, the significance of which was extraordinary.

"My old friend Hongyun, look at that prayer mat. It's closest to the sage, so it must contain a great opportunity. I'll lend you a hand later and help you fight for it."

Zhen Yuanzi, who was already in the late stage of the Great Luo realm, spoke to the middle-aged man beside him who had a ruddy complexion and a powerful aura.

The middle-aged man, dressed in a red robe, was named Hongyun and was the greatest benefactor in the primordial world.

He was the incarnation of the first wisp of red cloud in the primordial world, imbued with some of the merits of creation, possessing unparalleled fortune, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Great Luo realm, making him a peerless figure.

He usually disliked killing and was kind to everyone, which really made his old friend Zhen Yuanzi worry about him.

Even now, faced with this unparalleled opportunity, Hongyun still declined:

"My old friend, there's no need for that. Opportunities are for those who are destined to have them; you can't force them."

Hongyun gently tried to dissuade her.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi said no more, but waited quietly for the right opportunity to help his old friend.

However, beside him, the ancient demon master Kunpeng shouted angrily: "Nonsense! Opportunities are something you have to fight against the heavens for. If you don't fight for them yourself, how can you obtain them?"

He was born in the Northern Sea, his feng shui manifested, his aura could swallow the Northern Sea and his sun could move to the Southern Sea. He was also ruthless and unscrupulous, but just now he couldn't stand Hongyun's saintly appearance, so he spoke up to refute her.

Hongyun didn't seem to care, completely ignoring the sharp sarcasm in Kunpeng's words, and instead greeted him with a friendly expression.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist?"

"The Kunpeng of the North Sea," the Kunpeng said proudly.

"Hongyun greets fellow Daoist."

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi felt helpless, while Kunpeng Ancestor was pleased with himself.

But at that moment, an extremely untimely voice rang out.

"What is there to be proud of in creatures born from moisture and hatched from eggs, covered in scales and horns?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent and looked at him with scrutinizing eyes.

Oh, so you're the true Yuqing Yuanshi of Pangu. That's alright then.

Over the past thousand years, they have heard some things about Yuanshi's character, and know that he looks down on all beings who are not born from nature or transformed from demons and beasts.

However, due to the formidable strength of the Three Pure Ones, no one has dared to provoke them for thousands of years.

just,

Today, in the Zixiao Palace, Yuanshi actually openly uttered such words. Does he really not take his three thousand mortal guests seriously?

Not to mention,

The two demon emperors, Donghuang and Dijun, also lived in this place. Naturally, neither of them could tolerate it, especially Donghuang, who had a rather volatile temper.

Immediately,

The supreme innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, appeared in response. The Eastern Emperor's figure arrived in front of the Three Pure Ones. Facing the three late-stage Great Luo Immortals alone, his aura remained calm and he did not fall behind.

Just then, Fuxi and Nuwa, the brother and sister, stepped forward and began to offer their advice.

"Donghuang, Yuanshi, how about we each take a step back? The sage is about to preach, and we must not disturb him."

Fuxi said slowly, "He has a human body and a snake tail, a majestic appearance, and is a true descendant of the Father God. Perhaps he can mediate if he intervenes."

Behind her, Nuwa leaned against her back, showing no trace of the magnanimous saintly figure who would later create the human race, but instead displaying a shy and beautiful demeanor.

At this moment, she was exquisite and beautiful, with a human head and a snake's body. Her upper body was that of an unparalleled beauty, delicate and lovely, with long hair like a waterfall, freely cascading over her shoulders; her lower body was covered with scales on her back, with a long, winding blue snake tail.

Unexpectedly, Yuanshi and Donghuang seemed to ignore Fuxi's admonitions, showing no signs of stopping and seemingly not taking him seriously.

Fuxi's face darkened instantly, and he became extremely displeased. He decided to let the two fight it out and wait quietly to seize the prayer mat.

Upon realizing this, he immediately abandoned his predicament and retreated, disappearing into the crowd.

In an instant, the auras of Donghuang and Yuanshi gradually intensified, and they began to clash, creating a tense atmosphere that seemed ready to erupt at any moment.

"Hmph, arrogant! You dare to make a move in front of a sage?"

Just then, a sharp shout came from outside the hall. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and were startled.

"A celestial being? A human immortal? What's going on?" Everyone was filled with surprise and doubt.

As Haotian watched the aged figure slowly ride a tiger into the hall, he was about to shout angrily, but was stopped by Yaochi, who was quite perceptive.

"Are you out of your mind? Didn't you see who that was?"

Upon hearing this, Haotian looked closely and found the person in front of him to be somewhat familiar. He then thought back carefully and was immediately startled.

"Isn't this the person Master always mentions? No, this junior greets Senior Brother."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone was instantly awakened.

"Senior brother? Has the Daoist Master ever taken on any disciples? Could it be...?"

In the blink of an eye, everything became clear, and everyone understood Jiang Daoxuan's identity completely.

He is the incarnation of the blue lotus from a thousand years ago.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Jiang Daoxuan, some scrutinizing him, some examining him... but most of them were envious or even fawning over him.

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