Hongjun became a Saint!
This news, like billions of thunderbolts, instantly exploded in every corner of the Primordial World!
Countless Innate Great Gods in secluded cultivation, no matter what kind of blessed land they were in, were awakened by this vast and boundless pressure, their minds greatly shaken and in disbelief!
Saint?
What Realm is that?
Is it above the Grand Unity Golden Immortal?!
For a time, discussions were rampant throughout the Primordial World, all trying to discover who this "Hongjun" who suddenly appeared truly was.
Wuzhuang Temple.
A gentle breeze blew, under the Ginseng Fruit Tree.
Zhenyuanzi held his horsetail whisk, his brows slightly furrowed, and his gaze deeply fixed on the Chaos beyond the heavens.
The Daoist Hongyun beside him also looked surprised: "Hongjun? I've never heard of this name. To be a Saint as soon as he appears, it's truly incredible!"
"Saint..." Zhenyuanzi murmured, "That kind of pressure, vast and boundless, far surpasses the Grand Unity Golden Immortal. I'm afraid... it's the supreme Realm that we need to look up to for our entire lives."
Wu Ming, who was Zhou Ming's Clone, sat calmly to the side, merely picking up his teacup and taking a light sip.
Who Hongjun was, and what a Saint meant, he naturally knew very well.
Seeing Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun both fall into curiosity and speculation about the "Saint" Realm, Wu Ming spoke at the right time, his tone gentle:
"Two Fellow Daoists, since this Saint Hongjun has stated that he will preach the Dao in Purple Cloud Palace three thousand years from now, teaching the Great Dao."
"Instead of speculating here, why don't we personally go to Purple Cloud Palace in the Chaos then, and investigate for ourselves?"
"Perhaps, this is where our Opportunity to Breakthrough our current Realm lies."
Upon hearing this, Zhenyuanzi's eyes flashed with brightness: "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming's words are exactly what I intended!"
Hongyun also clapped his hands and said: "Excellent! Truly excellent! A Saint preaching the Dao, such a great Opportunity, must not be missed! It's a good chance to admire the Saint's demeanor!"
Wu Ming put down his teacup and stood up: "Since that's the case, I will return to my clan first to inform my brothers and sisters and invite them to go together. After all, such an Opportunity is equally rare for my Witch clan."
He looked at the two: "Three thousand years from now, we will meet in Purple Cloud Palace, how about it?"
"Good! It's a deal!" Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun nodded in unison.
Wu Ming bowed to the two, and his figure transformed into a streak of light, quickly disappearing into the sky, heading straight towards Buzhou Mountain.
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Pangu Hall.
Wu Ming's figure silently passed through layers of Restrictions and arrived at the deepest part of the main hall.
Due to the special nature of Pangu Hall, even the Heavenly Dao's will could not fully penetrate it. Therefore, the shocking news of Hongjun becoming a Saint did not reach Zhou Ming's main body and the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were in secluded cultivation.
Wu Ming did not hesitate and directly communicated with Zhou Ming, transmitting the information.
Zhou Ming was the first to awaken from his secluded cultivation.
Immediately after, twelve powerful auras almost simultaneously rose from their cultivation places!
Compared to before their secluded cultivation, their auras were more condensed and profound!
Each Ancestral Witch, after this period of secluded cultivation, not only initially digested and absorbed the Pangu Legacy, but their cultivation also steadily stepped into the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Late Stage, and among them, Dijang and Zhu Jiuyin, whose Foundation was the most profound, even reached the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Peak!
"Hongjun becoming a Saint... Purple Cloud Palace preaching the Dao..." Zhou Ming's voice echoed within the cultivation area, carrying a hint of thought.
At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had also fully awakened, all turning their gazes towards Zhou Ming, and then seeing Wu Ming outside.
"Big Brother!" Dijang was the first to speak, with surprise and doubt, "What's wrong...?"
Zhou Ming calmly said: "Hongjun has attained the Primordial Unity and achieved the position of Saint, and will preach the Dao in Purple Cloud Palace."
"Saint? Hongjun?" Zhurong's eyes widened, "Why haven't I heard of him? Is he as powerful as Father God?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Ming's main body's tone was calm, yet it carried its own majesty, "Below the Saint, all are ants. This statement is not false."
He paused, looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "My current Realm is not suitable for going to Purple Cloud Palace. Your cultivation has already progressed, and listening to the Dao this time will be beneficial for you to verify your own Dao. Let Fellow Daoist Wu Ming take you there."
"What? Go listen to that Hongjun preach the Dao?" Gonggong stiffened his neck, somewhat unconvinced, "We have Big Brother's guidance and Father God's Legacy, do we still need to listen to him?"
"Exactly!" Zhurong also chimed in, "Our Witch clan stands tall and proud, we only revere Father God, and only listen to Big Brother! Who does that Hongjun think he is!"
Although the other Ancestral Witches didn't speak, their eyes also showed disdain.
In their hearts, Pangu Father God was supreme, and Big Brother Zhou Ming was unfathomable, enough to lead the Witch clan.
At this moment, Wu Ming, who had been silent, stepped forward, his expression stern, carrying the same majesty as Zhou Ming: "Confused!"
"A Saint preaching the Dao is the general trend of the Primordial World! Father God's Legacy is the Foundation, and the main body's guidance is the direction, but self-imposed isolation is not advisable!
"A Saint is an existence that transcends the Grand Unity Golden Immortal and has initially grasped the authority of Heaven and Earth. The Dao he preaches will undoubtedly contain the ultimate truths of Heaven and Earth! Even if it is different from our Dao, listening and verifying, drawing inferences from other cases, will always be beneficial and harmless!"
Upon hearing this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at Zhou Ming's main body, who was still sitting cross-legged with a condensed aura, and saw him nod slightly in agreement. The dissatisfaction in their hearts gradually subsided. After condensing their Primordial Spirit, their thinking ability greatly increased, and they naturally understood the pros and cons.
"I understand." Zhu Jiuyin was the first to nod, a wise light flickering in his eyes, "Only by understanding the opponent can one stand undefeated. I will respectfully follow Big Brother's arrangements."
"Brother is right, it's good to go and see." Houtu also said gently.
Seeing that Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu had both agreed, although the other Ancestral Witches still grumbled a bit, they no longer objected.
"Hmph, I want to see what's so great about that Saint!" Zhurong muttered, which was considered an implicit agreement.
Zhou Ming's gaze turned to Wu Ming.
"Fellow Daoist, take this dao source divine pearl with you, it can help you conceal the Heavenly Secrets."
Wu Ming reached out and took the dao source divine pearl, then turned to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said: "No time to lose!"
"My brothers and sisters, let's set off immediately for Purple Cloud Palace!"
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Chaos!
Beyond the Primordial World is the boundless, chaotic, and violent Chaos region.
Earth, fire, water, and wind rage endlessly, and the Chaos Qi is extremely violent. Even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, without a supreme treasure for protection or a special Divine Ability, would be in danger of falling if they stayed here for too long!
At this moment, thirteen figures were struggling to move through the violent Chaos Qi.
It was Wu Ming and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Dijang and Zhu Jiuyin walked at the forefront, their magical power surging around them, opening up a relatively stable area and guiding the direction.
Wu Ming and the other Ancestral Witches followed closely, each displaying their Divine Ability.
...
Even so, everyone still felt immense pressure.
The Chaos Qi was all-pervasive, constantly eroding their Physical Body and magical power.
"Damn it! This cursed place is not for people to stay!" Zhurong, with his fiery temper, cursed.
"Quiet, Zhurong." Dijang said in a deep voice.
Just then, several streaks of light in the distance cut through the Chaos at an extremely fast speed, heading in the same direction.
"Oh? There are others?" Liang's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to discover those streaks of light.
Wu Ming's gaze narrowed slightly: "Saint Hongjun preaching the Dao is an unprecedented grand event in the Primordial World. There are quite a few powerful beings from the Primordial World who wish to go to Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao."
He could sense that one of the streaks of light had a ethereal aura and an immortal-like demeanor, which was Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones.
There was also a streak of light that was domineering and scorching, with brilliant golden light, and a faint glimpse of a three-legged Golden Crow phantom, which must be the two from the Sun Star.
Indeed, in an era of great contention, with a Saint preaching the Dao, no one was willing to miss it.
Wu Ming secretly reminded: "All of you, restrain your auras. Our purpose for this trip is only to listen to the Dao, so try to avoid conflicts."
"Understood, Big Brother." The Ancestral Witches responded, and although curious, they remembered Wu Ming's instructions.
After an unknown amount of time traveling through the Chaos, in the chaotic Chaos Qi ahead, an ancient palace emanating infinite Dao charm slowly revealed its outline!
It just hung there quietly in the depths of the Chaos, with purple Qi swirling and faint Dao sounds, as if it had existed since ancient times!
Above the palace, an ancient plaque hung high, with three incomparably profound Great Dao runes shining brightly on it — Purple Cloud Palace!
"We've arrived!" Wu Ming's spirits lifted.
"Wow! What a big palace!"
"Is this the Saint's Dao field? It's truly magnificent!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at the magnificent and vast Purple Cloud Palace before them, their eyes filled with shock.
Even with their origins and knowledge, they were still shaken by the majestic aura of this Saint's Dao field.
Wu Ming took a deep breath, steadying his mind: "Let's go, let's go over."