Purple Cloud Palace.
Three thousand disciples gathered here to listen to the Great Dao.
"There are three paths to Dao." Hongjun's eyes were slightly closed. He was neither sad nor happy. "Using strength to prove dao, killing three corpses to prove dao, and using merit to prove dao.”
Laozi stood up on the seven futons at the front and asked respectfully. "May I ask Teacher, what is using strength to prove the Dao?”
"This is…"
Rumble!
As soon as Hongjun opened his mouth, an extremely powerful impact suddenly bombarded from the right side of the Purple Cloud Palace. With a deafening sound, countless chaotic qi surged into the right side of the Purple Cloud Palace.
It was torn!
The place where the Sage preached was actually broken?!
The three thousand disciples were all dumbfounded.
What was going on?
What the hell was going on?
Even Hongjun himself was a little dumbfounded.
This Purple Cloud Palace was established by him using the Heavenly Dao laws in the Chaos. It was enough to be called "untainted by all laws". Why would there be a tear? Since becoming a Saint, this was the first time he had encountered such an abnormal thing.
The chaotic energy was very fierce.
However, everyone present was a famous mighty figure in the Wilderness after all. They all used their divine powers to protect themselves.
Bang!
Another explosion sounded.
Pa da.
A black shadow landed in the hall of the Purple Cloud Palace.
It was an eyeball, a very strange and huge eyeball. His deep red pupils were filled with a heart-palpitating aura.
Thud, thud.
All the mighty figures knelt on the ground involuntarily.
Pressure!
The moment the eyeball appeared, they felt a terrifying pressure that they could not resist. It was even more powerful than the Saint's pressure emitted by their teacher, Hongjun!
This, this was…
Hongjun felt that his calm Dao heart was broken. As the first Saint in the world, he naturally knew the identity of this eyeball.
Heavenly Dao!
This was the true Eye of Heavenly Dao!
Why?
Why would the Eye of Heavenly Dao appear in the Purple Cloud Palace? What exactly happened?
Puchi.
Just as this thought rose in his mind, a green light suddenly flashed across his eyes. It pierced into the pupil of the Eye of Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, Hongjun finally saw it clearly. The stream of light was actually a sword, an ancient green longsword.
"This is the 3000th time." A young man in green suddenly appeared, his right hand holding the hilt of the sword. He exerted a little force. "It's considered complete."
Huff huff.
Countless streams of light dissipated, and the Eye of Heavenly Dao turned into specks of light that dissipated into the air. The seemingly ordinary longsword had obliterated the omnipotent Heavenly Dao!
Kacha.
The moment the Heavenly Dao dissipated, countless rules and equilibrium in the entire Primordial World were instantly broken. It was like a broken mirror, with cracks and gaps extending out.
The rules of time and space that the Wilderness had been guarding were broken, giving birth to inexplicable branches.
In an instant.
The dissipated Heavenly Dao condensed once again, and the Eye of Heavenly Dao returned. These broken time and space law forks were also integrated, and the broken mirror became smooth and flawless.
"Tsk." Yang Yi, who noticed this change, smacked his lips and did not attack again. He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Hongjun.
"Green Lotus…Saint Venerable?" Hongjun's eyes were wide open, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
"Don't make a sound. We'll meet again if fate permits." Yang Yi waved his hand and disappeared in a flash.
Hongjun's eyes were very dull.
The moment their eyes met, he instantly understood the other party's identity. Of course, he also knew that the other party did this on purpose.
After all, this was a genuine Great Dao Sacred Sovereign. Pangu's brother, 48th-grade Green Lotus Transformation. Compared to him, a Heavenly Dao Saint, the difference was like heaven and earth.
However, Hongjun felt very strange. Why did this Great Dao Sacred Sovereign go against the Heavenly Dao? He had defeated the Heavenly Dao 3,000 times! Three thousand times!
He tried to put himself in the perspective of the Heavenly Dao. Hongjun felt that the Heavenly Dao was about to cry. Was this something humans did?
Forget it.
Hongjun sighed. He couldn't interfere with what the big boss was thinking. He did not dare to ask, nor did he dare to say. It was better to continue preaching honestly.
……
……
Yang Yi was already standing at the foot of Mount Buzhou, his expression slightly sad.
He thought back to the time when he and his little brother Pangu traveled around the Chaos naked before the judgment of the Primordial Chaos. It was as if it had happened yesterday. But in the blink of an eye, they were separated forever.
Of course, he knew that Pangu's death was his own choice. The Heavenly Dao's scheme was only a catalyst.
But Yang Yi still couldn't get over it. Even though he had attained the Great Dao, he still did not abandon his seven emotions and six desires. Not only that, but he had also regained his original nature from his previous life.
That's right, he was a transmigrator.
From Huaxia on Earth, he had transmigrated to Primordial Chaos. It turned into a lotus. They met Pangu and called each other brothers. By chance, he had broken the Primordial Shackles and obtained the origin of the Great Dao.
He suddenly turned his head.
Yang Yi realized that Hun Dun was gone. The little brother died, and the Wilderness took shape. After skipping the Dragon Han Initial Tribulation, Hongjun had already given his second sermon in the Purple Cloud Palace.
Yang Yi had tried to revive Pangu, but his will remained in the Primordial World. However, he clearly rejected her.
This was because Pangu's resurrection had to be paid at the price of replaying Chaos. The little brother didn't want his efforts to go to waste. He loved this land and the people here.
His little brother had grown up and started to have his own ideas.
Yang Yi had no choice but to compromise. However, this did not prevent him from venting his anger on Tiandao. After doing it three thousand times, Yang Yi finally felt comfortable.
But now, there was a big problem in front of him.
Yang Yi didn't know what to do.
Treasure hunting? Collect merit points? Cultivate? He felt that all of this was completely meaningless.
In the entire Wilderness, there was no treasure that could compare to his main body. Merit was the leek of the Heavenly Dao, so it was useless to him. As for cultivation, he could indeed increase his level. However, meditating once would probably allow him to jump directly from the prehistoric era to the modern era…
Why don't I find a girl to talk about my dreams?
Yang Yi suddenly had a thought.
Congratulations on receiving an invitation. Do you want to join the dimensional exchange group?
Looking at the flashing screen in front of him, Yang Yi blinked.
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