This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1094 - 510: Xuanyuan's Reign; Northern Ghost Emperor_5

However, for most of the immortals, they did not know what this sudden change meant.

They only instinctively felt that some great event had occurred.

Only those whose cultivation reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal or the pinnacle of Da Luo Golden Immortal could clearly capture the deeper changes from the unseen realms!

"This... is the blessing of the Infinite Heavenly Venerate?"

In the Heavenly Court, within the Palace of the Polestar, a Daluo Immortal Official was handling state affairs when he suddenly raised his head, his face showing an expression of disbelief.

He could distinctly feel a Daoist rhyme, pure to the utmost, containing 'life' and 'hope,' continuously integrating into his Da Luo Dao Fruit, causing his cultivation, stagnant through countless Primordial Meetings, to show faint signs of loosening!

"How is it possible! The blessing of the Infinite Heavenly Venerate is supposed to be useful only for immortals of Taiyi and below! Why can even we, Da Luo, benefit from it?"

"Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable! Compared to the previous blessings from the unseen realms like trickling streams, this time the blessing is nearly as if the Heavenly River is flooding, with improvements in both quality and quantity by over a hundredfold!"

"I feel my not yet perfect Da Luo Dao Fruit is swiftly advancing towards the Perfect Realm!"

For a moment, the entire Heavenly Court, even the whole Primordial 365 paths of True Gods, innumerable families of Daluo Immortals, fell into unprecedented joy and trembling!

And who brought about this change, do we even need to guess?

Besides the three Daoist Ancestors of the Three Pure Ones who created the Mystic Sect and wield the highest authority in the Primordial, who else possesses such supreme Great Power to change heaven and earth?

After a brief shock came surging waves of endless gratitude and reverent praise!

"Praise the Three Pure Ones Daoist Ancestors!"

"Praise Blessed Life Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

The voice gathered into a rushing torrent, echoing throughout the Thirty-Three Heavens, never dissipating.

...

In the deep Chaos far away, in a strange world woven from countless Space Laws.

An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a green Daoist robe, holding a lush green willow branch, slowly opened eyes that seemed to contain boundless space.

His face, calm like an ancient well, showed a slightly amused smile.

"Hehe, Jiang Chen's Dao Fruit? Two-faced in nature, Silence and Blessed Life... truly good means and good calculations."

"Daoist Xuanqing's playstyle always brings refreshing experiences."

He chuckled.

He lightly chanted towards the direction of the Primordial World.

"I, Yang Mei, praise the Three Pure Ones Daoist Ancestors!"

"Praise Blessed Life Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

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While the entire Mystic Sect was immersed in that unprecedented blessing frenzy.

A hefty figure filled with a sense of age walked steadily on the White Jade Steps leading to Yuxu Palace.

"White Crane Child is here to await the General on behalf of the three masters as per their Dharma Decree."

The child bowed to Chiyou and said crisply.

Upon hearing this, Chiyou's heart trembled.

General?

He had not yet received Xuanyuan's formal appointment nor the final recognition of the Saints, why would this child address him thus?

Not daring to be disrespectful, he immediately returned a more respectful salute to the White Crane Child, his voice tinged with a trace of trepidation.

"Sinner Chiyou cannot assume such a title, please, Immortal Child, do not bring ruin upon me."

The White Crane Child smiled slightly at his words and said: "The General needn't be overly modest; the masters are all-knowing, seeing past and future, and since you hold such fate, we naturally dare not neglect."

Having said this, he stepped aside, making a gesture of invitation.

"The three masters are waiting inside. General, please proceed."

Chiyou took a deep breath, suppressing the myriad thoughts in his heart, adjusted the worn hemp garment he was wearing, and walked steadily into the legendary Supreme Taoist Field representing the highest authority of the Mystic Sect.

Inside the palace, it was not as resplendent and filled with Immortal Qi as Chiyou had imagined.

Everything here seemed so simple, so unadorned.

Only three Daoists, with presences as deep as the ocean, seeming to merge with the Great Dao, sat quietly on three meditation cushions.

They bore no earth-shattering aura nor any extraordinary supernatural phenomena.

Yet merely sitting there, they appeared to be the center of this world, the ultimate destination of all Great Dao Laws.

Upon seeing these three towering figures, Chiyou immediately wanted to kneel and perform the great rite of worship.

However, he found himself unable to bend his knees no matter what.

A gentle yet unresistable force firmly supported his body.

"Rise."

A flat voice sounded slowly from the mouth of the central Daoist.

That voice, devoid of emotion, yet seemed to contain the purest initial Daoist rhyme of the world, calming Chiyou's originally nervous and uneasy heart instantly.

"Why have you come?"

Chiyou dared not conceal anything; he immediately detailed his purpose and the guidance from Nuwa, explaining everything thoroughly.