This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 822 - 435: The Heavenly Emperor Dies Violently!

[Doesn't this mean that I've taken an unconventional, higher-end path in the Killing Dao!]

Ming River said, unable to suppress the corner of his mouth.

He laughed and said: [Plus, as the originator of Killing Destiny Merit, the effect is even more incredible!]

[The harsher the killing, the better the Qi Fortune; the more enemies there are, the unluckier they become; the unluckier they become, the harsher the killing... over and over again.]

[In this way, hasn't my Great Dao become established!]

The Three Pure Ones laughed after hearing Ming River's theory.

[Daoist, you truly are a talent in killing!]

The three Heavenly Venerates all gave high praise to this.

This way of attaining Dao, which could be called "exploiting a bug," was thought up by him.

The Killing God's mindset is indeed exceptionally unique.

The key thing is, he actually pulled it off!

Indeed, the Slaughter Demon God born in Chaos knows nothing of a true Killing Dao!

When it comes to slaying, we must look to our Primordial-born Holy Ones!

Besides a few Saints, all the gods and divines fell into collective silence.

No…but, brother.

Are you really…capable of this?!

"If he can do it, so can we!"

Thus, inspired by Ming River's "success story," the entire Primordial realm erupted into an unprecedented "sect-founding frenzy!"

Countless Great Powers followed suit, announcing the establishment of their own sects.

Even Meng Wuyou, who seemed detached from worldly affairs while stationed in the Underworld, solemnly announced the formal founding of his "Return to Dreams Sect," with the doctrine "All beings can enter dreams, one dream dispels a thousand sorrows."

In the end, they all followed Ming River and shouted that key True Word.

"The Human Dao shall emerge!"

Then…

Merit, indeed, appeared.

Establishing one's doctrine, spreading the Great Dao in the Mortal World, aiding the development of Human Dao, certainly brings Merit.

Human Dao Qi Fortune also emerged.

As Human Dao was newly born, everyone participated in "angel round investment" under their respective Great Dao, naturally receiving a portion of original shares and some Qi Fortune benefit.

However, no one attained Dao.

Almost everyone who spread the Great Dao in the Mortal World, every Holy One, had a part, everyone practiced merits, everyone gained virtues.

But why was it only Ming River who could ascend in one step, attesting merit and becoming a Saint?

Because he not only invested but "went all in" with everything he had!

With a broad imagination, he walked an unusual path of the Killing Dao, born to face calamity.

Moreover, an impending great calamity is sure to befall the Primordial realm.

And Ming River, in facing the calamity, became a Saint, embarking on the path of Killing Destiny!

"Who was it! Who initially said this guy was the Primordial's number one unlucky guy!"

"The unlucky god is no longer unlucky, having become a Saint in the Killing Dao—is this still the Primordial I once knew?"

"Pangu God, I beg you! Send down a light of the Heavenly Creation Axe and chop this glitching guy to death!"

Those Holy Ones, filled with hope but ultimately only receiving a "participation award," completely lost their composure and inwardly complained.

Of course, everyone could merely grumble inwardly.

When it's time to offer congratulations, the facade must still be maintained.

Such as now.

"Congratulations to Ming River Daoist, for accomplishing Holy Virtue, indestructible through myriad calamities!"

All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, whether sincerely or insincerely, all sent congratulatory Divine Thoughts.

"Hahaha! Fellow Sect Hierarchs, mutual congratulations, mutual congratulations!"

Ming River, in high spirits at this joyous occasion, cheerfully reciprocated to all parties with folded hands.

He was not wrong.

On this day, within the Primordial True Realm and All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, countless large and small sects were established, and many "Sect Hierarchs" with a name but no substance appeared out of thin air.

However, these "Sect Hierarchs" have a world of difference compared to Epoch Sect Leaders like the Six Saints.

But everyone loves to hear good words.

Thus, as Ming River reciprocated, all the Holy Ones instantly felt honored, and their last bit of frustration faded away.

Replacing it was unprecedented ambition and limitless yearning for their respective Great Dao.

"Today, with all Saints emerging, Ming River attains Dao, what does this indicate?"

"It indicates a bright future! It signifies the Great Dao is not out of reach!"

"This era of ours, is the best era! There's hope for all beings!"

"Exactly right! Time waits for no one! Let's go, retreat into seclusion!"

"Hahaha, no more seclusion! Let's shake things up! I'll also go to All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds and make a big move like Ming River Daoist!"

A cultivation craze initiated by the Saints and exploded by Ming River swept across the entire Primordial realm.

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In the "sect-founding frenzy" and "cultivation craze" triggered by the Saints' attestation and Ming River's sanctification, which swept through the entire Primordial realm.

The whole world seemed to be immersed in an exhilarating atmosphere of "the Great Dao is right before you, and everyone can attain Dao."

Countless Holy Great Powers, whether stimulated or truly inspired, chose to retreat or take leave.

Or travel the All Heavens, seeking their own opportunities.

The Primordial World, on the surface, appeared to showcase an unprecedented "decentralized" prosperity.

However, beneath this grand festival of celebration, a cold, murderous, and extremely oppressive undercurrent was fiercely converging and fermenting in the looming shadow of Buzhou Mountain.

Witch Clan, Ancestor Witch Hall.

Thirteen towering figures sat around a pool of Pangu's surging heart's blood; the air inside the hall was so heavy it seemed like it could drip water.

Their gazes were all focused on the water mirror.

In the mirror, the slightly "desolate" scene of the Heavenly Court was reflected.

One by one, the stars of the Heavenly Dao Committee's offices dimmed, entering a dormant state.