"Alas~"

Another guest arrived at the Black Shop.

It was the Great Moon God, Wang Shu.

She did not attend her sister's wedding in person but chose to watch the live broadcast with Xuanqing here.

Seeing the celestial wedding completed, Wang Shu's expression was somewhat complex.

She seemed happy for Chang Xi, yet also somewhat lamenting the unfair circumstances her sister had to endure.

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Eons passed, time flowed like a river.

In the mundane worlds of all heavens, it was sufficient to turn seas into mulberry fields, allowing countless civilizations to rise and fall in succession.

Yet in the Primordial Universe, this was merely a brief seclusion for the sacred beings, or a move and wait in a grand game of chess.

Since the new Heavenly Emperor took the throne and smoothly established the "Demon Sect," declaring it before the Three Realms, the entire Primordial universe entered into a new era of development—calm on the surface, yet turbulent beneath.

The establishment of the Demon Sect was like a boulder cast into a tranquil lake.

It completely shattered the old order led by the Innate Sacred, providing countless Postnatal Spirits with an unprecedented path to defy fate and ascend through the celestial ranks.

This triggered a fierce transformation and clash of ideas within the lower and middle echelons of the Primordial Universe.

Meanwhile, the Witch Clan continued to exert effort.

On one hand, they used the power of "Refining a fake into a real" to fabricate "wild history" for the Demon Clan; on the other, they united all divine beings opposed to the Demon Clan to establish a unified front.

The Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan were both silently amassing strength.

And at this crucial moment of turbulent changes and the transition of old and new orders.

A bell toll filled with ancient dignity and the profound sound of the Great Dao unexpectedly rang out.

The bell tolled nine times, clear and melodious, its sound neither metal nor jade, yet seemingly containing the fundamental Order and Law of the universe.

Instantly it penetrated the endless barriers of time and space, clearly reaching the True Spirit of every being in the Primordial Universe.

All who heard the bell, regardless of their level of cultivation or origin, were shaken in spirit, resonated with the Great Dao, and instantly comprehended the meaning of the bell—

The third meeting of the Purple Cloud Palace is about to commence!

With the announcement of this news, the entire Primordial Universe was once again set ablaze.

By now, even mundane beings were mostly aware that the Purple Cloud Palace was the highest decision-making place for the future path of the Primordial Universe!

The first two meetings of the Purple Cloud Palace each brought about immense and drastic changes to the Primordial, with far-reaching influences.

To this day, these effects continue to ferment.

In the first meeting, the Holy Heavenly Emperor established the Order of the Primordial Universe and the Ten Thousand Worlds, promoted the Heavenly Dao Academy, ushering in the golden age of divine governance and the flourishing of the Heavenly Dao.

In the second meeting, the Holy Heavenly Emperor and Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun jointly lectured, expounding on the "Five Daluo Methods" and the "Immortal Dao Eight Techniques" as two great cultivation systems.

They also issued the "Hundred No Taboo Order," directly spawning a brilliant era of "Daluo Explosion."

This indirectly triggered the subsequent boundless tide of "Opening New Primordial" and "Chaos Dao."

So, what surprises and changes will this third meeting of the Purple Cloud Palace bring to the Primordial Universe?

The hearts of all beings are filled with endless curiosity and anticipation.

Thus, just like the scenes before the convening of the previous two meetings.

Rays of divine light, some brilliant, some restrained, some domineering, some peaceful, gathered from every corner of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, towards the high and mysterious Purple Cloud Palace.

Only this time, the "guests to the Purple Cloud Palace" coming to attend this meeting possessed a level of grandeur and formidable power that was vastly different from the previous two meetings.

Looking over, almost all of those beams of divine light were Da Luo Supremes!

This was the most direct and bountiful result brought about by the previous two meetings of the Purple Cloud Palace!

Why say "almost"?

Because there was a small handful of Taiyi Gods who had only condensed the Da Luo Dao Fruit and had not yet attained Pangu's correction.

Such beings, when placed in All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, are undoubtedly Da Luo Supremes.

But this place?

This is the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Red Dust Guests attending are all the top-tier existences in the Primeval World.

There can be no inadequacies.

Even if they have condensed the Da Luo Dao Fruit and even possess Da Luo Combat Power, without Pangu's correction, they lack the essential foundation to continue advancing on the Da Luo path.

Therefore, this small group of Taiyi Gods insists they are Taiyi, not to be considered Da Luo.

Of course, could there be Da Luo Supremes pretending to be Taiyi due to overplaying their role?

After all, the top Three Flowers of some True Immortals can even be taken off.

Oh right, the Dao Fruits of some Heavenly Immortals can be condensed into Heavenly Books and then taken down during leisure to pretend they are Taiyi.

As for whether similar measures exist for the immortals, Demon Kings, and the sacred that advanced to Da Luo through other paths, it remains unknown.

Outside of the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Chaotic Qi Flow surged turbulently, with ground, fire, water, and wind wreaking havoc, forming a natural barrier that even ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals hesitated to approach.

However, right before the ancient and solemn gates of the Purple Cloud Palace was a peculiar Pure Land, impervious to all laws, repelling all evil.

There stood a Daoist Child dressed in a pale gold Daoist robe, with a handsome face and youthful grace amidst a steady demeanor, quietly holding a pristine horsetail whisk at the side of the palace gates, welcoming every Primordial Sacred arriving to listen to the Dao.

This was naturally Hao Tian.

He stood facing those powerful Primordial Great Powers with aura like an abyss, with a composed demeanor as he erected a signboard.

It read: Collection Point.

Thus many of the Great Gods were given a figurative autumn breeze.

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