Chaos, outside the Purple Cloud Palace.

The void is the eternal background here, where the concept of time and space twists, folds, and even dissolves.

There is no up or down, no past or future, only endless chaotic energy surging, sometimes coalescing into indescribable monstrous shadows, sometimes exploding into myriad streams of fragmented energy, roaring like thunder, or wailing sharply like a lament.

Ordinary immortal gods, upon arriving here, would be assimilated in an instant, their divine souls dissolved, their dao bodies crumbling, becoming part of the chaos.

A goddess dressed in elegant palace attire, with a peerless face, stood quietly not far from the palace.

Meng Wuyou, somewhat entranced, was staring at the plaque, her eyes clear as autumn water, flashing a hint of indescribable peculiar expression.

"Purple Cloud Palace..." she murmured, her voice unusually clear within the chaos, yet carrying a touch of dreamlike and ethereal feeling.

"Xuanqing, that fellow, deliberately using my name, wanting to weave an eternal dream for the Daoist Ancestor?"

Meng Wuyou moved her lotus steps lightly, silently penetrating the layers of invisible restrictions surrounding the Purple Cloud Palace.

These restrictions seemed non-existent to her.

She pushed open the heavy doors of the Purple Cloud Palace, as if they bore the weight of an entire epoch.

"Creak—"

Accompanied by a long, slightly dry sound, the palace doors slowly opened.

In an instant, a majestic vastness, yet forcibly confined within a specific range, came rushing forth with terrifying pressure.

Yet Meng Wuyou merely brushed her sleeve lightly, and the pressure vanished like spring snow meeting sunshine, disappearing without a trace.

The scene inside the palace instantly came into view.

In the center of the expansive hall stood a towering nine-tiered cloud platform.

On the cloud platform, an immortal-like Daoist, with a mystical robe and bound hair, sat cross-legged.

By the Daoist's side, surrounded by three towering figures, were the Three Pure Ones.

One held a Dao Map, another uplifted a Jade Ruyi, while the last carried an Ancient Sword, each occupying a position, with Great Dao runes flowing around them, chanting ancient and mysterious Dao sounds.

Every thread of Dao sound seemed to contain the power of Creation of Heaven and Earth, transforming into tangible Order Chains, layer upon layer, binding Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor firmly on the cloud platform.

"Daoist Ancestor, stop struggling, harmonize with the Dao!"

"From now on, you are the master of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Pangu transformed into the Primordial, the Heavenly Dao resides above; that is Pangu's brain, Pangu's will, and you are now advancing towards Primordial Infinite, heading towards Pangu True Master!"

"The Great Dao is before you, do not retreat!"

"Advance, advance!"

Each word from the Three Pure Ones echoed like a morning bell, containing the supreme principles of the Great Dao, constantly impacting Hong Jun's mind.

Beside the Three Pure Ones, more pieces of ethereal and luminous spiritual light flashed.

These lights were not corporeal but projections from the Great Dao True Realm of the divine ranks.

The silhouettes of divine ranks appeared sporadically, each different in form, some with three heads and six arms, some blue-faced with sharp teeth, some majestically divine, some brimming with murderous aura.

Most of their faces were obscured, features veiled in mist, yet their eyes were distinct, each gleaming with wisdom, compassion, majesty, or coldness.

Under the guidance and blessing of the Dao sounds of the Three Pure Ones, the radiance in those eyes grew increasingly intense and bright.

They assisted the three supreme gods in suppressing Hong Jun.

Seeing Meng Wuyou gracefully step in, those divine rank silhouettes originally focused on suppressing Hong Jun slightly tilted their heads, saluting in her direction from afar.

"True God of Innocence, Supreme Venerable, True Master of Grace..." Meng Wuyou looked at these familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar divine rank silhouettes, reciting their titles as if counting treasures.

A nostalgic smile crept onto her lips.

Years ago, when the three titans of the Netherworld jointly researched and deduced this Great Dao True Realm, they exuberantly crafted many strange and powerful divine ranks to complete the architecture of the True Realm.

At that time, Wangchuan imagined one day this Great Dao True Realm could truly transform the abstract into reality, and its myriad of divine ranks could turn into authentic powerful divine spirits, joining them in conquering the all-encompassing worlds, creating unparalleled dominance.

Who could have guessed that, as time passed, the past jokes and fantasies would actually come to fruition to some extent.

These gods, born of concepts and deductions, indeed "walked" out of the True Realm in a peculiar way, participating in the most elite contest of Primordial.

Although, at this moment, they were not battling across the heavens but were joined with the three supreme gods to suppress the former Immortal Dao Ancestor—Hong Jun.

"Such destiny and cause of this are truly... beyond words." Meng Wuyou felt myriad emotions, yet her smile grew ever radiant.

She ceased to be an observer, her form merging into the divine ranks.

In the next moment, her elegant palace attire fluttered without wind, and her aura suddenly transformed.

Boom—

A surge of pure and ultimate Dream Power exploded!

A gigantic, vivid scarlet Other Shore Flower quietly blossomed behind her, its petals layer upon layer, extraordinarily captivating.

As the petals unfolded, a dense scarlet mist rapidly spread like a living tide, engulfing the entire Purple Cloud Palace in an instant.

Within this scarlet mist, the laws of the Three Thousand Dreams began to fervently evolve and expand.

Meng Wuyou used her boundless imagination as a brush and Dream Realm Power as ink to begin sketching and shaping the specific forms of those indistinct divine ranks.

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