Filial piety: the supreme emperor

The divine deterrence is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Styx warns players through the game, telling them that Honghuang is experiencing an unprecedented major event, while also advising them not to panic.

The system is working correctly, why do I say this? Because the pressure of the Holy Spirit will inevitably impact the player's physical form or mental consciousness, and even make the body lose control in an instant. In order to prevent players from mistakenly thinking that a new program error has occurred, the Styx has issued a warning message through the system.

Unexpectedly, these players challenged fearlessness and tried to cultivate their minds with the power of deterrence! The power of the saints is so great that it is difficult for players to estimate. Even if it spans the multiverse, its pressure is still enough to make all living beings demented! Reducing the feeling of pain is also a challenge to the boundary of death?

Thanks to Hongjun's profound knowledge, he was able to see the overall situation of the prehistoric world in an instant, noticed this risky action, and immediately reduced the pressure. Otherwise, those unscrupulous players would probably have been "disconnected" and trapped outside the virtual world.

Therefore, the following scene appeared before our eyes: the divine pressure that appeared for the first time was like a treacherous cloud, and it seemed unstable, causing countless cultivators to speculate whether they had failed to achieve enlightenment. However, the pressure suddenly returned, and it was even stronger than before, and the intensity did not exceed the limit of the players' bearing capacity. Hongjun quickly adjusted and cleverly distinguished, and many cultivators who originally planned to confront the pressure immediately gave up this dangerous idea.

There is no defeat in achieving the Tao, this is indeed the attitude of a saint, and the pressure alone is irresistible and terrifying. However, what shocked the monks more was not the saintly power, but the players!

In the west, on Mount Xumi, Jie Yin was stunned, looking at his disciple in disbelief, questioning human nature. When he was about to ask Zhunti in advance, he found that Zhunti was also shocked and even more confused.

Zhunti's heart was in turmoil, and he sighed, "Brother, is this really not the pressure from a saint? Who else could have such a wide range of pressure that left us helpless except a saint?"

Zhunti's affirmation comes from Luohou. Luohou is extremely powerful, surpassing the current Zhunti, but his pressure cannot be compared with this. Therefore, the source of this overwhelming momentum is self-evident.

After thinking this through, Zhunti and Jieyin both accepted that it was normal for them to be unable to resist the pressure. After all, the opponent was a saint, and it was not unusual for them, as Daluo Jinxian, to be unable to resist. But the problem was, their "disciple" seemed to have resisted? Not only that, but behind their painful faces was a look of joy. What was there to be happy about?

"Can they really resist?" Zhunti was full of doubts and didn't dare to believe it easily. It was too bizarre. After all, it was the power of a saint.

While he was thinking, the only direct disciple spoke up, and his level of surprise was no less than his, "Master, Uncle, why are you bowing your heads? Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?" The puzzled look on his face made him mentally collapse.

Zhunti was speechless for a moment, bowed his head and refused to yield, which was to face the pressure head-on, which was difficult to resist! There was no other choice. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was inappropriate. How could a mere Golden Immortal or Mysterious Immortal withstand the pressure of a saint? It was a false thing.

With doubt in his heart, he answered tentatively, "Ahem, my master and my uncle have sensed something unusual. It seems that a cultivator has successfully achieved the Great Dao. His pressure is as vast as the heaven and earth, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"What? The saint that Master is talking about! His power over heaven and earth is very powerful? Why can't I feel it?" Sanzang scratched his bald head with his thick and big hands, his expression was simple and innocent, which stunned Zhunti.

Zhunti even felt that Sanzang's expression was mocking him, as if asking, "Master, why are you so powerless?" Zhunti's blood surged up and he almost spurted out blood. He could not control his anger. Unworthy disciple!

While Zhunti was pondering, Sanzang spoke to other players: "Brothers, what do you think of this pressure from the saint?" As soon as the question was asked, other players who joined Dayin Temple started talking noisily.

"To be honest, it was quite challenging! If it weren't for my strong willpower, it would be hard to resist! However, after enduring the pressure, my cultivation has improved. It's really satisfying!"

"Very good! I hope to see it again! It better be stronger! I'm almost used to it!"

"+1! If the pressure is stronger, maybe I can break through to become a Golden Immortal! Request the Saint to increase the pressure!"

"Request the Saint to increase the pressure!"

"I implore you to increase the pressure!"

Zhunti's face was ashen. If he was not at the Golden Immortal level, he would have fainted from anger. I thought Sanzang was bad enough, but I didn't expect it to be worse. As a disciple, how could you be so careless? Haven't you seen that the master is almost unable to hold on? And you are still praying for more pressure? Where do you want to put the master?

Zhunti was furious.

Jie Yin was filled with astonishment, and exclaimed: "It is indeed a disaster. It can even withstand the vast might of heaven! It is truly an existence that is beyond the reach of our generation!"

The series of reactions from the players refreshed Jie Yin's cognition, making his original idea more firm and making him more awed by the Styx.

"Senior Minghe is so powerful that he can transform the disasters that even saints could not resolve and bring blessings to the world! Even we are grateful for his rewards. Otherwise, how could he have accepted so many disciples?"

As he finished speaking, an extremely mysterious voice sounded. When you first listened to it, it seemed to be very close to you, but when you listened carefully, it seemed to be at the other end of the untouchable river of time, making it hard to grasp.

"On the clouds of the Ninth Heaven, I realized the true meaning of the Dao. Beyond the firmament, I shall hold the reins of Heavenly Dao!"

"I am Hongjun, and I have reached the pinnacle of the Dao. Ten thousand years from now, I will explain the Dao of Heaven in the Chaos Purple Sky Palace outside the Thirty-three Heavens. Anyone who is destined to come can listen!"

Hongjun has attained the Dao, and announced that he will give a lecture on the Dao of Heaven in ten thousand years! In an instant, all the cultivators in the prehistoric world knew this information, and whether they were earthly immortals, heavenly immortals, or golden immortals, they were all very excited. This is the first saint in the prehistoric world since the creation of the world. It must be a miracle to be able to listen to his lectures. Even if you get a little inspiration, you will benefit a lot.

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged glances and immediately decided to set off and head towards the outer heaven. However, before setting off, there were still some trivial matters that needed to be explained. "Sanzang, Master wants to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the way of heaven, but it is deep in the chaos and the journey is difficult. Your uncle and I cannot guarantee safety and may face danger, so we cannot lead you."

"You must practice diligently and not be negligent!"

"Do you understand?" After saying this, the two of them disappeared into chaos.

It's not that Zhunti didn't want to take Sanzang with him, but he was not sure. Some mysterious premonition revealed danger, and the journey to chaos might be full of dangers. As expected, according to historical records, when Jie Yin and Zhunti arrived at Zixiao Palace in the past, they were in a very miserable state, as if they had suffered a major life-and-death disaster.

On the other side, Sanzang looked strange when he heard Zhunti's words.

Unable to lead to Zixiao Palace?

It’s okay, I have the rule…