Originally, the Heavenly Emperor was quietly comprehending the Dao of Hunyuan in the Heavenly Palace, surrounded by immortal energy and shimmering with precious light.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, as if he sensed something, and an unusual fluctuation entered his heart. This fluctuation was exceptionally strong, instantly jolting him awake from his meditative state.

The Heavenly Emperor frowned slightly, a look of surprise on his face. He clearly sensed that the auras of Daoji and the other sages had vanished without a trace in the vast universe.

At first, the Heavenly Emperor did not think of this situation as too serious.

In his mind, these saints had all cultivated to the Hunyuan realm, their bodies were in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, and they were almost immortal. How could they possibly perish so easily?

However, not long after, several immortals and gods rushed to see the Heavenly Emperor.

These immortals and gods looked panicked. Upon seeing the Heavenly Emperor, they knelt down and kowtowed, urgently exclaiming, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! Sage Daoji has disappeared without a trace, and his sacred site has been broken into by unknown people!"

It turns out that these immortals and gods were the very people who had been banished by Miaozhen earlier.

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor's expression darkened, and he was secretly alarmed.

He knew this was no small matter, so he dared not delay and immediately used his supernatural powers to deduce the secrets of heaven in an attempt to find out the reason behind it.

However, this incident involved the Primordial Saint, and its causes and effects were intricate and complex, far beyond what he could easily calculate. After much effort, the Heavenly Emperor ultimately gained nothing.

With things having come to this point, the Heavenly Emperor made a decisive decision and decided to stop agonizing over the matter alone.

He immediately issued an edict, summoning all the immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court, and led them away from the Heavenly Palace in a grand procession, speeding towards the chaos beyond the heavens.

Along the way, all the immortals and gods had solemn expressions, knowing that they must have encountered an extremely difficult situation.

Before long, they arrived at the location of the Dao Palace.

Upon arrival, the Heavenly Emperor and his entourage saw the children who had been frozen in place by Miaozhen's great supernatural powers.

The children all looked terrified and were unable to move.

Seeing this scene, the Heavenly Emperor and all the immortals and gods felt a chill run down their spines, realizing that something major must have happened.

Without hesitation, the Heavenly Emperor waved his hand and led his celestial beings into the hall with overwhelming force...

The moment they stormed into the hall, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the seat that should have belonged to Daoji.

To everyone's astonishment, the person sitting there at that moment was actually a graceful and elegant female fairy.

Her face was calm and serene, her eyes were slightly closed, and she exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, with a swirling, chaotic mist hanging behind her.

At this moment, Miao Zhen was completely focused on circulating the power of the Heavenly Dao, attempting to seize the past and future of this realm.

Faced with the sudden intrusion of the Heavenly Emperor and others, she seemed completely detached, not even glancing at them.

This indifferent attitude enraged the many gods and immortals present.

"Who exactly are you? How dare you so presumptuously sit on the throne of the Dao Ancestor!" one of the hot-tempered immortals shouted angrily.

"That's right! Where did our Patriarch Daoji go? Did you secretly murder him?" another immortal chimed in.

"Hmph! You think you're worthy of sitting in this position? Get down from here right now! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!" another immortal shouted.

Immediately, various accusations and rebukes rose and fell, but Miaozhen remained as steady as Mount Tai, sitting in her original position without even lifting her eyelids.

She seemed to be completely immersed in the Dao, oblivious to all external interference.

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Emperor couldn't help but frown slightly.

He knew that the woman before him was no ordinary person. To remain calm and composed despite the rebukes of so many immortals and gods meant she must possess extraordinary strength and confidence.

So he gave a wink to the immortals beside him, signaling them to calm down for the time being.

Then, he personally led this group of angry gods and immortals step by step toward the cloud platform opposite.

However, just as they cautiously and slowly stepped forward, something unexpected happened.

The purple bamboo staff, which had been quietly stuck in the ground, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling and radiant divine light.

At first, the bamboo staff stood silently on the ground, its surface only shrouded in wisps of faint, ethereal purple mist.

But at this moment, accompanied by a dazzling display of chaotic divine light, the entire dimly lit hall was illuminated in an instant, just like a brilliant star.

The Heavenly Emperor had never paid much attention to this bamboo staff, and could even be said to have ignored it.

But at this moment, when he witnessed the bamboo staff exhibiting such an astonishing change, he was shocked and immediately stopped in his tracks, quickly fixing his gaze on the bamboo staff that was emitting a mysterious light.

"What...what exactly is going on?"

Someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

At the same time as the exclamation rang out, an indescribable powerful force slowly rippled out from the bamboo staff.

This force, like a surging tide, swept outwards with overwhelming force.

Everyone felt a sudden heaviness in their hearts, as if a massive, incomparably heavy mountain was pressing down on them.

This aura was incredibly powerful, seemingly crushing down from the darkness like primordial chaos; its might and ferocity were simply unbelievable.

Little did they know that this aura originated from the Primordial Dao!

This aura was incredibly powerful, beyond imagination.

It should be noted that even the Heavenly Emperor and others have not yet fully comprehended the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, so how could they possibly withstand the terrifying pressure emanating from the Primordial Dao?

In an instant, everyone present felt short of breath and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily.

In truth, this bamboo staff is not a true embodiment of the Great Dao. If a complete Great Dao were to descend upon this place at this moment, merely being touched by its aura would likely cause everyone present to turn to ashes and vanish into nothingness in an instant.

However, even if the pressure before them was only one-thousandth of the profound mystery contained in the true Great Dao, it was still unbearable for these people.

Their faces were ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, as if they had just gone through a life-or-death ordeal.

At this moment, everyone's heart is filled with endless regret and fear.

They desperately wanted to escape the hall immediately and get away from the source of this terrifying pressure.

However, things did not go as planned. The pressure from the Great Dao was like an endless, invisible tide, surging in continuously, wave after wave, and each wave was stronger and more ferocious than the last.

Faced with such immense pressure, they tried to move their feet, but their bodies seemed to be held down by an invisible force, unable to move an inch.