The bamboo staff was quietly planted in the ground, surrounded by a chaotic divine light, and a faint aura of the Great Dao spread out.
Suddenly, a muffled thud was heard. It turned out that the immortals and gods with relatively weak cultivation could no longer hold on and involuntarily collapsed heavily to the ground without even having time to utter a sound.
The remaining powerful beings, such as the Heavenly Emperor, managed to hold out for a while, but ultimately could not withstand the overwhelming pressure.
They only managed to hold on for a dozen or so moments before they deflated like punctured balloons, collapsing to the ground, utterly listless.
In the blink of an eye, the once solemn and pristine jade ground was now covered with a multitude of immortals and deities lying haphazardly.
These beings, who were usually high above and majestic, were now all lying here in a sorry state. Even the Heavenly Emperor, who was always known for his majesty, was not spared and was also lying on the ground, having lost his former glory.
At that moment, the entire palace fell into a deathly silence.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, with only the bamboo staff planted straight in the ground shimmering with a vast divine light, illuminating every corner of the hall like a dazzling pearl.
As time ticked by, at first, the Heavenly Emperor and those around him tried to struggle and escape their predicament.
However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not shake the overwhelming pressure of the Great Dao in the slightest.
Gradually, they realized that their resistance was futile and they had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, they lay helplessly on the cold ground, as if their spines had been removed. A wave of fear and despair surged through them, causing them immense torment.
The feeling of waiting for an unknown fate to descend is like an extremely sharp dagger, slowly cutting through their mental defenses.
No one knows exactly how much time has passed, perhaps a day, two days, or even longer... until one day, Miaozhen, who had been sitting upright on the high cloud platform, suddenly stirred.
A slight, enigmatic smile played on her lips as she murmured softly, "Alright! I've finally caught you!"
Before she finished speaking, her figure vanished from the cloud platform like a ghost.
Seeing this scene, the Heavenly Emperor and the others below felt a spark of hope rekindle in their previously desolate hearts.
They tried their best to stand up, but the powerful pressure emanating from the bamboo staff was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on them and making it impossible for them to move an inch.
Nevertheless, they refused to give up and continued to struggle, hoping for a miracle.
Unfortunately, reality is always cruel and merciless. After struggling for a while, they could only obediently lie in place and continue to endure the waves of pressure from the Great Dao.
At this moment, Miaozhen appeared silently within the vast and boundless Heavenly Dao, like a fleeting glimpse of a startled swan.
She slightly raised her eyes, and all she could see was a vast, chaotic, and undifferentiated landscape.
With a thought, her powerful divine sense surged forth like a tidal wave, sweeping across the land with overwhelming force, easily piercing through the endless years of the past and future.
In an instant, time seemed to freeze, and everything was fixed at a specific point in time and space.
The next moment, Miaozhen's graceful figure suddenly dissipated like smoke, turning into countless wisps of pure energy that silently merged into the Heavenly Dao.
In the blink of an eye, when she reappeared, she was already standing firmly in a frozen moment in time and space.
At this very moment, in a magnificent Taoist palace in this time and space, Daoji sits upright on a cloud platform, speaking eloquently about the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao.
Below the cloud platform, numerous immortals and deities sat cross-legged in neat rows, each holding their breath and listening intently to Daoji's teachings.
Inside the palace, splendor shone brightly, with flowers fluttering down from the ceiling and dazzling golden lotuses rising from the ground. Auspicious clouds intertwined, transforming into magnificent and colorful clouds that drifted leisurely between heaven and earth.
However, in this peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, a sudden change occurred!
With a deafening roar, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky above everyone's heads. Amidst the blazing light, Miao Zhen, holding a radiant innate sword, slowly stepped out.
Upon seeing this, all the immortals and gods were greatly alarmed and simultaneously raised their heads to look at the sky above.
Miao Zhen smiled and nodded slightly to Dao Ji on the cloud platform before suddenly raising her arm and tossing the sword in her hand.
The moment the sword left his hand, it transformed into a faint glimmer of light, hurtling away like lightning.
In an instant, the sword light flew to Daoji and circled him gently once.
With a hiss, Daoji's body was instantly shredded by the incomparably sharp sword light!
Daoji's Primordial Dao Fruit had been hidden within his past body all along.
At this moment, with the destruction of the physical body, a flawless Dao Fruit, radiating dazzling immortal light, suddenly appeared.
As if sensing an unprecedented and immense crisis, the Dao Fruit instantly transformed into a streak of light, attempting to flee the area.
However, Miao Zhen came here specifically to seize this Primordial Dao Fruit, so how could she let it slip away so easily?
In the blink of an eye, Miaozhen suddenly raised her right hand and gently touched the ground with her jade finger.
In an instant, dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a powerful Heavenly Divine Lightning struck down with earth-shattering force, hitting the Dao Fruit that was trying to escape.
A loud "boom" was heard, and this space-time belonging to the past seemed to tremble.
Under this earth-shattering blow, the seemingly indestructible Dao Fruit was instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments that shot towards the endless depths of the void like meteors.
Faced with this situation, Miaozhen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer: "Hmph, things have come to this point, yet you still dare to struggle and try to escape, you're dreaming!"
She swiftly extended her jade-like hand, palm flat and open, and in a flash, she summoned the universe within her palm.
In an instant, her jade hand swept across the sky, enveloping the entire universe. An incomparably powerful suction force emerged from Miaozhen's palm, as if it wanted to absorb the entire universe into it.
The scattered fragments of Dao Fruit, drawn by this force, changed direction and, like birds returning to their nests, rapidly converged into Miao Zhen's palm.
In the blink of an eye, all those fragments of Dao Fruit were taken into Miao Zhen's palm.
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