When the sun rose in the east, Sect Hierarch Tongtian came to Daluo Mountain.

From afar, the intense sunlight seemed to illuminate every corner here. Beneath the dazzling sunlight, the Daluo Mountain Sacred Realm seemed to be cloaked in a golden garment.

Between the mountains, purple mists were rising, with strands of fog hanging over the mountaintops, the rich fragrance pervading the valleys.

On the spring mountain fields, wildflowers were competing to bloom, their bright colors woven into a brilliantly extravagant carpet of flowers. As the breeze brushed by, the multicolored auspicious halos intertwined, forming a dreamlike illusion.

Between the valleys, the Spiritual Spring gushed from the rocks, its clear waters shimmering like silver, and under the sunlight, the spring was filled with a blue glow as if it had gathered from the heavens. Not far off, a towering waterfall hung over the cliff, swaying like a curtain of silver, with droplets splashing, sounding like celestial music.

Among this beautiful scenery, idle Immortal Cranes and Qilins roamed, tranquil and beautiful, seemingly blending into the scenery of the valley.

Sect Hierarch Tongtian rode on the Kui Niu to descend upon Xuan Du Cave in Daluo Mountain. His features were resolute, and his deep eyes seemed to hold the seas of stars, awe-inspiring to the extent that people dared not look directly. His hair fluttered in the wind, and he wore a blue long robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns, exuding extraordinary nobility.

However, at the moment, his expression seemed somewhat grave, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if harbouring unresolved worries in his heart.

Great Master Xuan Du, a disciple under Taiching Saint, upon learning of Sect Hierarch Tongtian's arrival, immediately came to greet him. Great Master Xuan Du stood tall and dignified, wearing a solemn Daoist robe. After seeing Sect Hierarch Tongtian, he immediately performed a salute, his demeanor filled with respect and awe: "This disciple Xuan Du failed to meet the uncle master from afar, I hope uncle master can forgive me."

Sect Hierarch Tongtian nodded slightly, his expression easing somewhat: "Nephew, no need for such formalities. I have important matters to discuss with your master. Lead me to see him quickly."

"Yes, uncle master, please follow me."

Great Master Xuan Du obeyed, leading Sect Hierarch Tongtian through layers of celestial mist to Eight Sceneries Palace. The palace soared high, with flying eaves on the roof, resplendent and solemn.

Entering the palace, they saw incense wafting throughout Eight Sceneries Palace, with celestial music playing gently, a refreshing coolness enveloping the air.

Taiching Saint sat on his throne, his appearance benevolent, his silver hair cascading like a waterfall, his expression seemingly carved, with a serene light in his eyes. He wore an expansive Daoist robe embroidered with Taiji Eight Diagrams, holding a Jade Ruyi in his hand, presenting an otherworldly demeanor.

Sect Hierarch Tongtian approached Taiching Saint and performed a salute, his voice carrying a hint of respect: "Elder brother, I have an important matter to discuss with you."

Taiching Saint nodded lightly, calm in his demeanor as if worldly commotions were none of his concern: "Xuan Du, you may step back."

"Yes."

Great Master Xuan Du bowed respectfully and exited the main hall.

Taiching Saint looked at Sect Hierarch Tongtian, "Speak, what brings you here today?"

Sect Hierarch Tongtian, gazing into Taiching Saint's tranquil eyes, felt the burden in his heart lighten somewhat. He took a deep breath and spoke of his worries one by one.

Taiching Saint listened quietly, his gaze profound as if he had foreseen everything in the world.

When Sect Hierarch Tongtian mentioned that the Hong Jun Taoist Ancestor in Zixiao Palace was an impostor, Taiching Saint's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes, but quickly returning to calm.

His voice still even: "Do not jest, third brother. The Taoist Ancestor has long been one with the Heavenly Dao—it is his abode; whence comes such talk? Do you have conclusive evidence?"

Sect Hierarch Tongtian's gaze was sharp, his fingers tightly clenched into fists, veins faintly visible on the back of his hand: "Evidence? I myself am the evidence! Brother, do you not believe me?"

"Moreover, when I was under the control of that evil thought, I had an encounter with Primordial at Yuxu Palace. It seems he had already sensed something was wrong with me at the time! Humph!"

Taiching Saint was silent for a moment. His face showed little change in expression, but his eyes flickered almost imperceptibly with contemplation. He spoke slowly: "What you have said is most grave; if it is as you claim, then the incident within Zixiao Palace may well concern the safety of the entire Three Realms. However, we should not jump to conclusions rashly. I need to summon Primordial, and the three of us brothers should discuss this matter together to discern the truth."

Sect Hierarch Tongtian nodded, his eyes resolute, as if he was prepared for everything: "Then, please elder brother summon Primordial quickly. This matter is of great importance and brooks no delay."

Taiching Saint nodded slightly, then with a gentle wave of his hand, an Immortal Child beside the throne swiftly departed to summon Heavenly Venerate Yuanshi.

Sect Hierarch Tongtian stood there, his figure as straight as a pine, his gaze piercing through the lavish decorations of Eight Sceneries Palace, as if searching for answers in the distance. Taiching Saint closed his eyes, his face devoid of any emotional fluctuation, but his heart was weighing and pondering ceaselessly.

Both fell into silence.

Outside Eight Sceneries Palace, the Nine Dragon Incense Sedan slowly descended, with nine dragons spewing colorful mist, the sedan emitting a faint fragrance, as if it had descended directly from the Heavenly Realm. Heavenly Venerate Yuanshi, dressed in wide robes and sleeves, bore a solemn countenance, his long eyebrows hanging down to his waist, his eyes deep as the abyss, filled with an ancient and profound light. His stride was steady, like a moving mountain, each step infused with the rhythm of the Dao.

Heavenly Venerate Yuanshi entered Eight Sceneries Palace, and upon seeing Sect Hierarch Tongtian, a hint of perplexed astonishment appeared on his face. He did not expect to encounter Sect Hierarch Tongtian at such a moment.