Primordial Era: The Pure White Lotus, purifying all laws.

Chapter 13: Hongjun's Intervention, Houtu's Threat

"No, that's a sage preaching; how could we miss such an opportunity?"

Yuanshi realized that he could no longer understand the two of them.

Over the years, they have traveled extensively, exchanging ideas and discussing philosophy with people everywhere.

Now, when sages preach, they disdain them.

That was a sage, the first sage in the primordial world!

Didn't they feel that terrifying pressure?

Laozi and Tongtian did not answer, seemingly determined not to go.

"you……"

Yuanshi hesitated, then suddenly flicked his sleeve and flew away towards the outside of Kunlun Mountain.

"If you won't go, I will!"

Yuanshi left in anger, leaving only his voice echoing in the Kunlun Mountains.

East China Sea.

"Little sister, the sage is preaching; this is an opportunity not to be missed. Let's go."

Fuxi said to Nuwa.

Nuwa shook her head and said, "Brother, you go ahead, I won't go."

She also guessed that Hongjun was from that day.

She was not bound by fate, so she naturally wouldn't listen to the other person's sermons.

As for my elder brother...

Since the elder said he should let things take their natural course, then let him go.

"what?"

Just as Fuxi was about to say something, he suddenly thought of Danyangzi.

It turned out to be the case.

Since my younger sister has the opportunity to attain enlightenment, she should certainly not be subservient to others.

"Fine, I'm not going."

Perhaps his path lies in the Purple Cloud Palace, but how could he stand on the side of outsiders?

It's better not to listen to this.

……

"What a variable! I have already attained enlightenment, yet I still cannot fathom him."

Hongjun's face was gloomy.

What angered him most was that the secrets of heaven were now in complete chaos, and even he couldn't figure out what that damned variable had done.

When the secrets of heaven are disrupted, the great trend will begin, and his plans will inevitably be impacted.

Hongjun's divine sense swept across the entire prehistoric world.

The key focus is on the sea area where the pursuer was initially lost.

Hongjun found Fangzhang Island, but he did not see the other party's figure there, nor did he leave even a trace of his aura.

He searched the entire prehistoric world, but still couldn't find any trace of the other party.

"It seems that only those who have attained the Dao can expose him."

Hongjun was unwilling, but had no choice but to give up.

Hopefully, there won't be too many variables.

……

"The real show is about to begin. I wonder how he'll react when he discovers that Laozi and the others haven't gone to Zixiao Palace, and that Jieyin and Zhunti have stopped crying."

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Wuchen's mouth.

He really wanted to see this show, but unfortunately he didn't dare to.

We can't go.

Once you go there, you will automatically become a disciple of the Xuanmen sect, an innocent person of the same generation as Hongjun.

They will also be bound by the laws of Heaven.

Wuchen shook his head, closed his eyes again, and continued to nurture the green lotus.

Hongjun has already attained enlightenment; he must hurry up and break through.

The impact of the variable Wuchen was ultimately only on a minority; the vast majority of beings in the primordial world were still very enthusiastic about the opportunity to hear the sage preach.

Countless creatures soared into the sky and rushed into the chaos.

The entire primordial world fell silent instantly.

However, Zixiao Palace is located in the chaos, and only those of the Great Luo level can go there.

Even the great Luo might not be able to reach it.

Most living beings either gave up voluntarily, were trapped in the chaos, or were even directly annihilated by the chaotic gales.

Very few beings can truly traverse the chaos in search of the Purple Cloud Palace, and even fewer can actually reach it.

While countless beings rushed towards the chaos in search of the Zixiao Palace, the Wu tribe, led by Dijiang, left Buzhou Mountain and headed towards the depths of the Blood Sea.

"Um?"

Hongjun had just moved the Zixiao Palace into the chaos when he suddenly had a whim.

The secrets of heaven are not revealed, and cannot be calculated.

He could only look down at the primordial wilderness, and when he saw the Wu Clan heading into the depths of the Blood Sea, his face instantly darkened.

"Damn variable!"

Hongjun couldn't help but curse under his breath, and then took a step forward.

They blocked the path of the Wu tribe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches frowned, and a boundless aura of malevolence suddenly spread out.

"What does the sage mean by this?"

Di Jiang suppressed the killing intent in his heart and coldly questioned.

Hongjun said calmly, "Retreat to Buzhou Mountain."

"Oh!"

Dijiang sneered, "Sages govern heaven and earth, yet they also concern themselves with the very place where my Wu tribe resides?"

"I'll say it again, retreat to Buzhou Mountain."

Hongjun, already furious, was clearly getting impatient.

The Wu tribe was an important part of his plan. If they were allowed to retreat into the depths of the Blood Sea, who would bear the consequences of the Buzhou Mountain?

Moreover, if Houtu were to venture into the depths of the Blood Sea at this time, the situation would completely spiral out of control.

This is something Hongjun absolutely will not allow.

What if I say no?

Dijiang's words also exuded a chilling killing intent.

The other ancestral witches adjusted their positions.

They can deploy the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation as soon as Dijiang gives the order.

It's just that we don't know their current level of understanding.

Could the condensed form of the Father God be effective against the sage Hongjun?

"Do you all truly wish to die?"

Hongjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and an invisible killing intent burst forth from his body.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure also erupted.

The saint's oppressive aura surged like the tide, wave after wave, pressing down on Dijiang and the others until their hearts felt like they were about to stop beating.

With a cracking sound from his bones, his body hunched over uncontrollably.

"Hongjun! Don't push your luck!"

Despite the pressure, Di Jiangqiang gritted his teeth and forced out some sounds.

"No one but God the Father can make us bow down."

If you insist on forcing me, don't blame us for fighting to the death.

After saying this, the Pangu Temple appeared above Dijiang's head.

As the Pangu Temple appeared, the shamans immediately felt the saint's oppressive aura lessen.

Dijiang gazed at Hongjun: "We bear the merit of creating the world, and so does the Father God Temple. If we were to detonate them all at once, even you, a saint, could not bear the burden, could you?"

Hongjun remained unfazed: "You are welcome to give it a try."

As the saying goes, "He who has a lot of debts has nothing to worry about," and he has no shortage of this karma.

Moreover, all the karmic consequences surrounding him might even become his protection.

If he dies, who will repay those karmic debts?

It simply means that achieving one's goals will become more difficult.

Since both sides are the same, there is nothing to fear.

"That's a good opportunity to give it a try. In that case, I'll lead the way."

Houtu walked to the front of the battle.

His gaze toward Hongjun was icy cold, yet tinged with a hint of mockery.

Hongjun's expression changed slightly.

As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he had long since discerned the many great meritorious individuals in the primordial world.

Houtu is one of them.

Furthermore, among the many meritorious individuals, Houtu is the most important one.

It's no exaggeration to say that it's irreplaceable.

Even if the witch clan were wiped out, it wouldn't have a significant impact on him.

Only Houtu cannot die.

If Houtu were forced to her death by him, her position would likely be shattered instantly.

Hongjun gazed at Houtu.

The other person's mocking gaze made him realize something.

Houtu knew her own importance.

But... how is that possible?

That damned variable, at best, is only at the Quasi-Saint realm.

Does he have such abilities?

It should be noted that Hongjun only gained this insight after attaining the status of a Heavenly Saint.

What right do you have to make that damn variable?

"If you're really capable, then kill me with one slap. If you don't have the guts, then get lost. We're not in the mood to waste our breath on you."

Houtu's face was full of sarcasm, as if she had Hongjun completely under her thumb.