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

Chapter 14: The Majesty of a Sage Within the Purple Cloud Palace

Hongjun's face was gloomy, and his overwhelming saintly aura enveloped everyone in the Wu Clan. Even the celestial phenomena became dim because of his emotions.

Many members of the Wu clan who were not at the required level felt as if the blood in their bodies had stopped flowing.

My heart was about to stop beating.

The Pangu Palace above Dijiang's head trembled violently, as if it were about to collapse.

Nevertheless.

From the lowest levels of the witch clan to the lowest-ranking witch clans, no one showed the slightest fear on their faces.

What harm is there in a sage?

The sons of the Wu tribe know nothing of fear; at worst, they will simply die.

"very good."

Hongjun finally suppressed the overwhelming rage in his heart, coldly uttered two words, and then disappeared from the spot.

"snort!"

Dijiang couldn't help but let out a soft snort, his expression carrying a hint of contempt.

Even saints are just like that.

Houtu breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for that senior's guidance, she really wouldn't know how important she was to the prehistoric world.

Without knowing this, there would be no forced retreat of Hongjun.

If a real fight breaks out, how could the Wu tribe possibly stand a chance?

Even if they are not wiped out on the spot, they will probably suffer heavy losses.

The Wu tribe owes a great debt for this cause and effect.

Houtu looked at Dijiang: "Elder brother, what will become of our Wu tribe in the future..."

"Stop, we'll talk about this later."

Dijiang interrupted Houtu, but who knows if Hongjun is still watching them?

If he hears this, what will happen?

Therefore, if their negligence harms that person, their sins are grave.

Houtu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly shut her mouth.

It was a mistake that almost exposed that person.

"Set off."

Dijiang turned around, waved his hand, and led his people to continue into the depths of the Blood Sea.

Zixiao Palace.

Upon his return, Hongjun sat cross-legged in the hall, the anger in his expression having dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

If you can't even control your own emotions, what kind of saint are you?

"variable."

Hongjun murmured softly, while secretly pondering in his heart.

The variable seemed to be somewhat beyond his expectations.

With the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint or even a Great Luo Immortal, one can foresee the future of Houtu.

Even he couldn't do it back then.

The variable possessing such abilities will inevitably become his biggest obstacle.

Unfortunately, the enemy is now in the shadows, while he is in the open.

Unable to pinpoint the opponent, Hongjun could only passively react to each move as it came.

The most urgent task is to deal with the upheaval of the Wu tribe.

Houtu's transformation into reincarnation is an inevitable trend, which even he, after attaining the Dao, cannot stop. However, he can control when and how Houtu transforms into reincarnation.

He can escape the cycle of reincarnation, but the underground passage must never be reopened, otherwise his plans will be severely impacted.

The slightest mistake could lead to failure.

To prevent the tunnels from reviving, the Heavenly Dao must be powerful enough.

The number of sages can nurture the Way of Heaven.

According to his plan, there should be six sages in the Heavenly Dao, all of whom are disciples of the Xuanmen sect. Houtu will be reincarnated after the six sages of the Heavenly Dao attain enlightenment.

Only in this way can the Heavenly Way completely suppress the Earthly Way.

Prevent its resurgence.

However, Tu entered the Blood Sea ahead of time, and the Three Pure Ones and the others were already a step too late.

"The Three Pure Ones!"

Hongjun suddenly seemed to remember something, and his divine sense suddenly enveloped the entire prehistoric world.

"really!"

Seeing that Laozi, Tongtian, and Nuwa were still in Kunlun Mountain and the East Sea, showing no intention of coming to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao, Hongjun's face darkened again.

That damned variable could see through Houtu's future.

Lao Tzu and others were no exception.

The fact that the three of them showed no intention of coming to listen to the teachings indicates that the damned variable had not spared them either.

The situation is spiraling further out of control.

"The three of us are a small matter; continuing to ignore the variables is a big problem."

We need to find a way to bring them to justice.

"Otherwise, if he continues to sabotage things, my plan will surely fail."

While pondering, Hongjun waved his sleeve.

But as the rules of Heaven flowed, a spatial rift suddenly opened up inside the hall.

Laozi, Tongtian, Nuwa, and Fuxi fell out of it.

Hongjun forcibly brought the four of them from the prehistoric world to this Zixiao Palace.

The four of them looked at Hongjun with expressions of horror.

Is this what a saint is?

Isn't the gap a bit too big?

Laozi was the first to regain his composure. He glanced at Tongtian and the other two, then bowed slightly to Hongjun: "I wonder what orders the Sage has summoned us for?"

Nuwa and the other two all focused their gazes on Hongjun.

They each harbored their own anxieties.

The elders said, "One should not be bound by the will of Heaven," but today it seems that they are being forcibly bound.

What is the solution to this situation?

Since their seniors didn't say anything, they couldn't think of a solution for the time being.

"Confess the truth, and you may be spared death."

Hongjun's icy voice echoed in the hall, and the terrifying pressure of a saint enveloped the four of them, making them unable to straighten their backs.

I even had a strange urge to kneel down and worship.

The four gritted their teeth, strained their bodies, and withstood the pressure.

You must not kneel, you absolutely must not kneel.

If they kneel down, they may never have another chance to attain enlightenment.

Even if they exist, they are bound by fate.

Lao Tzu, steeling himself, asked, "What is the sage referring to?"

Hongjun glanced sideways, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Lao Tzu suddenly felt a terrifying force strike his chest.

"Bang!"

Lao Tzu's body suddenly flew backward and crashed heavily into the wall.

"puff!"

After falling to the ground, Laozi felt a burning sensation in his throat and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Its energy instantly waned.

Laozi stared at Hongjun in utter shock. With just a glance, the other party had inflicted a Dao injury on him that was difficult to heal.

Isn't that a bit too much?

"Brother!"

Once he came to his senses, Tongtian took a step and rushed to Laozi's side.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Tongtian helped Laozi up, and upon sensing Laozi's injuries, he suddenly turned to look at Hongjun, an invisible sword intent bursting forth from his body.

"A sage, what a sage!"

"snort!"

Hongjun merely snorted coldly, and a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky.

"Bang!"

Tongtian was instantly forced to the ground, completely out of control.

"Click click click..."

He struggled desperately, but even the cracking of his bones was to no avail. Instead, he was injured and blood involuntarily spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Third brother!"

Upon seeing this, Laozi flew into a rage and with a wave of his hand, reversed the yin and yang.

"boom!"

The Yin-Yang laws collapsed instantly, and Laozi's body collapsed beside Tongtian, but Hongjun did not make any move.

Da Luo was powerless to resist the sage.

Nuwa and Fuxi exchanged a glance, and both saw despair in each other's eyes.

The gap is too big.

They had no idea how to break this deadlock.

Hongjun then said calmly, "Although I intend to take three of you as my disciples, it is not important whether you are willing or not, and it is not that I cannot do without you."

He glanced sideways at Fuxi.

"Your life or death is of no concern to me."

Hongjun's gaze shifted to Nuwa, a faint smile playing on his lips. He threatened, "You wouldn't want your brother to die because of an outsider, would you?"