Chapter 114: Supreme Hongjun Goes Mad, Last Chance

"......"

Supreme Hongjun.

Sensing the fluctuation in Houtu's aura, which was essentially identical to Nuwa's level, Supreme Hongjun fell into deep thought, his face contorted as if constipated.

He had a vulgar curse on his lips, unsure whether he should speak it or not.

Another Heavenly Dao status?

Starting right at the Heavenly Dao level?

Even if his cultivation base had not yet reached it, his strength had absolutely attained the Immortal Hunyuan Infinite Jin Xian Realm.

Screw you!

How can we even interrogate them now? How can we even play this game?

No, are you guys really this absurd, this exaggerated?

What kind of opportunity is this, what exactly is the situation? Is it true that everyone is invincible, everyone rises, and logic no longer needs to be followed?

If Supreme Hongjun is like this, one can imagine the mood of the other powerful ones; they were all utterly floored, as if billions of grassy mud horses had galloped past.

After all, Supreme Hongjun is the Dao Ancestor, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, his status is obvious, but what about the powerful ones of the Primordial World?

Even reaching the Immortal Hunyuan Great Luo Jinxian Realm is indefinitely far off, let alone going further; it is simply impossible to reach that domain.

Yet Nuwa, Houtu, and the rest, one by one, achieved the Dao as easily as eating and drinking, and the Heavenly Dao was even more effortlessly attained; how can we even play this game? Their mental states all shattered.

It is like you and your friend were both ordinary people, but one day your friend says, "I'm not pretending anymore, I've shown my hand; I am the world's richest man." How foul your mood would be goes without saying.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor; greetings, fellow Daoists. May I ask why the Dao Ancestor has come?"

After briefly regulating his breath to stabilize his realm, Houtu turned his gaze to the crowd, bowed slightly, and spoke.

Silence!

Silence as dead as a grave!

The entire Primordial World seemed to fall quiet in that very moment, the atmosphere so oppressive that the very space seemed to have solidified.

Even Supreme Hongjun, even one as strong as Supreme Hongjun, even with a mindset forged from the start of a cycle, could not remain steady at this moment; just look at Supreme Hongjun's constantly shifting expression, and one could imagine a bit.

"You all, what exactly is going on?"

After a long silence, Supreme Hongjun raised his head slightly and looked at Houtu with neither sorrow nor joy.

Although he did not think Houtu would answer, he still harbored a sliver of hope; perhaps he would answer?

"Dao Ancestor, it is not that I am unwilling to speak, but that I cannot. If you wish to know, only the Dao Ancestor himself can seek the answer; I hope the Dao Ancestor will forgive me."

Speaking thus, Houtu paused, then continued: "From now on, I shall hold the Earth Dao. My Wu Clan will no longer enter the Primordial World, nor will we intervene in its struggles. Whether the Dao Ancestor wishes to evolve a tribulation or do something else, let us coexist in peace. What does the Dao Ancestor think?"

"......"

Supreme Hongjun.

Silence, silence once more; Supreme Hongjun's expression became dazed.

In just this short time, have they grown to the point where they can converse with me as equals?

And yet, this is actually the truth?

Supreme Hongjun cracked apart.

The clown is indeed myself after all.

Thinking back to the past, to the image of myself so confident, declaring that everything was under my control, instantly, Supreme Hongjun again wished he could slap himself a few times hard.

Why pretend to be so mighty? Damn it, if I had directly intervened back then, how could I have failed to understand this matter? How could I have failed to get a share? Now, instead, I can only watch helplessly?

Damn!!!

"Agreed."

Taking a deep breath, Supreme Hongjun spoke calmly.

Houtu now has the qualification to negotiate with him. No matter how he thinks inwardly, what must be done, Supreme Hongjun must still do; he is not so foolish as to let anger cloud his judgment and act recklessly.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor."

Houtu bowed slightly in gratitude.

"Even if you all do not speak, what of it?"

"I simply do not believe it. You, one by one, have in such a short time all grown to the point where you can stand against me?"

"Brother Fuxi..."

"As for all the answers, this Seat will naturally know them."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Supreme Hongjun spoke with a cold, indifferent expression, devoid of sorrow or joy.

I do not believe it!

I do not believe it!

Are they all damn invincible?

Then what is to be done!

How can such an opportunity possibly exist?

If it truly exists, I will eat dung!

Brother Fuxi!

And there is Brother Fuxi!