Chapter 142

Purple Tenebrous Palace.

Boom!!!

The avatars returned to their places; Hongjun, seated upon the high platform, reopened his eyes. As the sound of footsteps echoed, one after another, the great powers of the Primordial Era entered in succession.

"Sit."

Hongjun gestured. As if words could summon law, cushions appeared one by one.

The great powers of the Primordial Era, naturally, did not stand on ceremony with Hongjun; they all took their seats in turn.

"Nuwa, among us, only you understand the heavens and myriad realms best. What does this boy mean by 'Primordial Era'? He seems to know our realm very well."

Gazing at Nuwa, Hongjun wasted no words and went straight to the point, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes as he asked.

"Teacher, based on my understanding of the heavens and myriad realms, the boundless planes of the heavens can generally be divided into cultivation planes and technology planes. Among them, technology planes are the most special."

"Such planes do not cultivate themselves but focus on external things, developing a path called 'technology,' which then nourishes themselves. They do not believe in gods or Buddhas, believing only in themselves."

"Because these technology planes develop technology and external things, they place great importance on the spiritual world, giving rise to numerous products in the realm of entertainment. Among them is one product called 'novels,' which shares a similar effect with the biographies of our Primordial Era."

"Among the technology planes I have visited, many novels in those planes contain a school called 'Primordial Era Flow,' which indeed has a very similar connection to our Primordial Era. At that time, I was quite startled and found it hard to believe."

"Later, I asked the Venerable One, and only then did I understand."

"The heavens and myriad realms are vast, boundless, and endless. Naturally, there are some special planes among them; our Primordial Era is one of them. Thus, many Primordial Era planes came into being... 0"

"And since the number of Primordial Era planes is so great, it naturally impacted the source of the heavens, causing reflections. Some mortals in technology planes sensed the heavenly secrets in some mysterious way, and thus, by fortune, they wrote novels about the Primordial Era."

"However, those are merely novels, so they differ from reality. Moreover, because of the Venerable One's arrival, our realm has long since broken free from the fate and shackles of so-called 'Primordial Era Flow' novels."

"Teacher and fellow Daoists, you need only regard these Primordial Era novels as interesting curiosities; there is no need to pay them too much attention."

After weighing his words, Nuwa began to explain.

"Is that so."

Everyone was slightly enlightened and did not pay too much attention. As for their Dao hearts being shaken or finding it hard to believe, that was even more baseless nonsense.

Those who have cultivated to this level, which one does not have a firm and steadfast Dao heart? How could they be affected by external things? Finding it hard to believe is even less likely.

The heavens and myriad realms are boundless and endless; the number of planes exceeds billions of billions of billions of trillions. Under such a vast number of planes, the existence of similarities is only natural.

"Returning to the main topic, let us speak of this matter. The invasion from the foreign land is no small matter, and this boy's strength has reached Immortal Hunyuan. Judging by his situation, his plane is likely not weak either."

"Moreover, he referred to Brother Fuxi as being in the Sovereign Realm. That means, in the Heavenly Dao realm of their plane, Immortal Hunyuan and Liang Golden Immortal Realm are equivalent to the Sovereign Realm. Thus, it seems their plane likely has powerful beings at this realm; otherwise, he would not have spoken so accurately."

"If we reason by analogy, the plane layer where this boy resides is at least no lower than the Great Thousand Layer."

"Nuwa, among us, only your Dao involves the heavens, and you have contacted the planes of the heavens. Do you have any understanding of the Great Thousand World?"

Hongjun sorted through the entire process and voiced his judgment. After speaking, Hongjun looked at Nuwa once more.

"...."

Nuwa.

It seems not good for her alone to walk the path of the heavens; can she really be used directly as a question-answering device?

"Teacher, although I am involved with the heavens, every Great Thousand World has its own special characteristics. I have not contacted many, and among those I have, most are only Low-Level Great Thousand or Mid-Level Great Thousand."

"As for High-Level Great Thousand, this is beyond my control range; I have not yet contacted any."

"However, if it truly is a High-Level Great Thousand, it can be equated to the original Primordial Era, allowing us to make some judgments."

After pondering for a while, Nuwa spoke.

"Good."

Hongjun nodded slightly. "Then, let us see if we can find any clues from this boy."

Seeing this, Brother Fuxi waved his hand and released the young man again.

Just after the seal was lifted, perhaps not yet having come to his senses, the young man's eyes were still somewhat blank. However, very quickly, he regained his clarity. Looking around, the young man subconsciously swallowed, and his body trembled slightly.

Low-Level Great Thousand?

Damn it, you call this a Low-Level Great Thousand?

This Primordial Era plane has basically reached the heavens.

Brother Fuxi is in the Sovereign Realm; what about the others? Are the Sages above the Sovereign Realm? And isn't Hongjun even above everything?

Damn it, could it be that they are all in the Eternal Realm?

The young man was almost scared to the point of wetting himself.

"I beg all the great experts to spare my life. I have a restriction on me; you cannot forcibly search my soul or use methods to probe the news of our plane. If you force it, I will scatter my soul and vanish, and you will get no information whatsoever."

"Only if I speak voluntarily can it be done."

"Spare me, spare me! As long as you spare my life, I am willing to tell you everything I know."

The young man knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"...."

Everyone.

The tone changed too quickly; they were all a bit dazed.

Recalling this person's arrogant and overbearing demeanor just moments ago, and now looking at him, he was almost scared to the point of wetting himself, his body trembling, selling out so quickly.

Truly breathtaking; truly, truly breathtaking.

"You betrayed your own plane so quickly?"

Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up the young man as he spoke.

"I have already sent the news of your realm back. Given the power and terror of your realm, our plane would be annihilated immediately upon invasion. Whether I speak or not makes no difference; it is better to tell you first."

"Otherwise, even if our plane could win, it would surely be a terribly tragic battle. By then, if I transmitted false news back, my fate would not be any better."

The young man's expression was bitter as he spoke honestly.

With the wisdom of the great powers present, they immediately realized what was happening; understanding flashed in their eyes.

Did he subconsciously substitute the original Primordial Era trajectory and scare himself into this state?

Isn't that convenient then?

The crowd exchanged glances and smiled.

"You are but an ant. If you can provide useful information, we might just spare your life. The premise is that the information you provide must be useful."

Supreme Hongjun said indifferently.

"Yes, yes, yes, it will definitely be useful, definitely useful. Please rest assured, great ones. Which aspect of our plane would the great ones like to know about? I will hold nothing back and speak to the fullest extent. I will absolutely satisfy the great ones."

The young man bowed and scraped.

"Then, first speak of the general situation of your plane. You are a smart person; you should know what aspects of information we wish to learn."

Supreme Hongjun said slowly.

This is the crux of the matter!