Chapter 58

"..."

Hongjun.

Sensing the level of fluctuation in Houtu, which was basically the same as Nüwa’s, Hongjun fell into deep thought, his expression constipated.

He had a curse he didn't know whether to say or not.

Another status of the Heavenly Dao?

Starting as the Heavenly Dao?

Even if her cultivation base hadn't reached it, this strength had definitely reached the realm of the Primordial Boundless Golden Immortal.

To hell with this!

How could he still interrogate them? What was the point of playing this game?

No, are you guys really this outrageous and exaggerated?

What kind of opportunity is it, what kind of situation is it, that everyone is invincible and rising, without even needing logic?

Hongjun was already like this; one can imagine the mood of the other powerhouses. They were all shocked, as if billions of grass-mud horses were galloping past.

Hongjun was, after all, the Dao Ancestor and the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao; his status was obvious. But what about the Primordial powerhouses?

Even the Primordial Da Luo Golden Immortal realm was a distant dream, let alone anything higher; it was impossible to reach that domain.

Yet Nüwa, Houtu, and the others—one by one, they were all doing great. Proving the Dao was as simple as eating and drinking, and the Heavenly Dao was even easier. What was the point of playing? Their mentalities were all shattered.

It’s like you and your friend are both ordinary people, and then one day your friend says, "I’m not pretending anymore, I’m the world’s richest person." You can imagine how shitty you would feel.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor, greetings, fellow Daoists. May I ask what brings the Dao Ancestor here?"

After adjusting her breath and stabilizing her realm, Houtu looked at the crowd and bowed slightly.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

The entire Primordial World seemed to have quieted down at this moment, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that the space itself seemed to have solidified.

Even Hongjun, even as strong as Hongjun, even with a state of mind that had started an epoch ago, could not remain stable at this moment. One could imagine it just by looking at Hongjun’s constantly changing expression.

"You all, what exactly is going on?"

After a long silence, Hongjun looked up slightly and looked at Houtu without joy or sorrow.

Although he didn't think Houtu would answer, he still held a glimmer of hope. Maybe she would answer?

"Dao Ancestor, it is not that I am unwilling to say, but that I cannot. If you wish to know, you must seek the answer yourself, Dao Ancestor. I hope you will forgive me."

Saying this, Houtu paused and continued: "From now on, I hold the Earthly Dao, and my Wu Clan will no longer enter the Primordial World or intervene in its struggles. Whether the Dao Ancestor wishes to evolve the Great Calamity or do something else, we will live in peace. What does the Dao Ancestor think?"

"..."

Hongjun.

Silence, silence again. Hongjun’s expression was dazed.

In just this short amount of time, they had grown to the point where they could talk to him as equals?

And this was actually a fact?

Hongjun was falling apart.

I really am the clown.

Thinking back to the time when he was full of confidence, saying that everything was under his control, Hongjun wanted to slap himself a few times.

Why show off? If he had just come forward in the first place, he wouldn't have been unable to figure out what was going on, and he wouldn't have missed out on a share of the benefits. Now, he could only watch helplessly?

Damn it!!!

"Agreed."

Taking a deep breath, Hongjun said calmly.

The current Houtu was qualified to negotiate with him. No matter what he thought inside, Hongjun still had to do what he had to do; he wouldn't lose his head and act recklessly just because of anger.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor."

Houtu bowed slightly in thanks.

"So what if you don't say it?"

"I don't believe that you all, one by one, have grown to the point of being able to contend with me in such a short time?"

"Fuxi..."

"I will know the answer to everything myself."

Narrowing his eyes, Hongjun said with a cold, emotionless expression.

I don't believe it!

I don't believe it!

Are they all invincible?

That would be terrible!

How could such an opportunity exist?

If it really did, I’ll eat shit!

Fuxi!

There is also Fuxi!

Even if he didn't want to fall out with Nüwa, Hongjun couldn't care about that anymore. He felt like he was having a nightmare. How could he give up without figuring out the truth of everything?

After speaking, Hongjun didn't want to talk nonsense, nor did he have the mood to do so. He took a step forward, tore through the void, and disappeared from the spot.

To Mount Buzhou!

"Fuxi..."

Watching the direction where Hongjun disappeared, the Queen Mother of the West and other great beings who had received Li Mo’s guidance flashed their eyes.

As for Fuxi’s situation, let alone Hongjun, even they were curious. After all, they hadn't forgotten that in terms of closeness, Fuxi was much closer to that big shot than they were.

They could all undergo such earth-shaking changes, so what about Fuxi?

What would happen to Fuxi?

Hum!!!

The few of them looked at each other, then tore through the void together to head to Mount Buzhou.

The Primordial powerhouses looked at each other and, without any hesitation, joined forces to move and rush to Mount Buzhou with all their might.

The Primordial World was undergoing huge changes, yet the vortex of all these changes was focused on these few people. Whether it was Nüwa, Houtu, or others, the changes were beyond everyone’s imagination.

Rather than saying this was a magnificent era, it was better to say it was the era of a few people. Especially when the news completely broke out, who wouldn't want to figure out the truth of all this?

Hongjun was like this, and so were the others.

If they didn't figure it out, the entire Primordial World would go crazy!

Fuxi is the final opportunity!!!

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