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The voice spread out in all directions. Then, a thought followed the voice and entered Zhao Yan's mind. This was the location of the Purple Cloud Palace. Zhao Yan was slightly stunned and decisively rejected it. He could find the location himself.

Rejecting the location information, Zhao Yan was deep in thought.

Hongjun's lecture?

This was the last time.

Did this mean that the Saint Position that Hongjun had delayed for a long time was about to be issued?

Should he go and snatch a few?

"Queen, we can go listen to the sermon again!”Zi-er was elated. Patriarch Hongjun's preaching was a grand event in the Untainted Land. How could she not be happy?

"Zhao Yan." "Patriarch Hongjun's Dao is boundless. Let's go together!" the shura queen shouted.”

"Yes." Zhao Yan nodded, and his eyes were filled with anticipation. He was looking forward to meeting those famous higher-beings and snatching a few Saint Thrones for his wife.

Most importantly, Fox should be here!

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At the top of the nameless mountain, in a simple grass hut.

On the praying mat, an old man narrowed his eyes and gently stroked his long white beard." When the holy fate arrives, the clear heavenly secrets will gradually become obscure. I'm afraid there will be changes."”

"Big brother, you're too cautious. The three of us are determined to win this time.”Opposite the old man, a rough middle-aged man shouted loudly.

"No one is our match.”Another person stood outside the door and looked in the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace as he said coldly.

"Let's go!"

The old man smiled kindly and stood up. With a casual wave of his left hand, the straw hut disappeared. All traces of human activity were smoothed out and disappeared.

With a leap, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the horizon.

The two middle-aged men followed closely behind.

At the foot of the barren mountain, the human tribe was gathering urgently. This was the largest tribe within a radius of 100 miles. They were considering whether to send people to learn Tao techniques in response to Hongjun's preaching.

…………………………

The second calamity was about to begin, and the Witch Demon Calamity had not ended.

In a valley, twelve Ancestors of Sorcery sat in front of a rock and discussed.

"What's so good about Hongjun's Dao lecture? I'm not going.”On the leftmost side, there was a blue-haired man dressed in animal skin who spoke in a carefree manner. He did not even bother to go to the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Gonggong, this sermon is extraordinary.”A sinister voice rang out. The owner of the voice was a blurry person. It was impossible to tell whether he was male or female, nor could he see his face clearly.

"What's so good about the Holy Fate? The twelve of us share joys and sorrows together. Who wants to seek the illusory Holy Fate? It's a waste of time.”Gong Gong blinked his eyes in excitement.

No one answered. Everyone was mumbling.

Gong Gong rolled his eyes, looked at the opposite side, chuckled and said,""Sister Zhurong, don't you think so?”

In front of Gong Gong was a woman. The woman was standing, about two-hundred centimeters tall. She had long red hair that reached her shoulders. Her facial features were delicate, as if they were slowly carved by the best sculptor. Her red eyebrows were long and dense, and her slender figure was only covered by animal skin. Her big, bright eyes were wild.

"I agree with Gong Gong's idea. We should attack Emperor Jun and avenge our Wu Tribe!”

Zhurong's wild eyes swept across the scene and shouted,"Could it be that some of you still intend to transcend? Are you planning to give up on our Sorcerer Tribe?"

"Zhurong, don't be so hot-tempered. Take it slowly.”An Ancestral Sorcerer said helplessly.

"If you say take it slow, stand up for me.”Zhurong suddenly stared at a guy covered in a black robe. The wild light in its eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Alright, Saint Fate, we won't go.”The Ancestor of Sorcery in the middle said,""Sneak up on Emperor Jun and avenge our Wu Tribe!”

"Alright."

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In the demon clan's celestial palace, in the legendary forbidden area, voices came from the usually silent palace.

"Emperor Jun, we can't go to the Purple Cloud Palace this time.”In the depths of the palace, Donghuang Taiyi frowned and said in distress.

Donghuang Taiyi wore an emperor crown on his head. His pitch-black eyes were filled with a domineering aura that looked down on everything.

"Taiyi, are you sure the Sorcerer Tribe won't go to the Purple Cloud Palace?”Dijun asked.

"Of course. If the Sorcerer Tribe attacks our Heavenly Palace and destroys the foundation of our Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation, even if you become a Saint immediately, I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress their Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation.”Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were deep. He said," Besides, the Saint Fate attracts many powerful guys. We brothers might not necessarily get it. If we miss it, the foundation of the Heavenly Palace will be gone. We will be finished."”

"Forget it, I'm not going." Emperor Jun gave up the plan to go to Zixiao Palace. They were proving the Way with their strength. Without the fate of the Saint, they could become a Saint.

"Yes."

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Mount Qingqiu.

Hu Du was sitting on a rock with his face covered. The only eye that was exposed was staring at the sky. At this moment, he had a trace of hesitation.

"Yan, will you be attending this sermon?”

"I hope to see you in the Purple Cloud Palace.”

A smile flashed across her fox-like eyes, as if she was recalling a beautiful scene.

She absolutely had to go to the Purple Cloud Palace, not for anything else but to increase her own strength. If Yan died in the hands of others, she would definitely take revenge.

………………

In Untainted Land, many people decided to go to Zixiao Palace, and many people decided not to. In short, because of Hongjun's simple words, the entire Untainted Land became lively.

The mighty figures moved together. The Nine Heavens Mystic Immortals, Golden Immortals, Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, and the fellows who usually hid in their small plots of land left their homes and headed for the Purple Cloud Palace.

In the wilderness, wild beasts and monsters with a little intelligence subconsciously rushed to the Purple Cloud Palace under the desire in their hearts.

Hongjun's voice contained location information that went deep into his bones! He couldn't forget.

Zhao Yan rejected the location information and did not dare to let Hongjun implant it into him. Moreover, no one knew if there was only this information inside.

Those above the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm did not dare to.

The Shura Queen, Zi 'er, and the others didn't accept it either. They had the experience from last time, so they knew the location.

Zhao Yan confirmed the location through the system again and brought the Shura Queen and the other two women to the Purple Cloud Palace.

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