The Magnate of the Primordial Witch Tribe
22 : End of the sermon, Hongjun to Buzhou New Book

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Hongjun had taught three lectures, and one lecture was about a thousand years. This was the destiny of the Heavenly Dao, and Hongjun could not change it.

For this reason, in the next year, Hongjun told the group of mighty people about all the realms after the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

The phrase " if you don't become a saint, you will eventually become an ant " was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the mighty people in the Primordial World.

Then, Hongjun compressed and suppressed the method of becoming a Sage-to-be. In just one year, the Three Pure Ones, the Western Duo, Fuxi, Nuwa, Emperor Jun and Taiyi had a clearer understanding of the Sage-to-be.

As for the other great demons, they were all confused and did not know why.

Hongjun felt helpless about this. After this sermon, the Wu Tribe's strength would definitely surpass all living beings in Untainted Land. After all, he only had one year left. With only one year to explain the Sage-to-be Realm, even the Three Pure Ones, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and other mighty people in Untainted Land could barely make a breakthrough in the next ten thousand years, and their realms might not be stable.

On the other hand, the 12 Ancestors of Sorcery would not only stabilize their realms in the next 10,000 years, but they would also improve. Perhaps, the next time they started their lecture, the cultivation of the 12 Ancestors of Sorcery would reach the peak of the Early Stage of Sage-to-be. Peak.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. Who asked Hongjun to be caught off guard by Pan Yi.

Finally, a year passed quickly.

As soon as the millennium arrived, Hongjun immediately stopped preaching, making the group of mighty people in the Primordial World who were listening to him feel very awkward.

However, he did not dare to complain. Just as everyone was about to bid farewell to Hongjun, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery broke through one after another.

"Hahaha…"

The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery opened their eyes almost at the same time and felt the boundless power in their bodies. It gave them the illusion that they could break the sky with one hand.

" Is this the strength of a Quasi-Sage?"

An unprecedented sense of fulfillment made the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery feel heroic.

On the other hand, everyone else, including the Demon Tribe, the Three Pure Ones, the Western Duo, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, Ancestor Minghe, and other mighty figures, looked at the Wu Tribe with fear.

The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery turned a blind eye to the fear of the Great Divine Arts Practitioners. They cupped their hands at Hongjun and left the Zixiao Palace after a gesture.

Before they left, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery cast a meaningful glance at Emperor Jun Taiyi.

The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's strange gaze made Emperor Jun Taiyi very uncomfortable.

For this reason, after the Wu Tribe left, Emperor Jun and Taiyi did not dare to delay. After bidding farewell to Hongjun, they left in a hurry, fearing that the Wu Tribe would start a war with the Demon Tribe.

After the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes left, the originally crowded Purple Cloud Palace suddenly became empty. Seeing this, the Three Pure Ones and other mighty figures also left.

After witnessing the power of the Wu Tribe and their unparalleled strength in the Untainted Land, they needed to discuss their attitude towards the Wu Tribe in the future.

Everyone left. Hongjun, who was accompanied by two children, suddenly opened his eyes. He waved his Taoist robe and the door of the Purple Cloud Palace closed silently.

Then, Hongjun disappeared without saying a word to his two children.

In the next moment, when Hongjun appeared again, he was already at the entrance of the Pangu Hall.

Hongjun's sudden appearance attracted tens of thousands of Wu Tribe warriors who guarded the Pangu Hall for days and nights. Just as they were about to rise up and chase the person away...

Without seeing Hongjun make any movements, these tens of thousands of Sorcerer Tribe warriors were imprisoned on the spot, and their thoughts stopped at the same time.

After doing this insignificant thing, Hongjun's gaze was still on the closed door of the Pangu Hall.

Hongjun didn't break in. Of course, although he was a Sage, he couldn't break through the Hall of Pangu. The Hall of Pangu was transformed from Pangu's head. Even the Way of Heaven couldn't break through it, let alone him.

However, although Hongjun could not break through the hall, he firmly believed that he could enter it.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door of the Pangu Hall slowly opened.

Then, Hongjun entered the Pangu Hall without thinking.

When Hongjun entered the Pangu Hall, he immediately realized that his connection with the Heavenly Dao was cut off.

Hongjun did not panic at all. He had absolute confidence in his strength and continued to walk towards the center of the hall without hesitation.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, Hongjun looked up and saw a huge heart.

"Pangu's heart? How is that possible?"

Looking at the heart, Hongjun could not help but be moved. Pangu's body had transformed into all things. He did not expect to see the heart of Pangu here.

"Fellow Daoist, you're here!"

Suddenly, a voice filled with an ancient charm sounded.

"Phew!"

Silently exhaling, Hongjun calmed down, and his expression was calm again.

While walking towards Pangu's heart, Hongjun replied,""I hope Fellow Daoist can forgive me for my unexpected visit!”

As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, he had already walked to Pangu's heart.

Seconds and minutes passed, and in the blink of an eye, several years had passed.

The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery who had returned from the Purple Cloud Palace finally returned to Mount Buzhou. When the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had just set foot on Mount Buzhou, Hongjun's figure disappeared into the Hall of Pangu and returned to the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace.

At the same time, outside the Hall of Pangu, tens of thousands of Wu Tribe warriors who were frozen by Hongjun were also unfrozen. However, they had obviously forgotten everything. Everything was as usual in their memories.

As for what Hongjun and Pan Yi had talked about in the past few years, only the two of them knew.

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