Wan Li looked helpless.
He held Nuwa's hand with his right hand and Kong Xi's with his left.
Then, he transformed into two hands and held Xuan Ming and Houtu's hands as they walked in the passageway that hung down from the Sorcerer Tribe.
Behind him was a group of Ancestral Sorcerers who looked like curious babies. They looked out of the Chaos through the passage.
One could vaguely see the soul-stirring wind blowing in the endless chaos.
Not only were the mighty people of Untainted Land heading to the Purple Cloud Palace in the Chaos beyond the 33 Heavens, but there were also many creatures of Untainted Land who were not powerful but hoped to seek opportunities. They flew into the Chaos.
The result was self-evident. Among these living beings, many of them had insufficient magic power or the strength of their magic treasures was not high. They were blown to death by the astral winds on the way, and their souls scattered. These people were people who were not fated.
"This Old Taoist Hongjun is quite kind.”
Goumang, who was walking in the passageway, sighed. This passageway was personally formed by Hongjun. They had witnessed many living beings fall in the Chaos.
Although they would definitely be fine with their strength, Hongjun had directly opened a passage for the Sorcerer Tribe to allow them to arrive directly. It was already a great honor.
"Kind my ass, I still owe big brother a favor. Have you forgotten how this old Daoist lured Rahu here? If it wasn't for Eldest Brother, our Sorcerer Tribe might have been wiped out.”
The Candle Dragon hummed and hummed. He had never been satisfied with Hongjun.
Now that Hongjun had attained the Tao, all the creatures in Untainted Land were afraid to call him by his name. Only these Ancestors of Sorcery dared to ignore him.
Wan Li saw this and didn't say anything.
With the personality of the Grand Wizard, it was normal for him to cause a huge disaster later on.
However, in this life, with him around, naturally, everything would be fine.
In the blink of an eye, Wan Li and the others walked out of the passage and appeared outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
There were tens of millions of living beings who went to the primal chaos, but only 3,000 people arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace.
Later generations also called these 3,000 people the 3,000 Red Dust Guests.
If Wan Li was willing, he would definitely be the first to arrive at the Purple Cloud Palace with his speed.
However, Wan Li was late when he was preaching to the Sorcerer Tribe.
Now, there were already many mighty figures from the Primordial World who had come to the Purple Cloud Palace.
"Greetings, Dao Master!"
Just as he walked out of the passageway, the two Dao children who had been waiting at the entrance of the passageway under Hongjun's orders hurriedly welcomed him. The two Dao children, one male and one female, greeted Wan Li respectfully.
The two of them didn't even dare to call Wan Li by his Daoist name. They only dared to address him respectfully as 'Daoist Primor'.
While they were addressing him, two pairs of eyes were curiously sizing up Daoist Shi Chen, who their master kept talking about.
Now that Hongjun had attained Dao, he only had an unfathomable attitude at all times.
Only when Daoist Shi Chen was mentioned did he reveal an unusual expression.
These two Taoist children were also famous in later generations. They were the future Haotian and Yaochi. Wan Li naturally knew them.
Not only did he know, but in his previous life, after he was unfortunately listed on the Investiture of the Gods, he was under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court of Haotian.
Seeing that the Jade Emperor, who had been high and mighty in the future, was now as humble as a speck of dust in front of him, Wan Li could not help but feel that things had changed. After nodding slightly, he slowly walked into the Zixiao Palace under the extremely respectful guidance of Haotian and Yaochi.
Originally, this Purple Cloud Palace was bustling and noisy.
When Haotian and Yaochi led Wan Li into the Purple Cloud Palace, it was suddenly silent. Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at the entrance of the Purple Cloud Palace.
There was no need to say anything about the identity of the person who came.
After all, Haotian and Yaochi were Hongjun's Taoist children. They had been guarding outside the Zixiao Palace with great respect and did not show any courtesy to anyone.
But now, he was respectfully leading his people here, and behind him were the 12 Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were no longer as famous in Untainted Land as they used to be. The 3,000 Red-Dust Guests who could come here were all experts in Untainted Land. It was rare that they did not recognize the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Moreover, from what Hongjun had said earlier, everyone knew that the former number one person in Untainted Land, Daoist Shi Chen, would also come here.
As for who was the current number one person in the Wilderness?
Naturally, it was Hongjun, who had already become a Saint!
Except for those who had witnessed Wan Li's attack, almost everyone thought that Hongjun, who had already become a Saint, was now stronger than Taoist Shi Chen.
Curiosity, respect, envy, and many other gazes were cast from the three thousand Red Dust Guests to Wan Li.
In the end, someone suddenly spoke.
"Greetings, Daoist Time!"
His voice was polite and respectful, as if he was greeting a senior!
"Greetings, Daoist Time!"
“……”
Instantly, everyone in the Purple Cloud Palace woke up from their dream.
Both the most profound Quasi-Sage and the Golden Immortal, who were slightly weaker than the three thousand Red-Dust Guests, greeted respectfully.
Even though Daoist Time was no longer the number one person in the Untainted Land, he was not someone they could afford to provoke.
Moreover, who didn't know that Daoist Priest Shi Chen had once saved the Untainted Land from the Dragon Han Tribulation?
Who didn't know that even the current Sage Hongjun was respectful to Daoist Time!
Which one of them dared to not give face to Daoist Shi Chen?
"Greetings, fellow Daoists."
Wan Li smiled faintly as he responded to the three thousand Red Dust Guests.
No one felt that Wan Li was arrogant in any way. He was qualified to receive the greetings of the three thousand Red Dust Guests.
The 3,000 Red Dust Guests were sizing Wan Li up, and Wan Li was also looking at them.
There were quite a few familiar faces among the 3,000 Red Dust Guests.
The Three Pure Ones, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, Zhunti Jieyin, and others were among them.
Even Zhunti Jieyin, who was not very fast, had arrived. It seemed that he was indeed the last one to arrive at the Zixiao Palace.
In the end, Wan Li's gaze stopped at the forefront of the Purple Cloud Palace.
The six praying mats had their own owners.
Looking at the owners of the six praying mats, Wan Li was slightly surprised.
As expected, the Three Pure Ones got three futon seats. On the remaining three futons were Zhunti Jieyin and Emperor Jun.
Dijun?
Wan Li naturally understood that each seat on the futon was a saint seat.
He frowned. In order to wait for him, Goddess Nvywa did not participate in the fight for the seat. However, he did not expect that Emperor Jun would replace Goddess Nvywa.
Was this the Heavenly Dao's preparation for the tribulation?
At this moment, Wan Li's gaze suddenly stopped on a figure.
" Fuxi, are you injured?!"
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