"Duke of the East!"
Hongjun said indifferently.
"Teacher!"
Prince of the East was stunned. He quickly walked forward and bowed.
"There are endless conflicts in the primeval world, and there are too many massacres. Someone needs to maintain order!”
Hongjun's expression was calm as he said,
"Prince of the East, you have the innate Yang Qi and are a Quasi-Sage. Today, I will give you a dragon-headed walking stick to control the male immortals in the world.”
As soon as he said this.
It was as if a sharp sword was hanging over the gods 'heads, causing the expressions of the surrounding gods to change.
However, they didn't dare to say anything when a Saint spoke.
"Yes, teacher!"
Upon hearing that Hongjun wanted him to be in charge of the male immortals in the world, Prince of the East felt a sense of bliss. He quickly nodded and agreed. It was the supreme-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, Dragon Head Cane!
He proudly swept his gaze across the surrounding Godfiends.
"Queen Mother of the West, you were formed by the mysterious Qi of Taihua and are a quasi-saint. Today, I will give you the Kunlun Mirror, which can control the female immortals of the world! You can act first and report later!"
Matriarch of the West was stunned, she didn't expect such a good thing to happen to her. Being in charge of a female immortal, she had a high position and endless benefits. She was delighted.
"Yes, teacher!"
The Matriarch of the West nodded and took the Primordial Spirit Treasure Kunlun Mirror.
"I hope you can manage the Wilderness well!”
Hongjun glanced at the Herculean King and looked at the two of them. He said indifferently,
"Yes, Teacher, I will definitely not disappoint you!”
Prince of the East and Queen Mother of the West bowed again.
"Yes!"
Hongjun nodded and waved his sleeve.
All the gods and devils disappeared. When they reappeared, they were already in the Nine Heavens.
What a terrifying divine power!
The Herculean King's heart sank.
He actually felt that the world had changed and he had arrived at the Nine Heavens. Hongjun's strength was more terrifying than he had imagined.
Was this the strength of a Saint?
For a moment, the Herculean King felt a strong sense of urgency.
"Swoosh!"
The Herculean King looked around and found that Thick Earth and Kun Peng were not far from him. The other gods and devils also turned into streaks of light and rushed towards the Nine Heavens.
He scanned the area with his Spiritual Power, but he did not find the figures of Prince of the East and the Three Pure Ones. He sighed in his heart.
He missed the chance to retrieve the other two Connate Five Elemental Flags.
However, the Herculean King did not mind. He knew that it was in the hands of the Prince of the East and the Three Pure Ones, so he would find a time to come and take it back.
Thirteen, let's go back to the Sorcerer Tribe!"
Houtu walked over and said to the Herculean King.
"Good!"
The Herculean King also wanted to go back and open the third divine treasure, so he nodded and let the Kun Peng return to its original form. The Herculean King jumped onto the back of the Kun Peng with the thick soil.
"Swoosh!"
The Kun Peng flapped its wings and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the Nine Heavens.
"So fast!"
Houtu exclaimed.
"That's right. I'm now holding a fan with both hands, and I'm a million miles away!”
Upon hearing Houtu's praise, Kun Peng's face was full of pride. The Force King said,""Master, are you satisfied with my speed?”
"Not bad!"
The Herculean King nodded.
In the past million years, the Kun Peng had improved a lot, especially its speed, which had tripled.
“………”
Houtu rolled her eyes at the Herculean King. She didn't want to talk.
This Little Thirteen was starting to act tough again!
What did he mean by alright?
With a flap of his wings, he could travel a million miles. In terms of speed, the Primordial World was the fastest.
If it's okay in your mouth, then what's good about it?
"That's great!"
Upon hearing the King's tone, Kun Peng was extremely excited. It was like a primary school student who had received praise from his parents. Instantly, its entire body was filled with motivation.
They flew for several years without a word.
The three of them returned to Buzhou Mountain.
The Herculean King and Houtu came to the Pangu Hall. After they met Emperor Jiang and the other Ancestors of Sorcery, the Herculean King left some instructions and began his closed-door cultivation.
"Sister Houtu, is the Purple Cloud Palace fun?”
Seeing the Herculean King leave, Emperor Jiang, Zhurong, and the other ten Ancestors of Sorcery were very curious about them going to Zixia Palace to listen to the Dao. They surrounded Houtu and began to ask questions.
"Is it fun?"
Houtu rolled her eyes at the crowd and sighed,""What's so fun about it? We almost didn't come back when we went to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao.”
Thinking about it now, Houtu still had lingering fears.
"What happened?"
Hearing Houtu's tone, they knew that something big must have happened in the Purple Cloud Palace. The smiles on Emperor Jiang, Zhurong, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery's faces disappeared.
" We went to Purple Glow Palace and met thirteen mounts…"
Houtu recounted everything that happened in detail.
"Alright!"
"As expected of our Little Thirteen!"
Emperor Jiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery were excited and couldn't help but praise him. They wished they hadn't been in the Purple Cloud Palace at that time.
We, the Ancestors of Sorcery, are not afraid of anything other than God Father. So what if we are Saints?
If you dare to provoke us, we will still retaliate!
This is our Ancestral Sorcerer!
"What is this?"
Suddenly, a disdainful voice sounded.
Emperor Jiang and the other Ancestors of Sorcery turned around and saw Kun Peng standing at the door, looking at them with disdain. Their faces immediately darkened.
"Compared to Master, it's just a small matter.”
The Kun Peng ignored these gloomy-faced Ancestors of Sorcery and said disdainfully,
"What happened to Little Thirteen back then?"
Houtu stopped Zhurong, who was about to flare up, and asked curiously.
"Back then, during the battle between the Daoists and the Demons, Demon Ancestor Luohou used the entire western spirit vein to set up the God-killing Sword Formation and trapped Hongjun, Yangmei, Hundun, Qiankun, and Master!”
Kun Peng said proudly,"
"Hongjun, Yangmei, Hundun, and Qin Kun wanted to break the Immortal Slaying Formation, but Hundun was killed directly. Hongjun, Yangmei, and Hundun were also seriously injured!”
"If it wasn't for Master destroying an array gate, perhaps the one who became a Saint would be Fiend Ancestor Rahu!”
The Herculean King returned to the Sorcerer Tribe and said nothing.
Therefore, this was the first time Emperor Jiang, Zhurong, Houtu, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery had heard of this news. They were dumbfounded and shocked.
Little Thirteen was actually fighting against the Dao Ancestor and Fiend Ancestor!
Little Thirteen was so awesome!
At the same time, they were also happy for the Herculean King. The Herculean King was powerful and made them proud.
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The Third
Seeking comfort, fresh flowers, collection, evaluation votes…
Little Masters, roll around and kneel in all kinds of ways (covering their faces)
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