In the Purple Cloud Palace, strange phenomena appeared. Celebration clouds appeared in the sky, and five-colored light dyed the sky. Eight immortal music resounded throughout the world!
Including Qiu Hao, the 3,000 Red Dust Guests looked up.
Countless golden lamps, golden lotuses, jade pearls, and other things appeared in the clouds. They filled the void with treasure light runes. In the end, they fell to every corner of the Purple Cloud Hall like water dripping from a dark eaves.
The appearance of a Saint was so imposing!
Qiu Hao's eyes lit up. Information about the heavenly auspicious clouds appeared in his mind.
The Heavenly Celebration Cloud was formed by the Righteousness Qi in the heart of the Great God Pangu. It was a pre-world supreme treasure, which was on par with Taiyi's Bell of Chaos and Laozi's Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. It was a treasure that could both attack and defend.
It was said that if this treasure was hung above one's head, one would be in an invincible position. When it was used, all evil would retreat and it would not be affected by any magic.
After Pangu's death, the Heavenly Celebration Cloud disappeared. It turned out that Saint Hongjun had obtained it.
While Qiu Hao was lost in his thoughts, the auspicious clouds landed steadily on the Dao altar and finally turned into a cloud bed.
A kind-looking old Daoist sat on the cloud bed. This person was Saint Hongjun. He was calm and composed, and his Dao was natural, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
"Greetings, Saint Hongjun."
The gods bowed immediately, not daring to look at him.
On the heavenly auspicious clouds, Saint Hongjun's aura was like the chaotic deep sea. The wisps of aura released from his body were like the Nine Heavens suppressing the universe, making it difficult for the three thousand Hongchen guests to move.
At this moment, the gods were greatly shaken, and waves surged in their hearts!
They were all high-level experts in the Primordial World. Their cultivation levels ranged from early-stage Primordial Immortal to perfected Primordial Immortal.
This kind of strength was definitely considered a powerhouse in the Primordial Universe. However, in front of Saint Hongjun, they felt like ants looking up at an old dragon.
Even if a Saint unintentionally revealed a wisp of his aura, he could crush them all.
The difference was too great!
Those below the Saint Realm were all ants. This sentence was not false at all.
Behind Saint Hongjun were two Dao children. They were Haotian and Yaochi, who were both at the perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.
Sensing the cultivation of the two Dao children, the gods exclaimed in their hearts,""Even the Dao child is so amazing. This is the foundation of the Purple Cloud Palace!”
Saint Hongjun opened his eyes and took in all the gods. Then, he said indifferently,""Sit down. The fact that you can come to the Purple Cloud Palace means that you are fated with me. This is the will of heaven.
Thanks to the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, I comprehended the Jade Butterfly of Fate three thousand years ago and achieved the Dao Fruit. Now that I have achieved success in my cultivation, I should repay Untainted Land and educate all living beings.
As the saying goes, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. I will preach three times in the Purple Cloud Palace.”
"Saint Hongjun is a great man!"
The 3,000 Red Dust Guests in the Purple Cloud Palace bowed and sat down.
In the front row, Ancestor Red Cloud saw that his seat had been snatched away, so he had to squeeze into the second row, standing side by side with Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi.
Kunpeng's face was gloomy. When he saw Taoist Cundi, who was sitting in the sixth seat in the front row, he suddenly felt hatred and wanted to use some secret means to force him to leave.
There were many people who had the same thoughts as Kunpeng Taoist, such as Taiyi and Emperor Jun.
Some powerful gods were also glaring at Jieyin and Zhunti.
However, considering that Saint Hongjun was right in front of them, they did not dare to be impudent. No one was willing to be the one to stand out.
"Hmph, I'll let you show off for a while. Next time, I'll definitely teach you a lesson!”
In the end, Kun Peng Daoist didn't dare to attack Daoist Qidi. He directly snatched a seat in the second row and pushed aside a powerful innate god. The latter's face was ugly and filled with hatred.
After some minor adjustments, the 3,000 Red-Dust Guests also decided on their seats.
A small number of unlucky creatures did not manage to get a seat and could only listen at the back. Saint Hongjun turned a blind eye to this situation. There was a reason why he only set up 3,000 seats this time.
Qiu Hao's expression kept changing. He wanted to snatch one of the six Saint Seats, but he was powerless.
With his current cultivation level, it would be difficult for him to even get into the second row, let alone the front row.
However, he couldn't accept that Qiu Hao would have to fight for the last seat among the 3,000 seats.
The seats in the back row were thousands of miles away from the Dao altar. Sitting there was not much difference from an audience who was not seated.
When the time came, he would not even be able to drink the soup when others ate the meat!
Soon, Saint Hongjun's voice sounded again.""In the future, your positions will be set like this. There can be no more chaos.”
Hearing this, some people in the Purple Cloud Palace were happy and some were sad.
Kun Peng Daoist's heart was ashen. He was unwilling and wanted to come earlier next time to snatch back his position.
But now that the Saint had spoken, who would dare to go against his will?
Taiyi, Emperor Jun, and the other powerful gods were in the same mood as Kunpeng Taoist. They looked worse than crying.
"Teacher Hongjun is right!"
"We will definitely abide by it!"
Greeting Taoist and Taoist Cundi were overjoyed and agreed immediately.
In fact, the two of them were still worried that an even more intense fight would arise next time. However, now that Saint Hongjun had spoken, this undoubtedly gave them a peace of mind.
In dealing with this matter, Patriarch Hongjun was heavily biased. He seemed to be righteous, but in fact, he was quite selfish.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Qiu Hao's mind.
"Should we report Saint Hongjun?"
In the Primordial World, the cultivation realms ranged from low to high: Earth Immortal, Heaven Immortal, True Immortal, Mystic Immortal, Golden Immortal, Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Quasi-Sage, and Sage.
Each realm was further divided into four minor realms: initial stage, middle stage, late stage, and perfection.
Based on Qiu Hao's current perfected Primordial Immortal realm, even if Patriarch Hongjun was at the early-stage Saint Realm, he was still nine minor realms higher than him. The success rate of reporting was-45%, and the success rate was at most 5%.
If the report failed, he would definitely be reduced to ashes in an instant.
The might of a Saint could not be offended!
Thinking of this possibility, Qiu Hao's heart turned cold. He had no choice but to give up on this strange idea.
At this moment, Saint Hongjun's gaze rose and finally stopped on Qiu Hao without any warning.
F * ck!
Did Saint Hongjun know that I wanted to report him just now?
Qiu Hao's heart thumped wildly, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
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