For a time, the Wilderness was shaken.
Countless living beings raised their heads and looked up at the sky, their expressions filled with horror."The 33 Heavens have been refined!"
"How is this possible? Doesn't the Sorcerer Tribe have primordial spirits?”
"The Ancient Star System has appeared, and endless starlight has illuminated the 33 heavens, but we can't enter it. Those damned Shamans have seized a great opportunity.”
“……”
At this moment, the emotions of envy and jealousy of the Primordial Gods had already risen to the extreme.
Originally, the Sorcerer Tribe had occupied the 33 Levels of Heaven and entered first. No one took it to heart. After all, in their opinion, the Sorcerer Tribe would at most plunder the things in there.
But now?
The 33 Levels of Heaven had actually been refined by the Sorcerer Tribe. Didn't that mean that the Sorcerer Tribe would live there forever?
Under the nourishment of the enormous light of the Ancient Star System, even if the Shamans did not have a Nascent Divinity, their battle prowess would continue to soar. How could they not go crazy over this?
Unfortunately, no matter how envious and jealous they were, the living beings of Untainted Land could do nothing to change it. They could only helplessly watch the 33 Levels of Heaven, which were covered in starlight.
……
Purple Cloud Palace!
Hongjun paused again at the critical moment and suddenly opened his eyes."Shamans!"
"Xing Hao!"
"How dare you!"
Hongjun never expected that in just 200 years, the Sorcerer Tribe would do such a shocking thing again.
First, he made Divine Magi walk the path of fortune, which greatly changed his plan.
That was fine. Although Hongjun was unwilling, he was not too reluctant. The Sorcerer Tribe was just a chess piece in his eyes. Since they did not submit, he would just destroy them.
But now?
The Voodoo Race had occupied the Thirty-Three Levels of Heaven again, and a strange Great Voodoo with the Primordial Spirit of Three Pure Ones had appeared, forcibly taking the Thirty-Three Levels of Heaven back to the Voodoo Race.
Thinking of the future of the Wu Tribe with the support of the great Luck, Hongjun's face turned pale. Once the Wu Tribe occupied Untainted Land again, almost all the Luck of the entire Untainted World would belong to the Wu Tribe. At that time, the Will of Pangu would be unprecedentedly powerful, and the Way of Heaven would have to avoid it.
If that was the case, what was he, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, to be?
Puff--
Puff--
At the same time, the 3,000 gods in the Purple Cloud Palace woke up. They immediately spat out blood, and their expressions were extremely ugly.
There was no other reason!
Once again, Hongjun ended his Dao lecture at the critical moment.
They were in the midst of surging blood and sweat, but they did not give the Dao lecture. Not only did this cause them to be injured, but the comprehension they had gained over the past 200 years was also shattered at this moment.
One had to know that this was the path to becoming a Saint that Hongjun had described.
It was gone just like that. Even if they still had some memories, they were no longer complete. Moreover, Hongjun did not even tell them the key point. How could they be willing? How could he not hate her?
For a moment, resentment rose again. As the entire Zixiao Palace shook, Hongjun, who was in a daze on the high platform, reacted, but he was already powerless to turn the situation around. He grunted and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Something went wrong during his first lecture. He was warned by the Heavenly Dao. His cultivation even fell to the first level of the Primordial Chaos Saint at this moment. He was about to fall out of the Primordial Chaos Realm.
"Not good!"
Sensing his own situation, Hongjun was shocked.
He couldn't care less about anything else and hurriedly said,"This sermon ends here. The next sermon will be in a thousand years. You can go back and consolidate your cultivation!”
After saying that, Hongjun did not hesitate. His body disappeared from the high platform in a flash and he hurriedly went into seclusion to stabilize his cultivation.
"This…"
Seeing this, the three thousand gods in the Purple Cloud Palace were dumbfounded.
They never expected Hongjun to run away without explaining at this time. He was simply…not a son!
"Hongjun!"
Clenching their fists tightly, the gods stood up from the ground and left the Purple Cloud Palace with ashen faces.
In his body, it seemed that Hongjun was clearly toying with them. Otherwise, why would he do such a thing? Moreover, it happened twice!
When he thought about how he had come to listen to the sermon with all his heart, but the treatment he received was perfunctory time and time again, and it was gone at the critical moment of each sermon.
It was fine for those Perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. After all, they had obtained some methods to cut off the Three Separations. Moreover, Hongjun said that there would be another Dao lecture, so they were not in a hurry.
However, one should not forget that other than a portion of people, the rest were mostly late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals and perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.
For them, the initial Zenith Heaven Way was the most important, but Hongjun skipped a part of it, and they forgot more than half of the Three Separations Technique.
For a moment, the anger in the hearts of the gods grew stronger.
However, in the Purple Cloud Palace, they dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. After all, Hongjun was a Saint. The two of them were not on the same level. The latter could easily kill them.
However, even so, they could not hide the anger in their hearts. Many of them even wondered if they should come back a thousand years later.
"Big brother!"
After the gods in the Purple Cloud Palace left, the Three Pure Ones slowly stood up from their seats. Yuan Shi and Tongtian looked at Laozi with strong dissatisfaction in their eyes.
They knew that Hongjun was using them, and they were also using Hongjun to become a Saint.
However, the two changes in Hongjun's expression this time were related to the Sorcerer Tribe. This made them have a bad feeling. It seemed that they had made the wrong choice.
"Return to the Wilderness!"
Before Primordial and Tongtian could speak again, Laozi interrupted them and walked out.
Seeing this, Primordial and Tongtian looked at each other and immediately followed.
When the Three Pure Ones walked out of the Zixiao Palace, they saw Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun, Fuxi and Nuwa leaving together. They frowned slightly and quickened their pace.
There was no other reason!
This scene made the Three Pure Ones feel a sense of danger.
Fuxi and Emperor Jun were fine, but East Emperor Taiyi and Goddess Nvywa were the guests of the seven futons and had the Hong Meng Immortal Qi. Once they joined hands, they could shake the Three Pure Ones, not to mention Jieyin and Zhunti. Even the Three Pure Ones could not suppress everything.
For a moment, the Three Pure Ones did not notice that the barrier between the brothers had disappeared without a trace.
Only with pressure would there be motivation!
The Three Pure Ones were able to fight for orthodoxy in high spirits and even shed all pretense of cordiality in the Battle of Gods Investiture because they never took others seriously and felt that they were the strongest and the most correct.
However, it was different this time.
Because of Xing Hao's existence, the Sorcerer Tribe had been defying the heavens time and time again, causing many changes to happen. The original six Heavenly Sages had now become seven, and there was even the variable Hongyun.
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