The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at Haotian with a solemn look in their eyes.
Of course, this solemnity was not directed at Haotian, but at Hongjun, who was behind Haotian!
Hongjun's strength was somewhat beyond the expectations of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
They originally wanted to test Hongjun's bottom line, but Hongjun did not even show his face and directly suppressed them. What was the point of testing? They were not on the same level at all.
"Big Brother, what should we do now?" Zhurong asked secretly.”
"Sage Hongjun seems to be a little too strong!”
"Should we use the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation and try to summon Father Pangu's true body?”
Looking at Zhurong's eagerness to try, Grand Wizard Di Jiang said unhappily,"Don't even think about it!"
"That is the final trump card of our Sorcerer Tribe. If we use it now, wouldn't it make those bastards from the Monster Tribe wary?”
"Now that Sage Hongjun has not shown any hostility towards our Sorcerer Tribe, why would he use the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation?”
Zhurong was a little disappointed when it heard that Emperor Jiang wasn't going to use the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation.
However, it only lasted for a moment.
He was just asking. He didn't expect Emperor Jiang to agree.
"Then what should we do now? Are we really going in to listen to Sage Hongjun's lecture?”
"We have the inheritance of Father Pangu, and we only cultivate our physical bodies and not our primordial spirits. Sage Hongjun's Dao should be useless to us, right?”
Emperor Jiang's eyes flickered. After a while, he nodded and said,""Let's try!"
"We're not too sure what kind of existence a Saint is.”
"What if what Hongjun said is useful to us?”
" Even if it's useless, we have to meet Hongjun face to face and learn as much information about him as possible. Then, we'll see what changes Hongjun's preaching will bring to the other creatures in Untainted Land and be prepared for it.”
All the Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in unison, thinking that Grand Wizard Di Jiang was right.
Therefore, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery stopped thinking about causing trouble and waited quietly for the Sage to speak.
After an unknown period of time, the number of Connate Sages who arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace gradually increased.
Suddenly, Hao Tian's body trembled as if he had heard something.
Then, Haotian said loudly,"The Sage's lecture is about to begin!"”
"Fellow Daoists, please come in!"
Upon hearing this, Prince of the East grabbed Goddess Nvywa and called out to Fuxi. He turned into a streak of light and was the first to enter the Purple Cloud Palace.
When Haotian revealed a strange expression, Prince of the East noticed Hongjun's voice transmission to Haotian.
Although he did not know what Hongjun was talking about, he only needed to roughly deduce that he was preparing to start talking.
The reason why he had pulled Nüwa along was not because he had some ideas about Nüwa.
Instead, he wanted to use Nuwa's identity to test whether the Heavenly Dao could be changed.
Prince of the East wanted to fight for the six praying mats at the front of the Purple Cloud Palace.
If he had the chance to sit on the six praying mats and become a Heavenly Path Saint, he would not reject it.
It was said that Heavenly Dao Sages were Heavenly Dao Puppets. Even if they were, they were at the peak of the Primordial World and were immortal.
Donghuang Wang didn't think that he could look down on the Heavenly Path Sages without the help of the system.
Therefore, Prince of the East wanted to give it a try.
However, his intuition told him that it was basically impossible for him to sit on six futons.
If he really couldn't sit on the six futons, he would try to change the positions of the people on the six futons. This was the reason why he had invited Goddess Nvywa.
He didn't want to have to give the first futon to Taiqing Laozi because he couldn't sit on it.
Even if he couldn't sit on it, he had to let Nuwa sit on it.
At least for now, he was having a good time with Nuwa and Fuxi.
Well, Prince of the East wouldn't say that he was trying to poach Emperor Jun Taiyi's men!
Although there was no conflict between him and Emperor Jun Taiyi at the moment, Prince of the East knew that there would be a conflict between them after seeing Emperor Jun Taiyi.
Because the two of them were too similar!
Even without the fight for the leader of the male immortals in the Primordial World, the two sides would definitely not be able to coexist harmoniously.
Unless one side completely submitted!
However, how was this possible?
Therefore, as long as there was a chance, Prince of the East would mind weakening the demons.
After all, the battle between him and Emperor Jun was not a simple personal battle, but a battle of forces, cultivation, and combat strength!
Nvywa was pulled by Dong Wang Gong. She felt the warmth from Dong Wang Gong's large palm, and her heart was beating fast like a little rabbit.
"He actually held my hand!"
"What does he mean?"
" You didn't even ask for my permission to hold my hand. How domineering…"
While Nvywa's imagination was running wild, Prince of the East pulled Nvywa to the front of the six futons in Zixiao Palace.
When he arrived at the first praying mat, he casually waved his other hand on the praying mat, and a strong repulsive force came over.
Prince of the East was shocked." As expected!”
"These six futons can only be used by those six people!”
"Then what about Kun Peng and Hong Yun?”
"Could it be that these two have some great luck or secret?”
Dongwang Gong was confident that he was not weaker than Kunpeng and Hongyun, but stronger.
If there was nothing wrong with those two people, they definitely wouldn't be able to sit on the futon.
Even though Zhunti Jieyin had taken their seats away, they had sat on it before, unlike Prince of the East, who was not allowed to sit on the futon.
A thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind. He pulled Nüwa over and pressed her onto the first futon.
"Sit down and don't move. Don't leave this position!”Prince of the East whispered into Nuwa's ear.
The warm air that came out of Prince of the East's mouth and nose spread to Nuwa's face, making her face and even her ears turn red.
After settling Goddess Nvywa down, Prince of the East transmitted his voice to Fuxi." Fellow Daoist Fuxi, try to sit on the fifth or sixth futon. If you can't, don't force yourself!”
Fuxi, who was following behind Donghuang Gong and Nuwa, was slightly stunned.
His speed was not as fast as King of the East's. He was right behind the Three Pure Ones and in front of the fifth futon.
There was also a black shadow flying over from behind him. It was the Demon Master Kun Peng, the Teacher of All Demons, the creator of the Demon Text, and one of the three Demon Race Supremes.
Fuxi did not hesitate any longer and tried to sit on the fifth futon.
A strong repulsive force almost made Fuxi stagger.
Fortunately, Fuxi had sensed that something was wrong when he was reminded by Prince of the East. He was extra cautious, which was why he did not make a fool of himself.
However, the fifth praying mat was still seized by the Demon Master Kun Peng.
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