With a wave of Hongjun's hand, two shining balls of light floated from his sleeves to the corner of the Purple Cloud Palace.
Apart from Donghuang Wang, who was standing upright, there was also a group of people.
Not far away.
A dignified young girl in a green muslin dress was blinking her limpid eyes with a dumbfounded expression.
It was only when the two Connate Numinous treasures landed in their hands that they snapped out of their daze.
The leader of the male immortals? The leader of the female immortals?
What did the teacher mean?
When the other guests of the Purple Cloud Palace saw this scene, they all frowned.
They were all big shots in the Primordial World.
Hongjun was clearly controlling them by making them the leader of the immortals.
This was not a good thing.
Many of the Purple Cloud guests were looking at the Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West.
Although these two leaders of the group of immortals appointed by Hongjun were not bad, they were still only Primordial Unity Golden Immortals.
Perhaps he could be considered an expert in the Primordial World.
However, among all the big shots present, his strength could only be considered average.
The Matriarch of the West was a little hesitant. She held the Purple Prefecture Cauldron in her hand and was clearly flustered.
The prince of the East is the opposite.
His eyes lit up as he looked at the Immortal Supporting Staff in his hand with fondness. He muttered something, clearly extremely excited.
"Teacher Hongjun, what are you planning to do?”
"How can two Primordial Immortals be qualified to govern the immortals?”
In the Purple Cloud Palace, there were already people who were dissatisfied.
Emperor Jun looked at the King of the East and the Queen Mother of the West coldly.
Obviously, he was not convinced by these two people.
In his opinion, he and Donghuang Taiyi should have such an honor.
"This is not a good job."
"I hope the two of them have some self-awareness and don't bother me.”
Not far away, Ancestor Netherworld River, who was dressed in a blood-red robe, was also moved.
He was a conceited and arrogant person.
Even if Hongjun spoke, he did not want to be controlled by an inexplicable guy.
Many people present had the same thoughts as them.
However, because of Hongjun, they kept quiet and did not say anything.
Only Wan Li raised his eyelids, not surprised.
This was set by the Heavenly Axiom. It might be an attempt to guide the Wilderness, but it was useless.
The Lich Cultivation Tribulation had yet to begin, and it was time for the demons to dance around.
How could it be so easy to control these guys?
Wan Li knew very well that Hongjun was probably just following the rules and did not have any expectations at all.
In fact, it was the same.
As far as he knew.
The Queen Mother of the West was still alright. She knew her limits and was very good at hiding.
As soon as he left the Purple Cloud Palace, he returned to his dojo.
He didn't step out of the main door and acted as if nothing had happened.
On the other hand, Prince of the East was arrogant for no reason. As a result, he provoked Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi and was killed on the spot.
From start to finish.
Hongjun did not even care.
How pitiful.
He looked at the two of them with interest.
"Thank you, teacher."
At this moment, although the Eastern King and the Western Queen Mother did not know what was going on, they still bowed to Hongjun.
As expected.
The Matriarch of the West didn't look happy. Instead, she frowned and looked like she had something on her mind.
On the other hand, Donghuang Wang seemed to have been struck by a pie from the sky. His face was flushed with joy.
I'm rich, I'm rich.
My extraordinariness has finally been discovered.
As expected of Teacher Hongjun. He really had a pair of discerning eyes.
At this moment, Dong Wang Gong was extremely excited and his mind was filled with countless thoughts.
The leader of the male immortals!
This was a lucrative job.
Although he had only just been appointed, the scenes had already appeared in Donghuang Wang's mind.
From today onwards, all the big shots who had their eyes on the top of their heads had to bow respectfully to him when they saw him and accept his jurisdiction.
How delightful.
He took a deep breath.
He tried to calm his heart.
This was Teacher Hongjun backing him up. Who dared not give him some face?!
Instantly, Donghuang Wang felt that he had become arrogant.
"Tsk!"
At this moment, Donghuang Wang Gong's face stiffened.
His ears twitched as he heard a disdainful voice.
This voice sounded familiar.
He turned his head and looked.
Weren't they the Ancestors of Sorcery?
In his eyes, Gong Gong was picking his nose with his pinky, looking as if he didn't care at all.
It wasn't just him.
Some of the other Ancestors of Sorcery were yawning, while others were drowsy. They did not care at all.
Donghuang Wang saw Wan Li's expression that said," You're dead."
Damn it.
These guys.
He really didn't know what was good for him!
Upon seeing this scene, Dong Wang Gong's eyelids twitched, and he felt an inexplicable rage in his heart.
He felt that he had just taken up his post and was already being provoked.
The various encounters he had with the Ancestors of Sorcery surfaced in his mind, and he recalled the chaotic scene in the Purple Cloud Palace.
No way.
These witches were all sh * t stirrers!
"With them around, there's no way for me to complete the mission that Teacher Hongjun gave me.
They would not give face to Teacher Hongjun.
Looking at these Ancestors of Sorcery, he finally locked his gaze on Wan Li, who was in the middle of these Ancestors of Sorcery.
Especially this guy.
Moody and eccentric.
He had to think of a way to deal with them first.
Donghuang Wang was furious.
Suddenly, he had an idea.
Donghuang Wang suddenly sighed in front of everyone.
"Thank you for your love, teacher."
"However…the responsibility of being the leader of the male immortals is something that Dong Wang Gong might not be able to take on.”
"The Wilderness is too big, I can't control the immortals with my ability.”
"Especially the Ancestors of Sorcery.”
"This disciple is not worthy."
As he spoke, he bent his waist even more, looking like he was crying miserably.
"Oh?"
Hongjun said indifferently.
He looked at the Wizard Tribe's Ancestor of Sorcery.
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