Kunlun Mountain, Jade Palace.
After the Three Pure Ones transformed, they lived in this Jade Mirage Palace and lived in peace.
They were transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit and were born with great luck, great Dharmic powers, and great merit. They were free from disasters and tribulations and had reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm!
However, at this moment, boundless saintly might suddenly filled the air. Even though the Three Pure Ones were peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, they could not resist this boundless saintly might at all. In just eight breaths, they prostrated on the ground, feeling lost. It was as if they were enveloped by an invisible force that could not be resisted or resisted.
After an unknown period of time, that saintly might completely dissipated.
The Three Pure Ones heaved a sigh of relief and stood up.
"Senior Brother, we are Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. Why are we like ants under this saintly might? What kind of existence is that Saint?”
At this moment, Primordial Origin looked at Laozi and said with a trembling voice.
They were at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm and had monstrous magic power. They would not be in any danger when walking in the Primordial World. However, the Saint's Holy Might was spreading and had such power that made people feel like ants.
How could they not be shocked and terrified?
"Three thousand years later, when we head to the Human Realm Upon Heavens, this Saint will know in a while.”
Tongtian glanced at Primordial Origin and snorted coldly.
"Junior brother, how can you be so rude? The pressure that Saint Hongjun emitted was already enough to make the three of us unable to resist. If you are so rash and anger Saint Tian Yan, even if the three of us have magic power, how can we withstand the anger of that Saint?!”
When Primordial Origin heard Tongtian's words, his face immediately darkened.
"You…"
Tongtian's face turned red when he heard the words of the Origin. His hair and beard flew in the air. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He could only snort coldly and ignore the Origin.
After all, he was the youngest among the Three Pure Ones. There was no point in arguing.
"The three of us were transformed from Father Pangu's primordial spirit and have the merit of creating the world. Perhaps three thousand years later, when we go to the Purple Cloud Palace in Heaven's Beyond, we will have a chance to glimpse this realm! Now, we should be comprehending the changes in the Heavenly Dao in this Jade Mirage Palace and quietly waiting for the arrival of 3,000 years later so as not to miss the opportunity!”
Laozi said faintly as if he hadn't heard the argument between the Origin and Tongtian.
There was no emotion in his voice. His aura seemed to be incompatible with everything in the world, but it was harmonious. It was as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him. Only cultivation was his eternal goal.
"Senior Brother is right!"
When Primordial Origin and Tongtian heard Laozi's words, they didn't say anything more.
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Mount Buzhou, Hall of Pangu.
After the Dragon Han Great Calamity, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes withdrew from the stage of history, and the Wu Tribe occupied Buzhou Mountain.
Under the leadership of the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, the Wu Tribe swept across the Untainted Land and fought the Demon Tribe like fire and water. There were many wars. Later, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and other people from Buzhou Mountain discovered the Heavenly Court, and the disputes between the two tribes gradually lessened.
At this moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered in the Hall of Pangu.
"Brothers, there is actually such an existence in this world. If we didn't have the remnant will of god father protecting us, I'm afraid we would have to kneel on the ground and submit to this saint!”
Suddenly, Grand Wizard Di Jiang glanced at the other Grand Wizards, and an inexplicable anger flashed in his eyes.
Their bodies were strong, and their powers were boundless.
However, it was hard to resist the supreme saintly might. Fortunately, Buzhou Mountain still had Pangu's unyielding will. Even the boundless saintly might could not shake it at all.
This allowed the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery to remain unaffected in the Hall of Pangu.
However, the other Shamans and even the Senior Shamans all knelt on the ground, trembling in fear and not daring to move!
"We shamans do not respect the heavens or the earth. We only respect our father, Pangu! So what if he was a Saint? Can it change our Dao hearts? "This time, he caused our Shaman Race to suffer such humiliation. It's really hateful!”
Zhurong was the most irritable by nature. When it heard Emperor Jiang's words, it could not help but fly into a rage.
As he spoke, 500-year-old flames appeared around his body. It was like a world-destroying fire dragon that wanted to destroy the entire world. It was obvious how angry he was!
The dignity of the Sorcerer Tribe could not be profaned!
"Third Brother is right. When have we, the Shamans, ever suffered such humiliation? So what if he was a Saint? If he angered the clan, the clan would not rest until one of them died. Even if they had to risk their lives, the clan would have no regrets!”
At this moment, Gonggong stood up and said.
He had always been at odds with Zhurong, but at this moment, their opinions were surprisingly the same.
The Sorcerer Tribe did not respect the heavens or the earth. They only respected their father, Pangu.
Even in the face of such saintly might, it was still the same. How could they change their Dao hearts?
"What the two brothers said is reasonable. However, if we were to be so rash, what would the other members of the Sorcerer Tribe do? "I believe that the Demon Race will definitely not show mercy to the Sorcerer Race. It's better to wait for 3,000 years before heading to the Purple Cloud Palace in Heaven's Beyond to see what Saint Hongjun is thinking.”
Houtu stood up and said.
She was dressed in yellow. Although she did not wear any makeup, it was difficult to hide her peerless beauty.
There was a shyness and gentleness in her voice. She did not look like an Ancestral Sorcerer at all. Instead, she gave off the feeling of a big sister next door. She had a heavy and all-encompassing aura.
"Seventh Sister is right. Even if we, the Ancestors of Sorcery, do not care about our own lives, we have to think about the Sorcerer Tribe behind us!”
Xuan Ming couldn't help but ask.
"That's right. Three thousand years later, we'll head to the Human Realm Upon Heavens and see this Saint. We'll have to decide what he's thinking!”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery could not help but nod.
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