Chaos, on the square outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
As Tongtian and Houtu arrived, they saw that the Purple Cloud Palace was still closed. Houtu put away the Black Yellow Pagoda and then found a corner to meditate, waiting for the Purple Cloud Palace to open.
As time went by, the legendary figures of the later generations arrived one by one. Laozi was expressionless, Goddess Nvywa was prideful and beautiful, Fuxi was righteous, Minghe was Yin, Kunpeng was cunning, Taiyi had eyes on his head, Emperor Jun was beside him, Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Lord of the East, Queen Mother of the West, Chang Xi, Xihe and so on.
However, these people were all in a rather sorry state. Because they did not have any supreme treasures to protect themselves, they were forced to shuttle through the chaos, causing their auras to be chaotic. After arriving at the square, they could not care about anything else and sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate their breathing and recuperate.
This was considered good. His luck was not bad. If he was unlucky and did not have a supreme treasure to protect him, he would probably die without knowing how he encountered a chaotic gale or storm.
However, before I adjusted my breathing and recuperated, I vaguely glanced at Tongtian. Although it was only a glance, Tongtian caught me.
On the surface, Tongtian seemed to be meditating, but he was silently observing the cultivation of these people. When Laozi looked at him, he was also secretly observing Laozi and the others.
Laozi was at the Late Stage of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Primordial was at the Peak of the Middle Stage of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Goddess Nvywa, Kunpeng, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Prince of the East and Zhenyuanzi were all at the Middle Stage of Zenith Heaven, and the rest were all at the Peak of the Early Stage of Zenith Heaven.
The living beings who came to the Purple Cloud Palace one by one were also carefully observing everyone. They greeted those who knew each other. Among them, the good old man Hongyun was the best.
As time passed, more and more people gathered outside the Purple Cloud Palace. A month later, there were already 2,987 people gathered outside the Purple Cloud Palace. There were only 13 people left to satisfy the power of the 3,000 Great Daos. It was also the legend of the 3,000 guests of the Purple Cloud.
Suddenly, a loud rumble came from the chaos.
After a series of noises, eleven giants walked out of the chaos. They were ten thousand feet tall and did not have any magic treasures. They could walk in the chaos just by relying on their bodies. They allowed the chaotic airflow to swirl around them, but they did not seem to hurt or itch. Everyone outside the Purple Cloud Palace was dumbfounded.
"What a powerful body! "This must be the Eleventh Ancestor of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe," the surrounding people discussed animatedly.
The 11 Ancestors of Sorcery emitted the mysterious aura of the Great Path Laws, which were 11 different Laws. In the blink of an eye, the Eleventh Ancestors of Sorcery arrived at the square and quickly turned into the size of an ordinary person. They squeezed through the crowd and walked to the palace gate.
This action made all the people who were sitting cross-legged to regulate their breathing frown. Wasn't this fighting for a spot? However, most of them felt the aura of the 11 Ancestors of Sorcery and did not dare to say anything. After all, there were 11 Perfected Golden Immortals, two of whom were in the Late Stage, and the rest were all at the Peak of the Middle Stage. They could not afford to offend them.
"Barbarians are barbarians. I, Taiyi, am ashamed to be your opponent.”A disdainful voice rang out. It was their opponent, Donghuang Taiyi.
" Little Taiyi, your Demon Tribe is just a mere food for our Wu Tribe. How dare you bully us? We, the Eleven Ancestors of Sorcery, are transformed from the blood essence of Father God Pangu. We are the true lineage of Pangu. How can we be humiliated by a mere food like you?" The hot-tempered Zhurong cursed.
"Si…" Suddenly, everyone gasped. They did not expect these 11 barbarians to have such a background. However, they immediately gloated. Even Emperor Jun and the demons around him did not retort. Instead, they looked at Er Qing with a smile on their faces.
For a moment, the people outside the Purple Cloud Palace saw that there was something to eat, so they all stopped sitting cross-legged and regulated their breathing. They watched quietly and waited for Er Qing's reaction.
As expected, Primordial didn't disappoint everyone and immediately started to retort.
" Presumptuous! You are nothing but barbarians, yet you dare to call yourselves the orthodox Pangu Clan? Do you have any respect for us, the Two Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain?" Yuan Shi was furious and said with contempt.
Among the Two Pure Ones, the Primitive was the proudest. When they heard that these eleven barbaric people dared to call themselves the orthodox Pangu Clan, they wondered what the Second Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain were going to do.
Laozi's turbid eyes also emitted a trace of killing intent. He looked at the Eleven Ancestors of Sorcery, and no one knew what he was thinking. Anyway, the Qi Power on his body suddenly increased, which shocked Tongtian who was far away. He sighed secretly that Laozi was indeed the best at hiding among the Sages. With the Qi Power that Laozi had just emitted, even without a supreme treasure, he could fight equally with the two late stage of the Eleven Ancestors of Sorcery.
" How dare you call yourselves the Pangu Clan? You are just a bunch of people who don't cultivate the Primordial Spirit and don't understand the Way of Heaven. How can you compare to us, the two Pure Ones of Pangu?" Primordial continued arrogantly.
" Yes." The Eleventh Ancestor of Sorcery, who had just pointed the spearhead at Taiyi, now pointed the spearhead at Er Qing. He stared at Er Qing with a murderous look on his face. His entire body was filled with murderous aura, as if he would attack at any time.
When the surrounding people saw this, they immediately made way for them. After all, they could not afford to offend these two groups of people. Most of the cultivators who came to the Purple Cloud Palace were Perfected Golden Immortals. It was better to hide far away when these mid-stage and late-stage Perfected Golden Immortals fought.
" Brother, what do you think? Should we join them? After all, we are also from the Pangu Clan," Houtu said to Tongtian.
Tongtian replied,"There's no need. Let them fight. We'll just watch the show and see their methods."
Just as the auras of the two groups reached their peak and were about to attack, a voice suddenly sounded. The doors of the Purple Cloud Palace opened. The two sides that were originally at loggerheads calmed down, and the people watching the show also quieted down.
Then, a pair of white-robed children walked out from the door. They were both early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, which surprised everyone and made them look forward to the lecture. The child looked at everyone in the square and said," Teacher is about to begin his lecture. Fellow Daoists, please go in and find your seats. Don't make any noise."
After the child finished speaking, everyone began to rush in one after another. They entered the Purple Cloud Palace. The setup of the palace was visible at a glance.
The Purple Cloud Palace was decorated simply. A seemingly small courtyard could accommodate as many as a thousand people without being crowded. There was a tall platform in front of the palace. On the platform, there was an empty futon. Clearly, that seat belonged to Hongjun. However, there were only seven futons under the platform. There were only eight futons in the entire Zixiao Palace and Hongjun's futon. It was really simple to the extreme.
Seeing this, everyone looked at the seven praying mats. Everyone knew that a new round of fighting had begun.
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