Very soon, the Grand Supreme Saint and Primordial Origin Saint began to deduce the fate of Hong Meng Divine Lord.
In the dark.
It was as if countless laws were operating.
At this moment, a long river of fate appeared in the void above the Grand Supreme Saint and the Primordial Origin Saint.
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Emperor NvWa Palace.
Mother Nuwa stared at the Great Dao Golden Rankings in astonishment.
"I didn't expect you to have so much merit…"
"Your strength is at least that of a Saint…"
"If not for your guidance back then, I would not have been able to become a Saint…|”!
"Back then, you also promised to come and see me…"
"It's just that after so many years, there's no news of you…"
"If it weren't for the Great Dao Golden Rankings, I wouldn't have known your whereabouts at all…"
"Yes…"
"This Daoist robe…"
"I've seen it before…"
" And it's not the time when I created a human from clay…"
Mother Nuwa's face changed slightly.
Then, he stared at the Taoist robe.
As a saint in the Primordial World.
He already had a photographic memory.
There seemed to be a sense of familiarity in Nüwa's mind.
" Oh right, during Dijun's wedding…"
"I seem to have seen this Daoist robe in the Heavenly Court…"
Nuwa immediately recalled.
When Emperor Jun and Chang Xi got married.
She had seen this Daoist robe before.
However, at that time, the owner of the Daoist robe was just a servant carrying wine.
" The servant carrying the wine, how could it be him…"
Nuwa was rather puzzled.
Primordial Chaos Divine Lord was even more powerful than her.
How could he be transporting wine in Heavenly Court?
Moreover, the ancient Heavenly Court had already been destroyed.
Dijun had been dead for millions of years.
Even if Nuwa wanted to find it…
He didn't know where to go.
" Primordial Chaos Divine Lord, I will find you…"
Nuwa's expression was very serious.
She wasn't looking for Primordial Chaos Divine Lord for the prize.
Instead, she wanted to ask why Primordial Chaos Divine Lord hadn't come to see her all these years.
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33 Heavens.
Somewhere in the chaos in the west.
Taoist Jieyin and Taoist Cundi were staring at the Golden Roll of the Great Dao with murderous looks.
At this moment, the two of them were calculating.
How could he join hands with Laozi and Primordial Heaven Supreme to kill Primordial Chaos Divine Lord?
He could only obtain rewards from Primordial Chaos Divine Lord.
Only then could their grand plan to travel to the west be successfully carried out.
Otherwise, Jie School and Sect Master Tongtian would be enough for the two of them to suffer.
What made them even more uneasy was that Sect Master Tongtian had successfully upgraded the Celestial Slaying Sword Formation.
At that time, if Sect Master Tongtian threw the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation on the road to the west.
How could the Buddhists go to the West?
" Yes, it's him…"?
At this moment, Jie Yin and Zhunti suddenly stood up.
He saw the man in the Taoist robe.
They suddenly remembered something.
Back then, the war between the Lich and Demon had ended.
The two of them were prepared to take advantage of Houtu's serious injuries.
Kill Houtu.
Who would have thought that the young man in the Daoist robe would appear?
With a wave of his hand, he suppressed Zhunti and Jieyin, who had become Saints.
Their terrifying cultivation was useless in front of the mysterious young man.
Facing the young man in the Daoist robe, they had no intention of resisting at all.
Their memories were also sealed by the young man in the Daoist robe at that moment.
It was not until three years after the Lich's catastrophe that the two of them finally recovered from underground.
"I was wondering why the two of us were heavily injured after the lich calamity…"
He even cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years before recovering…
"So all of this is related to Primordial Chaos Divine Lord…"
"This person is truly detestable…"
"We must take revenge on Primordial Chaos Divine Lord…"
Zhunti and Jieyin felt like crying at this moment.
After the Lich Tribulation.
The two of them were seriously injured and had to recuperate for hundreds of thousands of years after returning to the West.
In the past, they had always thought that they had been injured by the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation or the Twelve Skies Body Formation.
Until today, when Primordial Chaos Divine Lord appeared in the sky.
Only then did they know.
Back then, they had been injured by Primordial Chaos Divine Lord.
" Junior Brother, no wonder we're always suppressed by the Three Pure Ones…"
"So it was this person who made our cultivation retreat by hundreds of thousands of years…"
The Daoist who received him looked at the Great Dao Golden Roll below with an unfriendly expression.
"Senior brother, we still have to intercept and kill…Primordial Chaos Divine Lord…?
Taoist Cundi asked with a trembling voice.
The young man in the Daoist robe from back then had left a deep impression on him.
Even now, he did not dare to face Primordial Chaos Divine Lord.
With just a light palm, they had recuperated for hundreds of thousands of years.
Such an expert.
How could he dare to provoke them?
Ridiculous.
They had been fantasizing about joining hands with Primordial Heaven Supreme and Laozi to kill Primordial Chaos Divine Lord.
This idea was very childish.
The four of them were definitely going to die.
He was an expert who could suppress his senior and junior brothers with just a gentle wave of his hand.
How could they possibly kill him?
In fact, they were also very aggrieved in their hearts.
Their journey to the West was about to begin.
Their Buddhism was about to flourish.
They were also one of the six Sages.
However, there was still an existence in the Three Realms that they did not dare to provoke.
Even if they saw it, they would tremble.
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