As soon as Hongjun said this, many living beings in Untainted Land were shocked, especially the Three Pure Ones. They were in disbelief.
"What?!"
"The Sage actually agreed to the seat of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery!”
For a moment, countless noises sounded, and the Purple Cloud Palace fell into an extreme shock at this moment.
Many living beings were guessing why Hongjun would make such a decision.
In their opinion, since the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery had provoked Hongjun, Hongjun must punish them.
However, the other party had only exerted pressure on the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery at the beginning. After that, he directly recognized the seat of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery.
Such behavior made many living beings wonder if they had seen wrongly.
Especially the Three Pure Ones, Kun Peng, and the others, their eyes were wide open at this moment.
"Sage, why is this so?"
Kun Peng could not help but shout at Hongjun.
"We must teach them a lesson!"
After Hongjun made his decision, Kun Peng was obviously a little anxious. If this seat was decided directly, then he would have lost any chance to have a futon again.
The opportunity had been snatched away by the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Three Pure Ones also revealed anxious gazes and knelt down towards Hongjun.
"Please reconsider, Saint, and seek justice for us!”
Each and every one of them was bruised and swollen, feeling extremely wronged.
He was clearly a member of the Pangu Clan, a famous mighty figure in the entire Primordial World, but at this moment, his seat was being snatched away so rudely.
He was still unable to get back at the other party. Under the gaze of so many living beings of the Purple Cloud Palace, where would the Three Pure Ones put their face?
After Sage Hongjun made this decision, the Three Pure Ones were destined to not be able to possess this praying mat in the future.
"Silence!"
Hongjun berated and stopped everyone from making a noise.
Looking at the increasingly noisy Purple Cloud Palace, his expression also became a little ugly.
"I've made up my mind. Don't mention this matter again!”
After saying that, the terrifying pressure of a Saint instantly emitted from Hongjun's body. In an instant, it pressed down on all the living beings who came to the Purple Cloud Palace.
In just a moment, after feeling the terrifying pressure of the Saint, the living beings of the Purple Cloud Palace who were originally noisy all quieted down.
The Three Pure Ones and Kun Peng did not dare to say anything else at this moment.
Jieyin and Zhunti stopped crying after Hongjun said that.
Their expressions instantly became serious, as if they were different from the two people who were crying to death just now.
He looked at the mighty figures of the Purple Cloud Palace who had quieted down and sat upright.
After a while, Hongjun also retracted the pressure he had emitted, causing every living being to instantly feel relaxed.
This short period of pressure also made these living beings realize how terrifying a Saint was.
He no longer dared to do anything that might make Hongjun unhappy.
On the side of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, each of them had a strange look on their faces as they looked at Wu Yuan, who was sitting in the center.
Their eyes were filled with endless doubts. How could Wu Yuan be so sure that Hongjun would not find trouble with them?
After Wu Yuan said those arrogant words, almost all the Ancestors of Sorcery felt that they would definitely be punished by Hongjun.
However, facing Hongjun's pressure, Wu Yuan did not show any weakness at all and confronted Hongjun directly.
In the end, Hongjun unexpectedly let them go.
However, although they had endless doubts in their hearts, they could not directly ask Wu Yuan about it under the current circumstances.
He could only suppress the doubts in his heart. After Hongjun's lecture ended, he would definitely ask Wu Yuan properly.
After the Purple Cloud Palace returned to silence, Hongjun also retracted his gaze.
His eyes were ethereal, and his gaze seemed to see through everything as he looked straight at the origin.
He said indifferently,
"There will be three lectures this time."
"Every Dao lecture lasts for three thousand years.”
After saying that, every living being of the Purple Cloud Palace began to close their eyes and listen quietly to Hongjun's upcoming sermon.
No matter what, they could not miss a single word of this sermon.
All of them pricked up their ears and waited for Hongjun to continue.
At the front of countless living beings, Hongjun finally began to preach.
In the Purple Cloud Palace, streams of Connate Spiritual Qi transformed into golden lotuses that bloomed and circled above the heads of all living beings.
The mighty figures were mesmerized by Hongjun's words.
The Three Pure Ones and the others had temporarily put down all their hatred and listened quietly to Hongjun's supreme Dao theory.
Every word that Saint Hongjun said at this moment seemed to be able to give them endless opportunities.
It caused many living beings to fall into a mysterious state. This was a state of comprehension.
Time passed rapidly as Hongjun lectured. 3,000 years had ended unknowingly.
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