Hongjun hurried back to the palace. The death of that incarnation had naturally caused him a backlash.
Fortunately, he had not died.
But then he thought of the one in the South Sea again.
Unable to hold back, he questioned the still grievously wounded Heavenly Dao.
"Heavenly Dao, what cultivation does that person in the South Sea actually possess?"
A moment later, Hongjun's expression changed, though there was something strange about it.
Then, without even wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he sat up.
"A Golden Immortal? Impossible. That is absolutely not a Golden Immortal!"
Yet after he spoke, the Heavenly Dao seemed to give him another piece of information.
Several Dao patterns condensed in the air.
"That is a Golden Immortal. Even if you asked the Great Dao today, that person would still be a Golden Immortal."
Looking at the Dao patterns, Hongjun's expression darkened and brightened unpredictably.
Yet inwardly, he began cursing.
You're telling me that's a Golden Immortal?
Have you ever seen a Golden Immortal beat up a Sage like that?
Have you ever seen a Golden Immortal force a Sage into internal injuries with a single streak of golden light?
Your Golden Immortals look like that? Then what use is there for you, Heavenly Dao?
When he reaches the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, will he be able to play with the Great Dao itself?
Who are you trying to fool?
But if he clearly was not a Golden Immortal, why did the Heavenly Dao insist that he was one?
It had even declared that even if he consulted the Great Dao, the answer would still be that the other party was a Golden Immortal.
Hongjun was somewhat confused by the matter.
He had no idea what exactly had happened.
Nor did he know why this was the case.
Since he could not get an answer, he could only give up and secretly resolve never to provoke that person unless necessary.
Just as he thought that, he heard someone talking about him.
The ability of a Heavenly Dao Saint.
But upon hearing this, Hongjun became somewhat annoyed again.
Everything Nuwa had just said entered his ears.
"Damn it, why is there such a Great Power? Why is this happening?"
"The greater trend of the Heavenly Dao cannot be changed, but the lesser trends can."
"Heavenly Dao, if I use all my strength now, do I have the ability to fight him?"
Before his words had even faded, he seemed to receive the answer he wanted.
Hongjun was delighted and turned to look outside Purple Cloud Palace.
"Once I finish expounding the Dao and merge with the Heavenly Dao, I will fight him. Such a variable must be slain!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
Above the South Sea, Cheng Yue, who had been cultivating and comprehending the Dao, opened his eyes.
For some reason, he felt a chill run down his back.
The feeling was unpleasant, as if someone had set their sights on him.
It was an indescribably uncomfortable feeling.
He made a calculation with his fingers, but under the secrets of heaven and the Great Dao, he could calculate nothing.
"The Great Dao has gone into seclusion while the Heavenly Dao remains in the world. This really is rather troublesome."
After saying that, he ignored everything else and closed his eyes to continue cultivating.
He was completely unaware that Hongjun in Purple Cloud Palace had already decided to merge with the Heavenly Dao and then come kill him.
Outside Purple Cloud Palace, no one besides Fuxi dared approach Nuwa's side.
Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, dressed in yellow robes nearby, had initially wanted to win over the two of them.
But after what had just happened, they did not dare step forward, afraid of offending Hongjun.
Nuwa did not care about this in the slightest.
Fuxi beside her, however, spoke up.
"Little sister, what you said just now will surely offend the Sage. Why not leave now?"
Nuwa shook her head and stood there domineeringly.
"I'm staying right here. I'm listening to this sermon today too. Let's see whether Hongjun dares do anything to me."
After she said that, Fuxi sensed that his little sister seemed to have something to rely on.
"Little sister, what cultivation does the Master you acknowledge possess? Could he be a Sage?"
Nuwa pondered for a moment before finally shaking her head.
"No. He is a Golden Immortal."
The moment she said that, Fuxi was dumbfounded.
Quite a few people nearby who heard this could not help bursting into laughter.
Yuanshi, who had just sat down, stood up again.
"A Grand Unity Golden Immortal actually took a Golden Immortal as a master. You truly know how to bend and yield, yet you still dare mock a Sage."
Upon hearing this, Nuwa immediately clenched her fists.
Her face filled with anger as she stood and spoke.
"My Master is indeed a Golden Immortal, but one punch from him might kill you. Do you believe that?"
Yuanshi wore a broad smile, even speaking with some disdain.
"Anyone can boast. One punch would kill me? Hahaha, you're killing me with laughter."
Nuwa took out a Wooden Token, just about to activate it, when the boy servant at the entrance to Purple Cloud Palace stepped forward.
"This is Purple Cloud Palace, the Sage's Dao field. Continue making noise, and you will leave Purple Cloud Palace!"
Yuanshi snorted coldly, then looked at Nuwa before him.
"Since you say so, after the sermon ends, I would like to meet your Golden Immortal Master. I want to see how his one punch will kill me."
A smile appeared at the corner of Nuwa's lips.
"Fine. Just don't run away when the time comes, and don't kneel on the ground begging for mercy."
Fuxi beside her was already anxiously preparing to persuade her.
"Little sister, you are being foolish. How can a mere Golden Immortal withstand the attacks of the Three Pure Ones?"
Nuwa shook her head and directly transmitted her voice to Fuxi.
"Elder brother, do not panic. My master cultivates in a realm different from ours. For him, using his Golden Immortal realm to beat up Sages is perfectly normal. Before Hongjun attained the Dao, he once met my master and nearly died."
"If the Heavenly Dao had not acted at that time, that fellow likely would not have been able to attain the Dao."
"And in my Master's eyes, our cultivation is merely the Heavenly Immortal realm."
Fuxi was stunned. The meaning of those words was that this Golden Immortal could pin down and beat a Sage?
Fuxi did not quite believe it, but seeing Nuwa's absolute confidence, he began to waver.
In the end, he sighed.
He decided that once the sermon ended, he would take his little sister to see this person.
If they proved no match for him, he might still be able to help his little sister escape.
If her words were true, perhaps he could become a disciple as well.
But the Three Pure Ones were still a troublesome matter.
Countless people sat within Purple Cloud Palace and waited slowly as more and more people arrived.
Quite a few people wanted to go up and speak with Nuwa when they saw her.
But after learning what had happened earlier, every one of them stopped in their tracks.
They were all afraid their actions would incur the Sage's displeasure.
Hongjun in Purple Cloud Palace saw everything that had just happened.
Seeing Yuanshi's appearance, the anger in his heart gradually rose.
"Trash! You want to take a punch? Can you withstand it? Trash! Even I cannot withstand it—can you?"
"You are courting death like this, so why do you still have a master-disciple affinity with me?"
"Heavenly Dao, I think this disciple can be cast aside. Sooner or later, this disciple will get us both killed!"
Though he said that, the Heavenly Dao gave no response.
Hongjun's eyes darkened. Since this fellow wanted to die, he could go when the time came.
In any case, he would not be the one cleaning up the mess. Whoever wanted to go could go.
Hongjun had already decided to let things fall apart as they would. In the end, the Heavenly Dao would definitely be the one cleaning up the mess.
Anything was better than taking a beating himself!
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