Thus, the Dao's voice echoed for three thousand years before Hongjun's voice abruptly ceased. Many were still immersed in enlightenment.
"This sermon ends here. The second sermon will begin in ten thousand years." Hongjun left behind those words and vanished.
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor." Everyone repeatedly bowed in thanks.
Though it was merely the Dao of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal, everyone had benefited greatly.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches rose directly to their feet. Hongjun's Dao was unsuitable for them; perhaps his later teachings might offer them some useful guidance.
They cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and still focused on tempering their physical bodies.
Had Li Xinghe not enlightened them, they would not even have deigned to use magic treasures.
Yet compared to others, the power they could unleash with magic treasures was extremely limited. Lacking primordial spirits put them at a tremendous disadvantage.
Fortunately, Li Xinghe could use Time Acceleration. Otherwise, with the Twelve Ancestral Witches' own abilities, they could never have reached the pinnacle of the Primordial Wilderness.
Just then, Hongjun's two attendant boys suddenly announced, "By the Dao Ancestor's decree, you may leave on your own. At the next sermon, your seats will remain the same."
"We obey the Dao Ancestor's decree!" Everyone bowed once more before leaving Purple Sky Palace in an orderly fashion.
Even Di Jun, who harbored resentment in his heart, did not dare say another word. This was Purple Sky Palace, the Saint's sacred ground. They could not run wild here.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, we are both heading to Buzhou Mountain. We may as well travel together," Dijiang said, glancing at Di Jun and Tai Yi.
"As it should be." Fuxi nodded. He was not afraid of Di Jun, but he had no interest in tangling with him.
Di Jun and Tai